"I think Shadow is right," said Dave. "I saw that mule around Marcy"s place. If he ran away we ought to take him back to where he belongs."
"Perhaps you"d have some fun trying to ride him," suggested Henshaw.
"Oh, pshaw! anybody could ride that mule," declared Roger. "Why, riding a mule is as easy as riding a horse. All mules don"t love to kick."
"Roger shall have the honor of riding him home," said Messmer. "Think of what a reward Mike Marcy will give you," he added, with a grin.
"Catch Marcy giving a reward," said Dave, laughing. "Why, he wouldn"t fork over so much as a sour apple."
"He"d want to charge Roger for the ride."
"We can take the mule to the Hall and let Marcy come and get him,"
suggested Messmer.
In a spirit of mischief Shadow had taken his stick and rubbed it over the mule"s hind legs. There was a sudden snort and up came the beast"s feet. Bang! crack! bang! they sounded on the wall of the dilapidated cabin, and Shadow leaped for his life.
"Look out, he"s in action!"
"Clear the deck for his muleship!"
"He"ll have the cabin down next!" called out Dave. "Take care!"
The mule continued to kick, and, standing at his head, Dave and Roger tried in vain to quiet him. Then of a sudden came a crack of another kind and the wall of the rotted cabin fell outward and the roof began to sag.
"Out of this, all hands!" yelled Dave, and let go the mule. Roger did the same, and both ran out through the open doorway. Shadow was already outside, and Messmer and Henshaw started to follow. Then the mule turned, knocking Messmer down, and made a dash for liberty.
The cabin swayed and groaned and began to settle rapidly. Henshaw leaped out in the nick of time, one heavy log sc.r.a.ping his shoulder. Messmer was half dazed by the sudden turn of affairs, and before he could arise some of the roof beams began to settle across his back.
"Help! help!" he wailed. "The roof is coming down on me!"
His cry of a.s.sistance struck terror to the hearts of some of his friends, and for the moment they did not know what to do. Dave was the only one of the party who remained cool, and he rushed in and caught hold of one of the falling timbers.
"Prop them up!" he called. "Put your sticks under them--anything! If we don"t, Messmer may be crushed to death!"
Roger came forward first and the others quickly followed, the mule being, for the time, forgotten. They took their heavy sticks and set them up under the falling timbers, and Henshaw rolled in a stone that chanced to be handy. These things kept the roof from coming down further, but poor Messmer was held as if in a vise and could not be extricated.
"We"ve got to pry the logs up a little," said Dave. "Here is a log to work with," and he pointed to one which had fallen out of the side wall.
Only one torch remained lighted, and this had to be swung into a livelier blaze, so that they could see. Then they had to start operations with care, for fear they might do more harm than good.
"If th--the logs co--come down on me they will ki--kill me!" gasped the unfortunate lad under the ruins.
"We"ll not let them come down," answered Dave. "Keep perfectly still till I tell you to move."
Messmer did as directed, and Dave and the others inserted the loose log under one end of the ruins. A flat stone was used for the fulcrum, and they bore down slowly but steadily until the larger portion of the ruins was raised several inches.
"It"s coming!" cried Dave. "Don"t go too fast. Can you loosen yourself now, Messmer?"
"A little. Go a bit higher," was the reply.
They went up two inches more, but now the log began to crack, for the strain upon it was tremendous. Messmer heard the ominous sound, and, with a twist, loosened himself and began to crawl forth. Dave caught him by the arms.
"Out you come," he said, and gave a strong pull. And out Messmer did come, and a moment later the lever snapped in two and the ruins settled back into their former position.
"I--I think I"ve had a narrow escape," faltered the lucky youth, when he could speak. "Much obliged to you, Dave, for hauling me out."
"Talk about a mule kicking!" declared Henshaw. "He brought this cabin down quick enough."
"The old place was about ready to fall down," answered the senator"s son. "I think I could have shoved it down myself, had I tried. But I wonder what made the mule start kicking so suddenly. He acted as if a hornet had stung him."
"I guess I was to blame," replied Shadow, sheepishly. "I rubbed him in the rear with my stick. He didn"t appreciate the handling."
"By the way, where is his muleship?" cried Dave, looking around in the semi-darkness.
"Guess he"s taken time by the forelock and run away," answered the senator"s son.
They looked around, but could see nothing of the animal. Some marks were in the snow, losing themselves on the rocks, and that was all.
"It"s time to get back to the Hall," observed Henshaw. "I am not going to lose time looking for a mule. Come on."
"We can send Mike Marcy word that his mule is on the island," suggested Dave. "That wouldn"t be any more than fair. If left here alone the animal may starve to death."
"Mules don"t starve so easily," answered Shadow. "I am not going to look for him any more," he added.
They were soon on their way back to the sh.o.r.e where they had left the _s...o...b..rd_. The short winter day was drawing to a close, and it was getting colder. They walked briskly, for they feared the wind would be against them on the return to Oak Hall, and they did not wish to be late for supper, for that, at the very least, would mean a lecture from Job Haskers.
Henshaw was in the lead, and presently he came out on the sh.o.r.e, looked around in dazed fashion, and uttered a cry of dismay. And not without good reason.
The ice-boat had disappeared.
CHAPTER XI
A HUNT FOR AN ICE-BOAT
"It"s gone!"
"Where in the world could it have gone to?"
"It was too far on the sh.o.r.e to be blown away."
"Can anybody have stolen the craft?"
Such were some of the words uttered as the students stood on the sh.o.r.e of the lonely island, gazing first in one direction and then in another.
Darkness had now settled down, and they could see but little at a distance.