Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1889-10-01
FACING THE FIRE.
rarev,s self-Sacrifice and TIA
Reward.

ni,Is that's always wee2in'. She
I'D the fire would catch US.
as though couldn't take care OF
GIRL" Tom was ten and Dell
en and he domineered over her IN
not aggravating name :. but she
sa,t stand that and turned on him,
inning her foot passionately.
sTom Earle, you're the awfullest
), sbber. You know wasn't afraid
~ but oh. Janey," turning her
woe-begone little face to the
~ sister, dolly went over to the
,avine. and | most know she will
b,,r,ed up cause she is SO poky.
w.s the best friend | had, and |
med ber just dreadful this morning
,se she wouldn't give me the big
niece of candy. O-oo-ve if Dolly
IN die too; | know | will. and
vino her face in Janey's damp dress
vailed in a most dolorous fashion.
Come, Dell, dry your eyes. I'll
Won and Tom home and then go
ar Dolly. Here, Tom, put Dell on
front OF me and you climb on be.
IA Brete won't like it, but guess
Il have to stand it. What pc ssessed
llv to 90 home by the ravinep It's
bile out of her way
1--WE didn't want her to go that way,
she said there was nest OF cot
tails down there and she wanted to
IL them bome,' sobbed Dell.
The hateful little city firt. broke
Tom. Il was going with her to
rry EN- home if she'd go havers,
she said she didn't like to go
HI barefooted boys. And | told
she didn't hat to. / don't care
him for girls, no how" he added de-
nty.
Janey was too busy with her thoughts
answer. and the sure-footed B etc
on took them home, where Mrs
lie gathered the children to her
art with an inward prayer OF thanks
Wing.
fancy only paused long enough to
b the blanket once again in the
bueh, then spreading it full length
er Brete she jumped on his lack
d called to Tom TO bring her the
her.
t'What in the dickins are you going
do now. Jane9n asked the irrepress-
h. obayal hon nr1ar
II am going after Dolly Lands. "
clancy, daughter" said the mother.
emllously, putting out restraining
Ind.
mo. mother" said Janey. decided
II must go. just think, it might
I've been Dell, you know; | won't be
much danger. If the fire comes too
ose | have my wet blankets, and if
b. surrounded | can cover up in them
BID turn Brete loose. | have my
Matches to use in case | can"
4 As she rode away she felt the wind
hanging, thus bringing the fire more
4rectly to the ravine, towards which
BE was speeding, and at the same
me menacing the little home. She
toked back just once and the fleeting
Himpse was never forgotten. The
pn like a great yellow ball lazily
iding down the western sky. was
boding the prai lie and far-distant
ils in mellow light. Away to the
birth the trees on Ash creek stood
III greer and tall, and east of them
~ the hlackened prairie over which
Pc flames had just swept; behind her
" the little farm with its broad
ores of ripened corn. while just be-
pre- he, each moment lessening the
fstance, leaped and roared the prai-
&e fire, writing and twisting through
Pc taller grass like so many fiery
frpents. Between it and her lay the
I'D Santa Fe trail, grass-grown now
nd weak barrier to such an element
Night as it was it mattered not to her,
pr she had to cross it TO reach the ra-
line
n Setting her teeth hard, she urged
erete on, crossing the trail and head
ng for the ravine, which was only a
ew rods away. The fire was peril
&'sly near, but just before her she
hw the small figure of child
Grambling over the bank and knew it
Has Dolly. b etc was snorting and
most unmanageable from fear. and
2pst on the edge of the ravine a blaz
mg tumble weed borne on the wind
Rll in front of him. He gave a
frightened plunge, which sent both
aorse and rider rolling to the bottom
d the deep gully. Half stunned by
We lall, Janey attempted to rise, but
pund it impossible because of the
|Raln IN her ankle. At her side lay
Me faithful pony, his head doubled
Ander him and neck broken. Dolly,
#lth he dinner-basket held tight in
~ hand' was half rolling. half slid
hg down the bank after her.
& oh, Miss Janey, l was so afraid
IHpmebody wouldn't come and my rab-
l's would get burned; just see EN-, y
No. d awing aside the napkin. she
moved Janey three little cotton-tails
es'llng in the tiny basket. "You'lI
PIKE care OF us now, won't you, Miss
ahey? she asked, confdingly. as she
&ut the napkin ca nefully back.
3 Dear child, y returned Janey, ten.
Fly IN an agony of pain and grie
II hef dead pony. I'm do my best
soa' put you must do just as tel
ou' Can you unbuckle Brete's
firthp"
m fraid to; he's so dead"