The Young Firemen of Lakeville; Or, Herbert Dare's Pluck

by Frank V. Webster

  CHAPTER V

  BUYING THE ENGINE

  This announcement served like a dash of cold water to the boys. Theyhad been quite enthusiastic over Cole's plan, but Bert's words madethem realize that it was one thing to say what they would do, andanother to accomplish it.

  "I--I guess we'll have to give it up," said John Boll. "It would belots of fun for us boys to have a department, but I'm afraid wecan't."

  "It wouldn't be altogether fun," said Bert, "as we'd have to work hardto put out fires. But I don't know that we'll have to give up theplan. I wanted to talk to you fellows, and see how you felt about it.Perhaps we can raise the money."

  "How?" asked Vincent.

  "Well, we could give some sort of an entertainment, get up a ballgame, and charge admission, and we boys can make some cash doing oddjobs, and put that in the treasury."

  "I believe the folks in this town are too mean to come to a show or aball game, even if it was to help buy an engine, and a second-hand oneat that," declared John.

  "We'll give 'em the chance," replied Bert. "But, fellows, what do youthink of the plan?"

  "What plan is it?" asked a new voice, and the boys looked up to seeTom Donnell.

  "We're going to have a fire department," declared Cole, and heproceeded to tell what they were discussing.

  Tom was enthusiastic over it, as, indeed, were all the boys. Severalother lads came along, until there was quite a crowd of them, and Bertwas kept busy explaining his scheme.

  From his butcher shop near by, Moses Sagger looked at the knot ofearnestly talking lads. To him that meant but one thing.

  "Them boys is hatching some mischief," he said to his helper. "They'regoing to play some trick, I'll bet an apple."

  "And I guess it's a rotten apple at that," thought Sidney Balder, whoworked for Mr. Sagger. "He's too mean to bet a good apple."

  "Better keep your eyes open for them boys," went on the butcher."They'll tip over one of my barrels of potatoes outside, or throw mudin on my floor, or something. Guess you'd better bring in all thestuff from outside, until they go away."

  "I don't believe they'll touch anything, Mr. Sagger," declared Sidney,who did not fancy having to bring in all the boxes and barrels from infront of the shop, and take them out again.

  "Yes, they will! I know boys! They're always playing tricks. Bring thethings in."

  So Sidney had to do it, laboring hard, and all to no purpose, for nosooner had he brought the produce in, than Bert and his chums passedon down the street, not bestowing so much as a glance at the butchershop. They were too occupied thinking of the prospective firedepartment.

  "There, I'm glad they're gone," said Mr. Sagger. "They made me nervousstanding there. Put the things out again, Sid."

  The boys, at Cole's suggestion, had adjourned to his barn. He had adouble object in inviting them. He wanted to have a comfortable placeto sit down, while they talked the matter over, and he wanted todemonstrate his improved force-pump.

  This pump was the pride of Cole's heart. He had made it out of partsof several old pumps, and, to give him credit, it did throw quite astream, when the handle was vigorously worked. The boys admired it tohis entire satisfaction, and even admitted that it would be of goodservice if ever Cole's house caught fire.

  "Now, let's talk business," Bert proposed. "Cole, do you know abouthow much the authorities at Jamesville would want for their oldengine?"

  "I haven't the least idea, but I should think they'd sell it cheap."

  "Do you know whether they will sell it?" asked Tom.

  "No, not for sure, but I should think they would."

  "We can't go by that," declared Bert. "We've got to find out forsure."

  "I move that Bert and Cole be a committee to go over to Jamesville,and see if they can buy the engine," sang out Vincent. "That'll startthings going."

  "Why, we haven't got our fire department yet," objected CharlieRupert.

  "What's the good of a department if you haven't got an engine?"replied Tom Donnell. "I'm in favor of that motion."

  "So am I!" cried a number of the boys.

  "We haven't regularly organized," said Bert, who was rather pleased atthe enthusiasm of his chums, "but I'll be willing to go over toJamesville and see what we can do. Cole can look at the pumps, and seeif they will work well."

  "Yes, they can't fool me on pumps," declared the owner of the improvedforcing apparatus on the family cistern.

  Thus it was decided, though there was enough more talk about it tofill several books the size of this one. Bert and Cole promised to goover to Jamesville the next day, and report back to their chums, inCole's barn, the following night. Jamesville was a village about fivemiles from Lakeville, but more progressive in every way than itsneighbor.

  Bert and Cole made the trip the next day. They inquired at theJamesville post-office as to whom they might approach in the matter ofbuying the second-hand engine, and were referred to the chief of thesmall fire department.

  That individual received the boys cordially. He was a man muchinterested in fighting fires, and he was justly proud of the newchemical engine the town had purchased.

  "Will they see the old engine?" asked Bert anxiously, after they hadbeen shown the new one.

  "Yes, the town committee voted to dispose of her to anybody that wantsher."

  "How much?" And at the question the hearts of the boys beat anxiously.

  "Sixty dollars, and it's very cheap. It cost three hundred when new.It's got double-acting pumps, and there's two hundred feet of goodhose. It's dirt cheap."

  It was. Cole, who knew something of machinery, admitted this, and Berthad hardly hoped to get anything in the shape of an engine for lessthan seventy-five dollars.

  "Do you boys want to buy it?" asked the chief, for Bert had told himthe object of their visit.

  "We did, but we haven't the money. Could the engine be held for us,for a few weeks?"

  The chief looked thoughtful. Then he told the boys he hardly believedthis was possible, as it was not certain they could raise the cash,and, in the meantime, a sale to some other party might be lost.

  But the chief sympathized with the boys. He took them around to thechairman of the town committee, and the result of the visit was thatthe official agreed to hold the engine for a week for the Lakevilleboys. If they could raise twenty dollars by that time they could takethe engine, and agree to pay the rest in installments.

  Bert and Cole talked the matter over. They thought this was possible,and they agreed to it. The result was they hurried back to Lakeville,with a written option on the engine, good for one week.

  Their chums were hastily summoned, the matter talked over, and theboys went down in their pockets for whatever small sums they had savedup. The total was only eight dollars, but Bert proposed that they getup an exhibition ball game and charge admission.

  This was done, and, by hard work, doing all the odd jobs they couldfind, the boys just managed to raise the twenty dollars, having madeseven at the ball game.

  "Let's get right over to Jamesville, the first thing in the morning,"proposed Cole, after the contest was over and he and Bert werecounting up the proceeds. "Maybe they'll sell it to some one else."

  "Our time isn't up for two days."

  "I know; but they might forget. Well start early."

  They did, and before noon had completed arrangements, paid the twentydollars, signed an agreement to pay forty more, and were told theycould take the engine.