FRANK MERRIWELL’S CHASE.
CHAPTER I
THE RECEPTION AT BELFAST.
“Das vas Pelvast,” said Hans.
“Yes,” nodded Frank, who was at the wheel of the White Wings, “that is Belfast, ‘the home of fair women, brave men and Strainer’s Sarsaparilla.’”
Frank Merriwell, the great Yale athlete, was cruising off the Maine coast, during this vacation in his yacht, the White Wings. He had with him four of his friends—Bart Hodge, Bruce Browning, Jack Diamond and Hans Dunnerwust.
“How do you knew so much apout him?” asked the Dutch boy.
“Why, there it is in glaring letters on that big advertising board that has been placed where it can be read almost anywhere here in the harbor.”
“Vale, I didn’t seen dot. I don’d vant no sarsbarillas, und I don’d gif a cend vor der prafe men, but I don’d mind if you took a look der peautiful girls at.”