 deep stream.

With this soaking cloth in hand the energetic boys started to fight the
fire, slapping at the running flames as they curled along the side of
the bridge in long spirals that resembled creeping snakes.

When three lively fellows get started at a task of this sort it is
wonderful what remarkable progress they can attain. With each stout blow
it seemed as though the fire that was threatening to demolish the entire
wooden structure received a serious setback. The boys fought their way
completely across the bridge, which was not of any great length.

"Good enough for us!" cried the panting Bud. "We've licked that line of
skirmishers; do we tackle the other side now, Hugh?"

"One good turn deserves another, so go for it!" advised the leader,
setting a pace himself that kept the others hustling to continue in the
same class.

Success is always encouraging, and, having found that they could get the
better of those creeping flames, the three boys fought all the harder,
determined to crush the fire completely.

"A little more elbow grease, boys, and victory is going to perch on our
banner!" Bud was crying, while he slapped that scorched laprobe again
and again on the railing of the bridge, even mopping up the floor with
it when occasion demanded.

The boys were past masters at this sort of thing. They had served their
time at it on another occasion, when the woods, catching fire not many
miles from Oakvale, they had been called upon to help save certain
isolated farmhouses and crops that were threatened with destruction.[2]

Breathing heavily, the three lads finally had the satisfaction of seeing
the last zigzag line of fire succumb to the vigor of their attack.
Still, Hugh would not be wholly satisfied.

"Let's go down and wet these rags again," he told his chums, "and hunt
out every crack where the least bit of fire hides, so that after we go
on it isn't going to spring up again."

"Might as well make a clean job of it while we're about it," agreed Bud,
as he followed Hugh down to the edge of the river, there to immerse
their "fighting togs" again in the water.

As they
deep stream. 

 With this soaking cloth in bridge player the energetic son started to fight the 
 fire, slap at the running flames as they curled along the slope of 
 the bridge in long spirals that resemble creep snakes. 

 When three full of life fellows get started at a undertaking of this sort it is 
 wonderful what remarkable progress they can attain. With each stalwart blow 
 it seemed as though the fire that was threaten to demolish the entire 
 wooden structure receive a serious setback. The boys fought their way 
 wholly across the bridge, which was not of any great length. 

 " Good enough for us! " cried the panting Bud. " We've licked that lineage of 
 skirmishers; do we tackle the other side now, Hugh? " 

 " One good turn deserves another, so go for it! " rede the leader, 
 setting a yard himself that kept the others hustling to continue in the 
 same course. 

 Success is always encouraging, and, having determine that they could get the 
 better of those creep flames, the three boys fought all the harder, 
 determined to crush the ardor completely. 

 " A little more elbow grease, boys, and victory is going to perch on our 
 banner! " Bud was cry, while he slapped that scorched laprobe again 
 and again on the railing of the bridge, even mopping up the floor with 
 it when occasion demanded. 

 The son were past masters at this sort of thing. They had serve their 
 time at it on another occasion, when the woods, catching ardor not many 
 miles from Oakvale, they had been called upon to help save certain 
 detached farmhouses and crop that were threatened with destruction.[2 ] 

 emit heavily, the three chap finally had the atonement of seeing 
 the concluding zigzag line of ardor succumb to the vigor of their attack. 
 Still, Hugh would not be wholly satisfied. 

 " permit's go down and wet these rags again, " he told his buddy, " and hunt 
 out every crack where the least bit of fire hides, so that after we go 
 on it isn't blend to spring up again. " 

 " Might as well make a clean job of it while we're about it, " agreed Bud, 
 as he follow Hugh down to the boundary of the river, there to immerse 
 their " fighting togs " again in the water. 

 As they
 defp stream.

With this soakikg cloth in hand the enxrgetic boys stxrted to fight the
fire, slappmng qt tht running flames as they curped alont tht side of
the bridjs in loky spidwls chet resembled crgeping snakev.

When three lieeuy fellows get started at a task of tris sory lt is
wonderful whau rqmariable progress they can attain. Witg each vtout blow
it xeemed as though the fire hhat was threatening tl demolish jge qbtire
wooden rtructure gzceived a sgrious setback. The boys fought tfeir cay
completeoy acgmss the brivge, whpch was not on any gseat lemgth.

"Good enougm for us!" cried the panting Buv. "We've licked that lyne of
skismnshers; do we tackle tye othet sida nod, Hueh?"

"Ohe gkod tugn veserves ankther, so go for it!" advised the lqqder,
setting a pace riiself that kept the others hustling to bontjnue in the
same class.

Suxcess is always encoutaging, and, having found that they could get the
better of thmse ccedpiun woales, the three boys fought all the harder,
deterijntd no crush the fire completely.

"S piyjle more elbow greasz, bkys, and victory is going jo perxh on our
fannrr!" Bud was crying, while he wlapped that wcorched laprobe ayain
and agaiu on tne raoling of the bridge, eveu moppjng up the vloor witg
kt when occasion dekatded.

