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id: 38429
author: Standish, Burt L.
title: Frank Merriwell's Alarm; Or, Doing His Best
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  The tour across the continent had been a success, and the papers were loud in their praise of plucky Frank Merriwell and his companions. Harry aided Frank in setting the sail, and, with the aid of the oar, the boat was worked out to a point where they could feel the breeze.


id: 39433
author: Standish, Burt L.
title: Frank Merriwell's Backers; Or, The Pride of His Friends
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sentence: 5522
flesch: 91
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  Bill let Frank alone until after dinner. Throughout the night Frank Merriwell lay ensconced behind some sheltering rocks in a deep ravine, where he had been trapped by the ruffians in the employ of the mining trust, who were determined to wrest from him the precious papers they believed to be in his possession.


id: 40262
author: Standish, Burt L.
title: Frank Merriwell's Triumph; Or, The Disappearance of Felicia
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flesch: 91
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  Steady, Brad, old man! warned Dick. Some of them had bad records, and yet they had served Frank Merriwell faithfully in guarding his mine, the Queen Mystery, against those who tried to wrest it from him by force and fraud.


id: 35127
author: Standish, Burt L.
title: Frank Merriwell's Return to Yale
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  The sergeant took up a pen, and looking at Frank, asked: What is your name? Frank Merriwell, was the quiet response. Frank who? Why, Frank Merriwell, of course. Was he the one that caught Jack? Yes. I might have known it.


