Then he built a large fire and put lighted candles in all the windows, then took his lantern and wont out in the woods calling and looking for the boy.

Sometimes he thought he heard him, but on going where the sound came from nothing could be found.

So he looked and called all night, along the trail and all about the woods, with no success.

Mr.Mount's home was situated not far from the shore of Fitch's Lake, and the trail went along the margin, and in some places the ground was quite a boggy marsh, and the trail had been fixed up to make it passably good walking.
Next day the neighbors were notified, and asked to assist, and although they were in the midst of wheat harvest, a great many laid down the cradle and rake and went out to help search.

On the third day the whole county became excited and quite an army of searchers turned out, coming from the whole country miles around.
Mr.Filley was much excited and quite worn out an beside himself with fatigue and loss of sleep.