"We had better sound an alarm!" "Andy, go back to the school and tell the others, teachers and all," ordered the young major.

"Captain Putnam will know what to do.

Pepper, you and I had better try to throw dirt and stones on the barrels.

That will keep down the flames a little." The acrobatic youth set off on a sprint in the direction of Putnam Hall.
While he was gone the others did their best to subdue the rapidly-increasing conflagration.

It was hot work, and soon the perspiration was pouring down their faces.
"It's no use!" panted Pepper, when the wind sent a sudden eddy of black smoke in his face.
"It would take a regular fire department to put out that blaze!" "Maybe Captain Putnam will send out the bucket brigade," answered his chum.
The wind was steadily increasing, and as it whirled around it sent the sparks flying in all directions.