CHAPTER V 

THE BOYS AND A BULL 

"Wonder what Sam wants?" said Dave, as the shouting continued. "I guess I'll have to go and see." 

He ran over the rocks in the direction of the cries, and soon came in sight of his chum. 

"Hurry up!" cried Sam. "I want you!" 

"What is it, Sam?" questioned Dave. 

"We are going to have trouble." 

"What, have Jasniff and those others come here?" 

"No, but maybe it's just as bad, Dave. Just look toward the autos." 

Dave did as requested, and his face became a study. He was half inclined to laugh, yet, having been brought up in the country, he well knew the seriousness of the situation. 

The two automobiles stood side by side, about three yards apart. Between them was a big and angry-looking bull, tramping the ground and snorting viciously. The bull had a chain around his neck, and to the end of this was a small-sized tree stump, which the animal had evidently pulled from the ground in his endeavor to get away from his pasture. The tree stump had become entangled in the wheel of one of the automobiles, and the bull was giving vicious jerks, first one way and then another, causing the machine to "slew around" in an alarming fashion. 

"Sam, we'll have to get him out of there!" cried Dave. "If we don't he may break that wheel--or do worse." 

"I'm afraid he'll run off with the car!" gasped Sam. He was almost out of breath from running and calling. 
What is Dave afraid of?
"If we don't he may break that wheel--or do worse." 