CHAPTER IV
BLIND FOR LIFE
Bart's first thought was of his father. He instantly leaped from the
platform.
As he did so there was a violent explosion in the storage room, the
sashes were blown from place outright, and Bart dodged to escape a
shower of glass.
He was fairly appalled at the suddenness with which the flames enveloped
the interior, for they shot up in every direction, and the partition
dividing the shed appeared blown from place.
Rockets were fizzing, giant crackers exploding by the pack, and colored
chemicals sending out a varied glow.
Bart dashed for the front--a muffled cry caused him to hurry his speed.
His father had uttered the cry.
Dazed by the light, his eyes filled with smarting particles of burned
powder, Bart suddenly came in violent contact with a human form just as
he turned the corner of the shed.
Both nearly upset in the collision. At first Bart fancied it might be
one of the burglars, but peering closer he recognized the friendly
roustabout.
"Told you so!" gasped the latter in a desperate fluster. "Fire--I'll
help you."
"Yes, quick! run," breathed Bart, rushing ahead, "My father's in that
burning building!"
Bart was thrilled.
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