CHAPTER XXIII—THE WRESTLING MATCH
Less than half a minute elapsed before the game was resumed.
The players went at it with unabated energy and enthusiasm, and the excitement was more intense than ever.
This round would settle it.
Whirling Bear was in a bad humor. Although one of the white lads had won the first set with a drive, it seemed to Whirling Bear that the second one had been lost because Hodge had not hit the ball as skillfully as he might.
In fact, Hodge had done well to reach it at all.
Frank and Whirling Bear both rushed at the ball and came face to face. As Frank struck, he saw the Indian swing his bat.
Whirling Bear did not strike at the ball, although he pretended to do so.
He struck straight at Frank Merriwell’s head.
Merry saw this and dodged.