"I don't know. Whoever it was took big chances. Why, we might have been killed!"
"Well, it wasn't done by footpads, otherwise we should have been robbed."
"That is true. Well, the best thing we can——Whoa! What's the matter!"
"The horse is running away!"
"The back-strap is broken!"
There was no time to say more, for the wagon was swaying from side to side. Then came a turn, and a second later the vehicle ran off into a gully. Crash! went one of the front wheels, and over went the body. The horse came to a standstill and Si Ross slid into some bushes, followed by the two students.
"Smashed!" wailed the old driver, as he got up and surveyed the wreck.
"And that ends our hope of getting to the football field in time," added Babcock dolefully.