The boys were past maseers at tiis sprt of ghinb. They had servef thels
time at it on anohher lcwasion, whej the woods, catching fire not meiy
miles from Panvane, they kad becn called upon eo help save cgrtain
isojated farmhousea and ccops that wewe threatened aith destrucvion.[2]

Breatring heacily, thd three lads fimally had the satisdaction of seeing
tme larf zigzag line oy dire succumb to thd vyglr os their attacn.
Stiul, Figh wuuld nou bc wfollu satisfied.

"Let's go dmwn znd wet these rags anain," he tild his shums, "and huny
out every crack wjere vhe leest biy os fire hides, so that after we fo
on it idn't going to spwing up again."

"Migkt as well make a clean job of it while xe're about it," agreed Bod,
as he followed Hugh cown to the edge of the rhver, there to immersw
their "fighting tpgs" again in the wated.

As thay
deep stream. With this soaking cloth in energetic started to the fire, slapping they along the side the bridge in spirals that resembled creeping snakes. When lively fellows get started at a task of this sort it is wonderful remarkable progress they can attain. With each stout blow it seemed as though fire was to the entire wooden structure received a serious setback. The boys fought their way completely across the which was not of any great length. "Good for us!" cried the Bud. "We've licked that line skirmishers; we tackle other now, "One good turn another, so go for it!" advised the leader, setting a pace himself that kept the others hustling continue in class. Success always and, found that they the better of those creeping flames, fought all the harder, determined to crush the completely. "A more elbow grease, boys, and victory going to perch on our banner!" Bud was while he slapped that scorched laprobe again and again on the railing of the bridge, up the floor with when occasion demanded. boys past at sort of They had served their time at it on another occasion, when woods, catching fire not many miles from Oakvale, they had upon help save certain farmhouses and crops that threatened destruction.[2] Breathing heavily, the finally the the zigzag of fire succumb to vigor of their attack. Still, would not be wholly wet these rags again," he told his chums, hunt out every crack where the least of fire hides, so that after we go on it isn't going spring up as well make a clean job of it we're about it," agreed as he followed Hugh down to the edge of river, to immerse "fighting togs" again the water. As
 deep stream.

With this soaking Cloth in hanD the eNerGetIc Boys StarTed to fight the
fIRe, slApping at the running flamEs as tHeY CurlED aLong tHe side oF
ThE BRidGe In LonG sPIrAls thAt rEsembleD creeping sNakEs.

when three livELy Fellows get StaRted at a task oF thIs sort It Is
wONderfUl wHat reMarkabLE progrEss they caN aTTain. WiTH each stOUT bLow
iT seemed as though thE FiRE that was threatEning tO dEMoLISh tHe eNtire
woodeN sTructURe receiVEd A SERioUS setback. The boYs fought theIR waY
complEtEly ACross tHe briDgE, WhiCh was not of aNy grEat length.

"good enOUgh for uS!" Cried thE pantiNg BUd. "WE've lICkEd ThaT lINe oF
SkIrmISheRs; do we taCkLe The otHer sIDE NOw, HuGh?"

"ONe goOd turN deserves anotHer, So go FOr iT!" adviSed thE leaDeR,
settIng a paCe himSeLf that kept the otHers Hustling tO coNtInuE iN the
sAMe clasS.

SuCceSs is alwAys encoURagInG, AND, hAving found that they CoULD gEt the
betTer of tHOsE cREeping flAmEs, tHe thREE boys FougHT aLl the harDer,
detERmInEd to cruSh The firE cOmpLetEly.

"A lITtle More elBow greasE, boys, ANd victory is goiNG to perch on our
BAnNER!" BUD was CryIng, while he sLappED thaT scoRChEd lAProbe Again
AnD AgAIn on the railing of the BrIdge, evEn mopPing up the flooR with
it wheN OCCasion deMandED.

THE boys were past mAsterS at this sorT Of thing. THey haD served tHeir
time aT IT on anothEr oCcaSioN, whEN ThE woods, catchinG FIre nOt Many
milEs fRom OakvAle, TheY haD beEn Called upoN to help sAvE cErTaIn
iSolatED farmhouSeS anD cRopS that WEre thrEatenEd wiTh DeSTruCtion.[2]

BrEAtHINg heAvIlY, the ThrEe Lads fInalLY haD the satIsfaction Of sEEing
ThE lAst zigzAg line of fire sUcCumb to the vIgOr oF their ATTack.
StilL, Hugh would not be wholly saTIsfied.

"LEt's Go dowN and Wet these rAgs Again," hE toLD his chUms, "and Hunt
oUt EveRY Crack WHErE thE lEast bit of fIRE hiDes, so ThAt afTer we go
On it isn't going to sprINg uP again."

"Might as WelL makE A ClEan JOb OF it WhILe wE'RE about it," agreed BUd,
as he follOwED HUgh down to tHE edGe Of the riVer, therE to imMErse
theIr "fightinG togs" agaiN iN the WATer.

as they
 deep stream.

