Harry started off on a run, and Danny, still up the tree, wondered what plan was afoot. The bully had been out for a walk when he saw Bert and the others coming up the hill. He quickly climbed the tree in order to throw snowballs at them.
When Harry came back with the hatchet Bert once more called to Danny.
"Are you coming down and fight fair? I give you my promise that only one of us will tackle you at a time. You can have your choice."
"I'm not coming down!" cried Danny.
"Chop away, Harry!" called Bert. "I guess I can pepper him with a few snowballs if he tries to throw any at you."
The tree trunk was not very thick, and the hatchet was fairly sharp. In a little while the tree began swaying.
"I say now, stop that!" cried Danny, trying to get a better hold in the branches.
"Better come down before you fall," suggested Bert, who had a pile of snowballs ready.
The tree swayed more and more. Bert and Harry knew that even if Danny fell with it
