Frank Merriwell's Nobility; Or, The Tragedy of the Ocean Tramp

n. In his excitement, Harry said something th

man, no matter what the provocation. V

and he looked intens

on!" he spluttered. "It slipped out. You

it sounded all the worse. I don't know th

reproof, for he knew Frank

is positively low and filthy. The youth who is careful to keep his clothes and his body clean should b

xample of that loafer. You are lowering yourself in the eyes of somebody, even though you may not think so at the time. Perhaps one of your companions may be a person who uses such language freely, and yet he has never before heard it from you. He laughs, he calls you a jolly good fellow to your face; but he thinks to himself that you are no better than anybody else, and behind y

t is better to know no stories than to know that kind. It is better not to be called a good fel

which are also clean. No matter how much of a laugh he may raise, any self-respecting person feels that he has lowered himself by t

as a good one, and it was clean. He had an inimitable way of telling anything, and his stories were al

tell a story that could prove

d such stories. He had been placed in positions where he could not

from Frank. He started to tell one, working up to the point with all the skill of which he was capable. He had them breathless, ready to shout with laughter when the point was reached. He drew them on a

mother wer

second thought followed. Many times he had seemed to feel her hovering near

t he was very pale, and then came a rush of blood to h

nt. They could not understand what had hap

t first he choked and could say nothing

e story! You'll have to excuse m

m the jolly party a

ll a story that was in the slightest degree vulgar.

ey do not wish to be called "sissies." They fancy such actions and

ed him as thoroughly manly. Better to be called a "sissy"

, swim, ride, and he excelled by sheer determination in almost everything he undertook. He would not be beaten. If defeated once, he did not rest, but pre

eparture of Bloodgood, and he did not attempt to excuse himse

elping Mr. Bloodgood out with my foot!" hiss

t like him," grunted Browning, ge

the steamer gave an unusually heavy roll. "I

ll open

rank. "And we just told Bl

id the big fellow, with a yawn

out," declared the Virginian, as he flung open th

hat fellow," said Frank. "Did you notic

puff away at his new briarwood.

y were genuine

ome fake stones from real diamonds, unless you examine them close

kes you

ing tells me that for all of his swagger Bloodgood

ut of the fellow, a

'm not certain whether he came of a good family or a

ink so?" from Jack. "He did

es me believe he comes from a high-grade family. I think

Jack; "if he gets fresh around me again, I'll cra

me," murmured Bruce, do

ed Merry. "Bruce cooked M. Montfort, and I reck

as a hesitating, uncer

or, I wonder?"