"Oh! help! help! won't somebody come to help us?" came a wailing cry, in what seemed to be a woman's voice.
"Goodness gracious!" exclaimed Jasper, "somebody's in a peck of trouble right around that bend in the road there!"
"Yes, and I remember there was a house along here somewhere," Larry cried, as the three of them started on a sprint along the road.
When presently they turned the bend they came upon a scene that gave them a severe shock. And even Jasper forgot all his recent thrilling experiences in the warm impulse of his boyish heart to prove of some assistance to those who seemed in such dire need of aid.
CHAPTER IV.
FIRST AID TO THE INJURED.
Apparently the storm that had so lately passed over this section had played particular havoc with the farm buildings. Perhaps, with the queer, jumping movements known to cyclones, it had dipped down in this one quarter much more severely than anywhere else near by.
At any rate, it had succeeded in partly demolishing a barn, scattered several tons of fine hay—that year's crop—and upset things generally.