“Of course there’s a house somewhere near,” said Hiram, as they started from the spot.
“Yes, look there—a light!” cried Dave.
What looked like a candle or lamp in a window showed at a little distance. The young adventurers hurried along with a good deal of satisfaction.
They finally reached a roomy log cabin with a barn behind it. As they passed around the house they were unable to discover anybody about the premises. They knocked and then hammered at the front door. There was no response, and Hiram shouted, but no one appeared. Walking around the house, they could see through the uncurtained windows into every room.
“There’s no one in the house, it seems,” said the young aviator.
“Probably gone to some neighbor’s,” suggested Hiram.
“What is that?” suddenly exclaimed Dave.
Towards the southeast a growing glare showed in the sky. It increased in brightness each moment.
“It’s a fire!” declared Dave.
“I think so, too. Let’s run for it,” spoke Hiram.