The Boy Inventors' Radio Telephone by Richard Bonner
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"Y-y-y-y-yes," came up in feeble, stuttering tones. "I'm almost
frozen. I'm hanging above the water but I can't hold on much longer. The bag of specimens is too heavy." "Throw it away," urged Jack. "N-n-n-not for worlds," was the reply. "I was looking for another rare bit of quartz when I fell in here." "I'll run to the car," said Jack, who had made out that the well was not very deep. "Fortunately, we've got a rope and tackle in there. Hold on, professor, we'll soon have you out." He hurriedly explained the situation to the others and ran at top speed to the car, in which the boys--like most careful motorists, who never know when such a piece of apparatus may come in useful for hauling a car out of mud or sand, for instance, or for towing an unlucky autoist home--had a block and tackle stowed. He was soon back, and the rope was lowered to the professor, who made it fast under his arms. Then, aided by the husky muscles of the farm hands, they soon drew him to the surface. But his weight was materially added to by the stones, and it was no light task to rescue him, dripping and shivering, from the dark, cold shaft. He explained that soon after they had gone some men came up and drove the bull away. But they had seen the gap in the stone wall first. "They were positively violent," declared the professor, "and said that they'd have the man who did it arrested if they could find him. Under |
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