The Washington herald., 1914-03-01
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the eats from acr Hanus aho KISSES hei,
she runs over to me and begins to say
nice things, so ! kissed her on her n@e,
leave i'm alonel' jimmie yeils 10
the kid. Hes in bad"
She pulled back from me, and / beat
it to Mamie's stan and got comfortable
between Mamie's bind legs. knew she
wouIdn,, bulge as long as ! was there,
SO / moved up after little while to
her front legs. She reached down and
nosed me and told me things would be
all right after bit There's lots Of
fine human beings, but there amt any
born yet that is as good friend to a
fire dog as fire horse Is.
tucked down close TO Mamie's left
hooi and listened
What's the matter with Smoke l
heard Ellen ask her daddy.
Violating the rules and regulations
again." he said. 4 had to beat him
this morning, ind III beat him every
time he does it
Ellen looked like she was going to
cry, but her old man didn't notice it,
as he was swallowing can OF hot soup.
1t smelled good.
81 brought him two bones, Pop" says
Ellen, after watching her old man get
around the cats.
That's all right" says Jimmie.
leave them with me-
Ellen began to whimper, and so l
whimpered, and Mamie got uneasy and
kicked the side OF the stall an awful
walIop.
1t looked like we was all in bad. The
only thing we had to be thankful for
was the weather! The engine-house
doors were wide open, and nice cool
breeze swept through the stalls.
Bing!
The chain in front of Mamie dropped
he gong was sounding our call on
i,;rd alarm, and the men came shoot
ing down the brass POLE like lightning,
one on top OF. the other.
Jimmie grabbed Ellen and tossed her
in a corner as he dropped his eats.
Mamie was under the harness, in the
center, in one half-second, her collar
snapped tight, and she ready to make
the big lunge that would start us all
off, Prince, just as white as she was,
and Togo, looking like a snow horse,
flanked her and began slapping the floor
with their iron shoes to get the right
feel of it for the start.
Number Sixty-four is the heaviest
steamer in the department, and there
amt anything in New York can touch
our team, Prince On the left, Mamie in
the middle, and Togo on the right.
The second alarm had sounded twen-
ty minutes before, and when the third
came to call us out we knew that there
was some fire to. fight, and that it had
the goats of thescompanies already on
the job. The fire was down in the oil
and-paint section below the old Brook
lyn Bridge. If it was a paint-hcuse
that meant sore eyes for everybody,
fremen, horses, cops. and dogs. Paint
smoke cuts like a knife, and the more
water you pour on bursting barrels and
cans the more hell comes from them.
Jimnie's kid was safe in the corner,
end stood there without fdgeting. There
amt any hreman's little girl afraid of
the noise and the rush when we make
the start. Jimmie was up in the driv-
cr's seat with the reins in his hands,
and leaning over Manlie's big white
back.
/ ran out and cleared the way for
the steamer. / whooped it up as loud
as 1 could, and started the Fulton
street peddlers running for cover. II
nipped one of the slow ones on the
heel, and he hollered All the truck
drivers heard me and pulled in to the
curbs; and that part of my job was
done, and done right. All my people
were in the fire department, and my
Grandmother Blaze had a reputation
when she passed in, believe me. Her
picture hangs OH the wall in the COM
missioner's Office at headquarters.
We had down grade on Fulton