“Say, let us cave it in on ’em,” whispered Coulter.
“All right,” answered Baxter, eagerly. “How shall we do it?”
“Let’s all run up to the top. Come on!”
Andy had gone into the house, to aid Pepper and Harry, and nobody was near. Looking around, to make sure they were not observed, Baxter, Paxton, and Coulter ran up on the snow house and began to jump up and down. There came a crack, several others, and then with scarcely a sound the top of the snow house went down, burying the boys above up to their knees.
“Get out of this!” exclaimed Baxter, and pulled himself free, followed by his cronies. Soon they were clear of the snow and running across the campus.
It was at that moment that Jack re-appeared, followed by Dale.
“Hullo, the house has caved in!” ejaculated the young major.
“Somebody is under the snow,” came from Dale. “Don’t you see the end of that shovel moving?”
“Whoever is in there will be smothered to death, if we don’t get him out,” went on Jack. “Come, get the snow out of the way as fast as you can.”
The pair set to work, and in a moment more several other cadets were helping them. Then somebody ran off and called George Strong, who came to the spot on the double-quick.