"I don't know about that. Say, haven't they got a pair of field
glasses here?"

"Sure!" and Songbird turned to get the article mentioned.

As rapidly as possible, Tom focused the glasses on the distant light,
and took a careful look.

"Great Scott! it's a fire-- and at Hope Seminary!" broke out the
youth. "It looks to me as if the whole place might burn down!"

"What! A fire at Hope!" cried Songbird, and his words attracted the
attention of all the others in the observatory. He, too, took a look
through the glasses, and one after another the remaining students did
the same.

"It certainly is a fire, and at the seminary, isn't it, Tom?"

Tom did not answer. He had already started to leave the building.
Straight down the hill he tore, and then up to the building where he
and the others had their rooms. He burst in on his brother like a
cyclone.

"Sam, come on, quick! There is a fire at the seminary!"

The younger Rover, who was deep in his writing, looked up, startled.

"What is that you said, Tom?"