CHAPTER VIII
CHARGED BY A BULL
The first thing the boys noticed was the fact that two of the great beasts had gone down in answer to their shots. The camp was likely to have an abundance of fresh meat that night at least.
“‘RUN FOR THE TREES, ROGER!’ SHOUTED DICK”
Then another thing drew their attention.
“Look at the bull!” cried Roger suddenly, as he noticed that the guardian of the herd was plunging in their direction as though bent on seeking a prompt revenge for the loss of his charges.
The predicament of the boys was not at all to their liking. Without a bullet in their guns, and with a maddened bull bearing down upon them at full speed, unless they made a rapid retreat to the timber they were in danger of being gored and trampled by the horns and hoofs of the beast.
“Run for the trees, Roger!” shouted Dick, as he himself turned and made for the timber.