to the river. It was someone trying to stop a team of horses, attached to a sleigh and, to judge by the noise, the animals were running away.
"Whoa! Whoa there!" cried the driver. An instant later the team dashed from the road and came straight for the river, the driver trying in vain to stop them.
"It's Sandy Merton!" exclaimed Bart.
Before the boys could say any more the horses had run out on the ice of the river, near the chums. Fortunately it was thick enough to bear the weight of the animals or it might have proved a disastrous runaway. As it was, Sandy, in trying to stop the horses, lost one rein. He pulled sharply on the other and the steeds, obeying it, turned quickly to the left. In an instant the sleigh, with its load of feed, in bags, was overturned on the ice and Sandy was spilled out.
"Quick! Grab the horses!" cried Bart, and the chums were soon at the bridles. But the animals appeared satisfied with the damage they had done, and stood still. Sandy picked himself up, for he was not hurt, and came to the heads of the horses. He looked at the overturned sleigh, with the bags of feed scattered on the ice, and murmured:
"I'll catch it for this."
