He
told us to look out for trouble, and he appears to be making it for us."
"The precious rascal; he might have broken all our necks."
"That's true, if we'd been hitting up high speed."
"How are we going to get out of this?"
Peggy asked the question just as the man who had been driving the cattle
came running up.
"What's the trouble?" he asked, gazing at the odd scene.
"You can see for yourself," rejoined Roy; "some rascals dug a trench
across the road so as to wreck our machine if possible."
"Humph! So I see," was the rejoinder; "how be you goin' ter git out of
thar?"
"That's a problem. If we could get a team of horses----" The man
interrupted Roy, who was acting as spokesman.
"Tell you what, two of my cattle back thar are plow oxen. I'll go back
to ther farm, git their yokes on 'em and yank you out of here. That is
pervidin' you pay me, uv course."
"Don't worry about that. We're willing to pay anything in reason."
"All right, then, I'll hook up Jeb and Jewel."
The man walked back toward his cattle, which were contentedly browsing
at the side of the road.
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