Frank Merriwell's First Job, Or, At the Foot of the Ladder

Excerpt: "Biff—thump! “Oh, what a soaker!” “Go at him, Rattleton!” “Don’t let him knock you up against the door like that.” Biff! biff!—thump! “There you go again!” “Oh, jose your claw—I mean close your jaw!” panted Harry Rattleton, as he ducked and escaped a left-hand swing from Frank Merriwell, with whom he was boxing in the room of the latter at Yale. “You fellows are not in this!” “You’re not ...