CHAPTER XXIX.
"HELP! HELP!"
The belief that they were close upon the bear threw the boys into a flutter of excitement, and they walked slowly as they approached the tree, up which the hound was barking.
As has been stated, it was what was known as the red oak, very large, with branching limbs at no great distance from the ground.
"I see him!—I see him!" whispered Herbert, just as he caught his foot in a root and pitched forward.
"Where?"
Herbert picked up his hat, muttered something impatient, and then looked upward again, and found he was mistaken.
"I thought that big knot up there was the bear," replied the city youth, in meeker tones.