And then Bert
and Nan added their voices to the shout which came from they knew not
whom.
"Oh, Flossie! Run! Run!" cried Nan.
"Come here, Freddie! Come here!" yelled Bert.
The two small children did not really know they were in danger. There
was so much to see in the woods, and they were so interested in
watching the big tree fall, that they did not know it might fall right
on them and crush them.
"Oh, what shall we do? What shall we do?" sobbed Nan, for she was
crying now, for fear her little brother and sister would be hurt.
"I'll get 'em!" exclaimed Bert.
He started to run toward Flossie and Freddie, but he never could have
reached them in time to snatch them out of the way of the falling
tree.
However, there was some one else in the forest who knew just what to
do and when to do it. There was another cry from some unseen man.
"Stand still! Don't move!" he shouted.
Then there was a crackling in the underbrush, and some one rushed out
at Flossie and Freddie, who were standing under the tree looking up at
the tottering trunk which was slowly falling toward them.
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