A LOUD CALL FOR HELP.
A bell began to ring wildly near by.
"That's over to the place where the bull belongs; sure the row ain't there, Elmer?" asked Ty, as he hurried on the heels of the leader.
Elmer paused to listen again.
"No," he said, positively, "most all the racket is over yonder in the direction of the Brady house. You can hear the women screaming, too. Come along again, boys! They've heard the racket over here, and that bell's to call the men in from the fields."
"Sounds just for all the world like what I've read about an Injun attack in the good old pioneer days," declared the panting Landy, who had to exert himself more than any of the others in order to keep up with the procession.
"Theemth like I thmell thmoke!" remarked Ted.
"I reckon you do, because I've been getting it for the last half minute," Elmer threw over his shoulder as he ran on.
"That means a fire!" cried Ty.
"It generally does," Elmer added, dryly.