“Here comes the other engine!” some one shouted, as Jerry drew the one he was pulling up to a fire plug.
“They’d better try to save the rest of the block, and let this shebang go!” exclaimed Jake Todger, as he jumped down and began to attach the big hose from the hydrant to the pump.
Two hose carts were on hand, one belonging to the engine the boys had pulled to the fire, and the members of the department began to attach the line to the engine.
“We’ll have a stream on in a jiffy!” exclaimed Jake. “But the second engine’d better play on the other end of the block to keep that from catchin’.”
This seemed to be the idea of the chief of the fire department, for he came rushing up, and gave orders that the tenement adjoining the one that was ablaze, should be kept wet down.
“You play on the fire itself, Jake!” the chief ordered. “What happened to your engine, and where’s the driver?”
“Pitched off and hurt, I guess. Bad, too. The horses ran away an’ one’s got a busted leg. Jerry Hopkins and his chums pulled the engine here with their auto.”
“Good for them! Well, get busy.”
Jerry ran his car out of the way, and then the engine he had brought to the blaze began pumping. Soon two powerful streams were available, one playing on the blaze itself, and the other forming a curtain of water to prevent the fire from spreading.
“Anybody hurt?” asked Jerry of the chief.