Hundreds stood about, their faces fully illumined by the big glow.
"It's going to be a great one," Ted called to Dick, as the latter came toward him.
"Finest bonfire I've ever seen," Prescott answered.
"But---" began Teall, a puzzled look on his face.

Then---sniff! sniff! "Queer stuff, that! What a stuffing smoke it makes.
I wonder what it is that burns with such a sharp smell ?" "It must be pitch," replied Dick Prescott, also sniffing.

"Whew! How sharp it is!" Ted began to sneeze.

Dick followed suit.

Presently all of the boys who were standing at all near the blazing pile found themselves sneezing, coughing or sputtering at a great rate.