They were passing along the sloping side of the mountain when another flash of lightning followed by a loud clap of thunder startled them and brought them again to a halt. Then came another crash as a tree toppled down not far away.
“Gee, that was close enough!” exclaimed Jack.
He had scarcely spoken when the four boys were startled by a yell of fright. A few seconds later came a man’s voice crying piteously:
“Help! Help! For the love of heaven, help! I’m caught fast under the tree and I’ll be crushed to death! Help!”
CHAPTER XXX
THE ROUND-UP—CONCLUSION
“Somebody’s in trouble! We’ll have to see if we can’t help him!”
“Beware! It may be one of the Davenport crowd.”
“That may be true, but we can’t let him die. Come on.”
Another flash of lightning lit up the scene, and by this the Rover boys saw where a tall tree of the mountainside had been broken off. The top hung down over some sharp rocks and under several limbs rested the form of a man, held down so that he could do little but kick frantically with one leg.