“Fellows! I can’t stand this!” exclaimed Andy Blair, with sudden energy. “That big brute is a coward! Are you with me?”
“We sure are!” came in an energetic chorus from the others.
“Then come on!” cried Andy, and with a short run he cleared the fence and dashed up toward the farmer, who was still lashing away with the horse-whip.
CHAPTER II
GOOD SAMARITANS
“Here! Quit that!” exclaimed Andy, panting a bit from his exertion. “Drop that whip!”
The farmer wheeled around, for Andy had come up behind him. Surprise and anger showed plainly on the man’s flushed face, and blazed from his blood-shot eyes.
“Wha—what!” he stammered in amazement.