sent many a frail limb and sapling to the ground and carried the leaves and twigs in all directions.
"I'm glad we didn't stay in the woods!" cried Darry. "We'd be in danger of falling trees."
"And lightning too," added Joe. "Oh, my! look at that!" he continued, as a blinding flash lit up the heavens. "That must have struck somewhere."
"We'll go back a little," said old Benson. "The lightning is just as bad here as it is in the woods. Wait till I get a torch."
Pine was plentiful in that locality, and soon he had a knot which was full of pitch and which burned well when a match was applied to it. With the torch in hand, he led the way further into the cave, and the boys followed with their animals.