that?" and even as I spoke, Bert 

 realising what it -was, ran along 

 "Broadway," the trail that led to 

 our sleeping tents. The first tent 

 belonged to the Tevi and it was 

 on fir el 



We all rushed toward it, but were 

 checked half way by a loud report, 

 then another. 



"My God" cried Bobbie, "Stand 

 back! My box of ammunition 

 there is enough to blow up the whole 

 camp ! George, Arthur Bert, stop ! " 

 he yelled. 



Hardly knowing what to do we 

 all halted except Bert. On he kept 

 unheeding and amid a fusillade of 

 exploding cartridges from Sally's 

 shooting belt, he dashed into the 

 flaming tent, seized that box of 

 ammunition, containing several hun- 

 dred rounds, and dragged it forth 

 to safety. 



It was a splendid act of courage 

 for him, an awful moment of sus- 

 pense for us. 



George, who was checked but an 

 instant by Bobbie's entreaty, was 

 already cutting ropes and tearing 

 down the blazing canvas. A few 



