They used their judgment as to where the water was to be thrown, and with such good results that after a short time it was seen that the fire did not burn so brilliantly as before.
"Hurrah! fellows, we"re doing the business, all right!" shouted Corney, who had been working like an industrious beaver all the time.
"It"s dying out, and that"s a fact!" cried Colon, the one who dipped up the water at the other end of the line. "Getting much darker down here.
About time, too, I reckon, because I"ve just about emptied the whole river!"
"Oh! quit your grumbling, Colon!" called out Sid, who was just above the bank, receiving each bucket that the tall boy reached up to him.
"We ought to be sending up a regular chorus because we saved our boat."
"Don"t believe for a minute that I"m growling, Sid," the long-legged Colon gasped, for he began to feel winded by his exertion. "I"m only bothered for fear there won"t be enough river left for that boat race to be pulled off."
"Plenty more coming from above, Colon; so brace up. Perhaps it"ll rain cats and dogs before the race comes off, and the river be bank full,"
and Dave Hanshaw tossed an empty bucket down to the boy at the brink of the stream.
"A few more and we can let up, boys!" came the cheering news from Brad, who, being close to the burning brush, ought to know.
And indeed, it did suddenly become gloomy as the fire failed to find any more dry fuel to feed upon, so that it gasped fitfully, and threatened to go out entirely.
So, presently, there was no further need of exertion on the part of the now weary pa.s.sers of water; and the boys began to gather around their own blaze, which some one had rekindled with fresh wood.
Some of them were wet, and all more or less chilly after giving up their exertions; so that they were glad to gather around the fire, with coats on, or blankets thrown over their shoulders.
Sleep, for the time being, had been utterly banished from their eyes; for one and all were desirous of comparing notes as to the origin of the furious fire.
"Was it the work of some sneak, who wanted to burn our boat, Brad?"
asked d.i.c.k Hendricks.
"That"s hard to say, d.i.c.k," was the reply. "I"d hate to think anybody could be so mean as to want to do that."
"Huh! we happen to know one feller who wouldn"t stop a minute,"
remarked Corney.
"There"s another possibility that none of you seems to have thought of," said Fred, breaking in just then.
"What"s that, Fred?" demanded Brad, turning toward the speaker, quickly.
"Why, perhaps it was an accident, after all," observed Fred.
"An accident!" echoed Colon.
"Well, _something_ started that fire, we all know that," Fred went on, resolutely. "It never caught from a spark that came from the camp blaze, because in the first place there hasn"t been a single spark flying for several hours; and then again you want to notice that the wind is right from the opposite quarter."
"Then how could it catch by accident, I want to know?" asked Dave Hanshaw.
"I"m on," sang out Sid. "He means Colon!"
All eyes were instantly turned on the tall boy.
"Well, I did throw that torch at the cow; I admit that much, fellows,"
he began; "but don"t tell me it just kept on smouldering all this time in that brush heap, to take fire after everybody"d gone to sleep! Why, it must have been all of five hours ago. Shucks! you can"t prove it; and I won"t admit a single thing."
"Well, it might have happened; and that"s as near as we"ll ever get to finding out the truth," said Fred.
When they had talked it all over they began to feel sleepy once more; and one by one again crawled into the tents. There was no further alarm, and morning came to arouse the camp of the boat club.
The day promised to be a beautiful one, but rather sultry. Indeed, even in the early morning the waters of the Mohunk looked inviting to the boys, so that as they came out of the tents they made a bee-line for the bank, to plunge in.
Soon there was a great splashing and shouting, such as a dozen and more boys in swimming alone can produce. Bristles, remembering a promise he had made to himself, pursued his lessons diligently, and was making splendid progress, so that he began to grow quite encouraged.
"I"ll be a swimmer right away," he told Fred, as the two of them sat on the bank rubbing down, after coming from the water. "I"m getting to have confidence in myself, Fred, and already I went more"n twenty feet without touching bottom."
"Good for you, Bristles; I said you had it in you to make a swimmer, if only you"d keep everlastingly at it. Every boy who goes on the water, either in a boat, or to skate, ought to know how to swim. It may save his life, or the life of a chum some day. But those fellows ought to come out, or they"ll get blue around their lips, for the water is icy cold. Colon looked shivery the last time he was up on the bank for a high dive!"
"There he is now, swimming across the river again, Fred. He ought not to try that so often, seems to me. Why, look at him, will you; he"s making believe he"s got a cramp or something!"
Fred sprang to his feet excitedly, exclaiming:
"There"s no make-believe about that, Bristles; Colon _has_ got a cramp, and right now he"s in danger of drowning away out there in the middle of the river. Quick! fellows, to the rescue! Colon is drowning!"
CHAPTER VIII
A SURPRISE
Fred"s words created much excitement. Some of the boys stood and looked out to where Colon was struggling desperately in the deep water, seeming to be almost paralyzed with alarm. Others, who kept their wits about them, started after Fred, who, plunging in, was already swimming across the Mohunk.
Fred knew the danger that awaited them. When anyone is drowning, he or she seems to lose all the good sense which at another time he may have possessed. The instinct of self preservation is so strong that a drowning boy will clutch at his dearest friend, and hold frantically to him, not because he wants to pull the other down, but because he hopes to be himself buoyed up.
"Help! help!" Colon was trying to scream, though the water, getting in his mouth, m.u.f.fled the sound considerably.
There was no need of his wasting what little breath he still possessed.
His chums were doing everything in their power to a.s.sist him before it was too late.
Fred presently arrived close to Colon, who had been under water once, and sank again even as his camp-mate arrived on the spot. It gave Fred a sickening feeling to see the poor fellow threshing wildly with his long arms, grasping at a floating chip, which, to his excited mind, was magnified into a log.
Fred had made sure to be above the other when he arrived. He wanted the benefit of the current in carrying out the plan he had in mind.
One last look he took to locate Colon. Then he dove out of sight, so that the other might not see him coming, and try to clutch him. Once those frenzied hands closed upon any part of his person, Fred knew that he would have to strike Colon in the face, and stun him, before he could break loose.
But he had figured well, for he came up just behind the struggling boy, who was making one last effort to keep on the surface, ere going down for the last time.
Quick as a flash Fred threw his arm around Colon, who, just as he expected, tried desperately to seize him. This the other prevented with all his strength.
All he wanted to do now was to continue to hold Colon until some of the others arrived on the scene, when altogether they might be able to work him to the sh.o.r.e.
Had he been alone with Colon, Fred feared he must have resorted to other tactics if he hoped to get the other out of the river alive. But Brad and several more of the strong swimmers had by now reached a point close enough for them to ask what he wanted them to do. Even in that moment they recognized the fact that Fred was the one to whom they should look for orders, because he always knew just what to do in an emergency.