Tom Fairfield's Pluck and Luck Part 15
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"Oh, what's the use?" asked Tom. "It serves him right. He gouged us enough to pay for a ton of hay anyhow. Let it burn!"
CHAPTER XI
HOT WORK
Tom's chums looked at him for a moment in the reflected light of the blaze, as it shone in the windows of their room. Then Jack exclaimed:
"Oh, quit your kidding, Tom. Get on your clothes and we'll go over and play firemen. You're not going to stay here."
"No, I meant it!" insisted Tom. "I don't see why we fellows should go to a lot of trouble, and get all smoked up, to save the hay stacks of a grouchy old codger who raised a row just because we trampled down a few hills of his corn."
"Oh, forget it and come along," urged Bert. "There are some of our fellows going now," and he pointed down to the campus, across which several figures could be seen hurrying.
"Sure, come ahead," added Jack, beginning to dress. "It will be something new, anyhow. It isn't like you, Tom, to hold back, even though you have been gouged."
"All right I'll come along," a.s.sented our hero, with a short laugh, "though if I get a chance I'll tell Jed Appleby what I think of him, the old skinflint!"
"Better not have a row," suggested Jack calmly.
In a short tune the three chums, followed by George Abbot, were hurrying out of the school dormitory. Some of the monitors began a remonstrance, but when a Senior or two pointed out to Doctor Meredith, who had been hastily aroused, that it was the duty of the students to help prevent the spread of the conflagration, so near the Hall, the head of the school allowed as many as cared to go to the blaze.
"Say, it's a big one all right!" exclaimed Jack, as they hurried on.
"Yes, I shouldn't wonder but what more than one stack is going," added Bert, for they were below the hill now, and could see only the increased reflection of the flames on the sky.
"How did it start? Who set it on fire? Is it hay or straw?" asked George excitedly.
"Stow that!" commanded Tom sharply. "How do we know; and how do _you_ know it was set on fire, George?"
"I don't know. But hay stacks don't generally set themselves ablaze; do they?"
"How about spontaneous combustion?" asked Tom, quickly.
"Or a tramp sleeping under the hay with a pipe going?" added Bert.
"Come on, hit it up, or we'll be the last ones there."
This was evident, for a number of groups of school lads had pa.s.sed our friends, who were jogging along rather leisurely.
"There goes Sam h.e.l.ler and Nick," remarked Bert.
"All right. Let 'em get ahead," advised Tom. "We don't want their company."
As they reached the top of the hill the blaze burst full on their sight.
"Two stacks on fire!" yelled Jack.
"Big ones, too!" added Bert.
"And they're near the barn," said Tom. "That'll go next, if the wind s.h.i.+fts."
"They've formed a bucket brigade," said George. "Come on, fellows, let's hurry and get busy!"
He broke into a sharp run, the others following, and soon they were at the scene, together with a number of their friends from all cla.s.ses.
Farmer Appleby was running about "like a hen with her head cut off," as Tom expressed it, calling out various orders.
"Git more water there!" he shouted. "Fill them buckets faster! Hurry up, boys, or th' hull place'll go! Lively now! Oh when I git holt of th' rask'il thet set fire t' my hay I'll have th' law on him!"
"He thinks someone set the fire," remarked Bert to Tom.
"Very likely," was the calm reply. "Most farmers do when it's their own carelessness that's to blame. But he'll never get the fire out that way."
This was only too evident. Half a score of men and boys, some of them the hired help of Mr. Appleby, were filling pails from a cistern, and at a pump, and das.h.i.+ng the water on the blazing hay. They could not get near enough to make the water effective, and what little they did dash on was almost at once turned to steam by the heat. Then, too, the stack was so large in diameter at the bottom that only one side could be attacked at a time.
"Have you any more pails?" yelled Jack into the farmer's ear.
"I don't know. Don't bother me! Look in the barn! Oh what a calamity!" was the answer. "If I get holt of th' rask'l------" and then the farmer rushed off to grab a bucket from a staggering lad, who was advancing with it. Mr. Appleby slipped in the mud, and went down, spilling the precious fluid.
"Jupiter's crab apples!" he cried. "What d' ye mean by that, Hank Norton? b.u.t.terfingers!"
"You spilled it! I didn't!" snapped the lad.
"All right, git more! Oh, what a fire! My barns'll go, sure!" and the distracted man rushed about not knowing what to do.
"He's half crazy," decided Tom. "He'll never get the fire out in the world acting that way. And if the wind s.h.i.+fts the blaze will blow right toward the barns."
This was evident. Two large stacks of hay, for which there had been no room in the barn, stood in the farmyard not far from the big buildings that contained the farm products, horses and machinery. Both stacks were afire in several places, but as there was only a slight wind the flames went almost straight up, inclining away from the buildings. But it would need only a slight s.h.i.+ft of the wind to cause much damage.
"What's to be done?" asked Jack.
"Get the horses out first," decided Tom. "That is if they're not out already. Let's have a look." Now that he was on the scene, even his feeling against the old farmer would not allow him to stand idly by and see property destroyed.
"That's the way to talk!" cried Bert. "Let's save the horses."
They found the animals in their stalls, trying to break loose, and tramping excitedly on the wooden floor.
"Steady, boys! Steady!" called Tom soothingly, and at the sound of his voice the steeds were a bit less restless.
"How are you going to manage?" asked Jack. "I don't know much about horses, but I've heard that they'll rush into a blaze if you cut 'em loose."
"That's bos.h.!.+" cried Tom. "It's hard to get 'em past a fire, unless you blind 'em. Get me some old bags and I'll lead 'em out. Come on, Bert. You used to live on a farm."
From the light of the blazing stacks, s.h.i.+ning in the barn windows, Jack and George saw where a pile of grain sacks were lying. They pa.s.sed some to Tom and Bert, and a little later the two lads each led a horse out, the bags having been tossed over the steeds' heads to shut out their view of the fire. The animals were restive, but allowed themselves to be led.
"Here you go!" called Tom to some of his school friends. "Take the horses quite a way off, and tie 'em to the fence. There are four more in here!"
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