"Turn this way!" called out Sam. "It's your one hope!"
"Let me have that rope you are carrying, Tom," said Dick, and having received the article, he threw one end to Hans, who was still floundering around. "Catch hold, Hans, and I'll haul you over!"
As the rope fell across the German youth's body, he caught it tightly in both hands, and, as Dick, Tom and Sam pulled with might and main, he fairly slid on his breast to where they were standing.
"Mine gracious, dot vos somedings awful!" he exclaimed. "It vos so sticky like molasses alretty!"
"Now, we must help the others," said Dick.
"Songbird is out," exclaimed Sam.
The rope was thrown to Fred, and with a great tug he was finally brought out of the ooze.
"Nearly took my hand off," he declared. "But I don't care—anything is better than to be stuck in such a spot as that."
The horses were still floundering desperately, and it was little that they could do for the beasts. One went in one direction and the others in another, but at last all appeared to be safe, although covered with the sticky mud and slime.
"That's an adventure I didn't bargain for," was