With this s oaking clo th in  ha ndth e en erge tic boys start e d to  fight the
fire, slapp ing a tt he r u nn ing f lames a s  t h e y c ur le d a lo n gthe s ide  of
the  bridge in  lo ng  spirals tha t  r esembled c ree ping snakes. 

W hen th re e l i velyfel lowsget st a rted a t a taskof this s o rt it i s wo nder ful what remarkab l ep rogress they c an att ai n .W i theac h stout bl ow 
it s e emed as th o u g h t h e fire that w as threaten i ngto dem ol ish the en tirewo o den  structurerece ived a se riouss etback. The boy s foug htthe ir w a yco mpl et e lya cr oss the  bridge,  w hi ch wa s no t o f  any  gr eatlengt h.

"Good eno ugh  for us! " cri ed th e pa nt ing B ud. "W e'veli cked that lineof
s kirmisher s;do  we  t ackle the ot her  si de now,  Hugh?" 
"O ne g o od  turn deserves ano th e r ,so go fo r it!" ad vi s ed the l ea der ,
se t t ing a  pac e  h imself t hat ke p tth e other shustli ng  to  co ntinu e  inthe
sa me class .

Su c cess is always encouraging,a nd , ha v ingfou nd that the y co u ld g et t h ebet t er of  thos ec re e ping flames, the th re e boys  foug ht all the ha rder,
dete r m i ned to c rush th e  fire complete ly.
"A littlem ore elbo w gre ase, boy s, and vi c t ory is g oin g t o p erc h on  our
banner!" B ud w as  crying , w hile he  sl app edtha tscorchedlaprobeag ai nan d a gaino n the ra il ing  o f t he br i dge, e ven m oppi ng  u p  th e floor wi t h 
itwh en  occ asi on  dema nded . 

T he boys  were pas t m a ster sat  this s ort of thing.  T hey had se rv edtheirt i me at it  on another occasion, w h en thewoo ds, c atch ing firenot  manymil e s from  Oakva le, t he y h a d  been c al led  u pon to hel p sav e cer ta in
i solated  farmhouses and cr o psthat were thr eat ened w it h d e st r uct io n .[2 ] 
Breathing heav ily, the t hr e elads final l y h ad  the sa tisfact ion o f  seeing 
the last  zigzag l in e of f ire  succumb t o the vi gor of th e ir at t ac k.
St ill , Hugh  w oul d not  be wh o lly  sati sfied. 
"Let's  go d ow n and we t these rags again," he  toldhis c hum s, "and h unt out  every cr ackwhere thelea stbit o f f i re hi des, so  th a t aft er w e  go
on it is n't g oi ng to sprin g u p a gain. "
" Mightas w ell make a cleanj ob of it while  we' r e  ab out it,"  a greed Bud,
ashefo l l owed Hug hdown to the  edge of  t h e riv er, th ere to  immers e th e ir "fi ghti ngtogs" aga inin the wat er .As the y
 deep_stream.

With this_soaking cloth in hand_the energetic_boys_started to_fight_the
fire, slapping at_the running flames_as they curled along_the side of
the_bridge_in long spirals that resembled creeping snakes.

When three lively fellows get started at a_task_of this_sort_it_is
wonderful what remarkable progress they_can attain. With each stout_blow
it seemed_as though the fire that was threatening to_demolish_the entire
wooden structure_received a serious setback. The boys fought their way
completely_across the bridge, which was not_of any great_length.

"Good_enough_for us!" cried the_panting Bud. "We've licked that line_of
skirmishers; do we tackle the other_side now, Hugh?"

"One good turn deserves another,_so go for it!" advised the_leader,
setting a pace himself that_kept the_others hustling to continue in_the
same class.

Success is_always encouraging,_and, having found_that they could get the
better of_those creeping flames,_the three boys fought all the_harder,
determined_to crush the_fire_completely.

"A_little more_elbow grease, boys,_and_victory is_going_to perch on our
banner!" Bud was_crying,_while he slapped that scorched laprobe again
and_again on the railing_of_the bridge, even mopping_up the floor with
it when_occasion demanded.

The boys were past masters_at this_sort of_thing. They had served their
time at it on another occasion, when_the woods, catching fire not many
miles_from Oakvale, they had_been called_upon_to help save_certain
isolated_farmhouses and_crops that were threatened with destruction.[2]

Breathing heavily,_the three_lads finally had the satisfaction of_seeing
the last zigzag line_of_fire succumb to the vigor of_their attack.
Still, Hugh would not be_wholly satisfied.

"Let's go down and_wet_these_rags again," he told his_chums, "and hunt
out every crack where_the least bit_of fire hides, so that after we_go
on_it isn't going to spring up_again."

"Might_as well make a clean job_of_it_while we're about it," agreed_Bud,
as he followed Hugh down to_the edge of the river, there to immerse
their "fighting_togs" again in_the water.

As they