The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1898-03-12
OUT OF THE FIRE.
One Horse That Was Not Panic Stricken
When His Master Went to Rescue Him.

One Horse That Was Not Panic Stricken
When His Master Went to Rescue Him.
The common belief that horses in a
burning building are always panic
stricken and refractory, not recognizing
their friends and refusing obedience to
those who would rescue them, is not
strictly true, as is proved by an incident
related by a Companion contributor.
The governor had fine black driving
horse called Dexter. Although strong
aud spirited, Dexter was docile and obe-
lient and was petted and made much
Of by his master. AS the governor kept
no other horse, Dexter had the stable
all to himself, with a clean stall and
full manger.
The stable was near the house, and in
addition to Dexter's stall and harness
loom contained large carriage room,
an oat bin and haymow over the stall.
One night, when the family and the
servants were away from home and the
governor was in the house alone, he
was awakened by an ominous cracking
and bright glare on his chamber win
dow, and before he could collect his
sleepy wits he was startled by cry I'M
like any sound he had ever heard. As he
sprang out of bed the cry came again,
and fastening to the window he learned
the cause. The stable was all ablaze,
and out of the smoke and flames Dexter
was calling his master to his rescue.
Pausing only to don coat and slippers,
the governor rushed out. The outside
door of the stable leading into the stall
was already blocked by the flames, and
the only entrance to be had was through
the carriage room. the harness room and
a narrow entry leading past the cat bin.
These rooms were on fire overhead and
burning wisps of hay and shingles were
raining down in showers.
Blinded by smoke, the governor STUN
bled along the roundabout way and,
reaching the stall sooner than he expect
ed, fell headlong down the steps against
the excited animal, who was vainly
Juggling at his halter. Thinking some
new danger threatened him, Dexter
gave a mighty kick that sent his master
sprawling and famed him for a month.
"Whoa, Dextr" shouted the gcs ern-
or. Don't you know me, sir? Steady
now, old fellow, and we'll get out of
this "
Recognizing his master voice, Dex-
ter turned his head toward the PROSTATE
man and uttered a coaxing whinny quite
unlike his previous loud cries of alarm.
Knowing he need fear no more kicks,
the governor crept up and cut the halter
and, calling Dexter to follow him,
limped blindly through the smoke filled
entry and tho two blazing rooms be-
You'd, and close after him went Dexter.
his nose pressed against his masters
shoulder, man and horse reaching the
safe outer air together.
ut was Dexter's obedience that saved
him." said the governor. Il could not
lead him, and had he shown the least
obstinacy or any less readiness to fol-
low at a word through all that round
about, unaccustomed way ] must have
left him to perish in the flames, but he
followed like well trained soldier, and
we escaped from our burning, fiery
furnace almost as safely as Shadrach,
Meshach and Abednego did from
theirs. Youths Companion.
Its SO seldom said Uncle Eben,
dat man jes' puhceeds along, tryin
ter do is homes duty, dat when he does