Sugar Creek Gang Set Books 1-6 by Paul Hutchens

Author:Paul Hutchens [Hutchens, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-8024-8193-1
Publisher: Moody Publishers
Published: 1997-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

2

I tell you, it’s a funny feeling, riding on the top of a hog house in flood waters. I guess we weren’t moving nearly as fast as we thought we were, but we were moving around in little circles, doing whatever the water wanted us to.

If we hadn’t been so scared, it would have been funny, because coming right along behind us was Little Jim’s mom’s big washtub with that little white-faced, blue-and-white kitten sitting in it and looking even more scared than we felt.

Well, I’d heard of boys tying tin cans to a cat’s tail, but I’d never heard of a washtub with a cat in it being tied to a boy’s leg. For some reason it didn’t seem very funny at the time, especially when I saw Little Jim’s face and thought, What if we do drown! What if we never see our parents again or any of the gang!

And all the time we were drifting out across the field, getting nearer and nearer to the main part of Sugar Creek, where he was madder than a nestful of bumblebees. We weren’t drifting straight toward the bridge, though, but toward the road, which was up on a high embankment. It looked as if we would bump into the bank first and then follow the current along the edge until it got to the bridge.

And there, unless something stopped us, the fierce brown current would grab us and whirl us under the bridge. We’d come out on the other side, right in the worst part of the creek, and go lickety-sizzle straight toward the big island down below the bridge, where there were some tall trees. Maybe we’d bump into one of them and be stopped and could catch hold of a branch and climb up into a tree.

“Look!” Little Jim cried. “There’s somebody running down the road!”

Sure enough there was, and it was Circus, our acrobat. He was running and yelling and waving his arms and trying to get to the place where we were going to hit the bank before we did. I guess a million thoughts started wrestling around in my head.

And then I saw a telephone pole at the foot of the embankment, and I knew what Circus was hollering about. And then there he was out in the water, swimming toward that telephone pole. It was a race between him and us, but he got there first and wrapped his legs around the pole just the way he does around a tree when he’s climbing one.

And just that second we went racing past, with the cat in the tub swishing along behind us.

You should have seen Circus’s right foot shoot out like an octopus’s tentacle grabbing for a man. Quicker’n a flash he’d wrapped it around the rope that was fastened to the tub on one end and to my leg on the other.

Before I knew what was happening, I was jerked loose from the roof of the hog house and from Little Jim and was out in the water.

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