It was Constable Stickler's voice.

"Fire! Fire!" he yelled. "Kimball's haystack is on fire! Turn out the
brigade!"

It was a quiet evening, and his voice carried a long distance. The
boys heard it plainly.

"Come on, fellows!" cried Bert. "Here's our chance! The engine is in
good working order, and we'll have our first run!"




CHAPTER VII

BERT SAVES A TRAMP


The boys needed no further call. With whoops and yells they began to
haul the engine rapidly in the direction of the fire, the reflection
of which could already be seen.

"Come on!" cried Mr. Sagger, to several of the bucket brigade. "We
must put out the fire. Come on, men!"

He caught up his bucket from the corner where he kept it. Other
villagers did likewise, and soon there was quite a throng headed for
the burning haystack.