"How about-----" began Giant, when he stopped short, to gaze at
a man who was running down the road at top speed. "Hullo, Mr.
Harrison!" he called. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Goin' to the fire!" was the puffed-out answer.

"Fire?" ejaculated all of the boys, leaping to their feet. "Where?"

"Down the river. Reckon it's the Barnaby mill," and the man went
on his way.

The boys gazed down the river and saw a thick volume of smoke
rolling skyward. Men and boys were running toward it from every
direction.

"It's the mill, as sure as fate!" cried Snap. "Come on, I'm going
to the fire, fellows!" And away he started.

"Isn't that the mill in which your father owns an interest?" asked
Whopper.

"Yes; he owns a third share," answered Snap.




CHAPTER II

THE FIRE AT THE SAW MILL