“We’re going to pile all the dirt we can on the levee,” said the man, who appeared to be in charge. “It’s going to be an all-night job.”
“Then let us help!” begged Mr. Ringold. “We’ve got to tie up here over night, and our safety, as well as yours, will depend on it. Let us help.”
“Sure!” cried Joe and Blake, and Mr. Piper nodded his assent also.
“Well, we need all the help we can get,” spoke the man on the bank. “Of course the colored men will do the rough work, bringing up the dirt in barrows, and bags, but they need to be directed. You can help at that.”
And then ensued anxious hours. The work of strengthening the levee, to keep the river away from the town, began at once, and was kept up all night, by the light of flaring torches.
CHAPTER X
OFF AGAIN
“More dirt over here!”
“Come on now, boys! Lively’s the word!”
“Hustle along!”
“Is she rising any more?”