This he uncovered quickly, for he feared that his friend might suffocate.
Then he bent over Hal and listened.
Hal was breathing faintly.
Chester uttered a cry of relief and proceeded to uncover the rest of his
friend's body. This done, he set about reviving Hal, who was unconscious.
Chester rubbed Hal's hands vigorously, and was at last rewarded by
hearing Hal sigh. A moment later Hal spoke.
"What's happened?" he asked.
"Well, it looks like the world caved in on you," returned Chester.
"Fortunately, appearances are deceitful. I yanked the log loose from
above and you were buried in the dirt. Fortunately, I got you out in
time. How do you feel?"
"I don't feel very chipper," was the faint reply; "but I guess I'm
all right."
"Can you get up?"
"Don't know; I'll try."
He made the effort, and with Chester's assistance, soon stood leaning
against one side of the pit. He looked up.
"Quite a ways up there," he said. "How are we going to make it?"
"Think you can climb up on my shoulders, pull yourself out and then lend
me a hand?"
"I don't believe so. Guess I can brace myself while you climb up,
though."
"Good, we'll try it."
Once more Chester climbed to Hal's shoulder while the latter braced
himself against one wall of the pit.
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