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"One of the men threw a match down to-day, after lighting his cigarette, and it seemed like magic the way the fire flashed up. He had to be quick to jump on it before the breeze carried it along." Mr. Mabie frowned. "I won't ask you which man it was, Frank; but I must warn them again to be more than ordinarily careful about throwing matches around and leaving a fire burning anywhere in the woods.
Did he come to life again, and run away?" said poor Bluff, in despair, looking at the tail, which he had thrust into his belt. "Talk to me about your dreamers!" muttered Jerry, shrugging his shoulders. "But I tell you it was so!" asserted Bluff, firing up. "The boy is right," said Mr. Mabie, as he stepped forward and fastened his eyes upon the ground.
Hamilton Mabie once said, after his retirement from an active editorial position: "I am so happy that the time has come when I elect what I shall do," which is true; but then he added: "I have rubbed out the word 'must' from my vocabulary," which was not true. No man ever reaches that point. Duty of some sort confronts a man in business or out of business, and duty spells "must."
In nearby Nineteenth Street is still standing No. 35, a house where Horace Greeley lived, with William Allen Butler, the author of Nothing to Wear, for a next-door neighbor. Three blocks farther on is the big office building where Dr. Josiah Strong wrote most of Our Country, and where Hamilton W. Mabie has a study in the editorial rooms of The Outlook.
Mabie to the young driver, "let me make you acquainted with some good fellows about your own age," and he introduced them one after another. Frank saw that the cowboy was well named, for he had quite a fiery thatch; but his freckled face seemed one of the sort that invited confidence, and Frank believed he would like the other right well.
He was as white as a ghost, but a fire shone in his eyes telling of the spirit that had finally been aroused there. Jerry would soon have to look to his laurels now. Mr. Mabie laughed as he patted Bluff on the back. "I reckon it is, youngster; but you took big chances that time. I'd advise you to slow up a bit in the future, when shooting in the dark.
He began collecting dry wood and all manner of material calculated to make a big smoke. The boys knew something about such a scheme themselves, and were deeply interested. Mr. Mabie insisted that each one seek an asylum in the branches of a tree that commanded the black cleft.
Mabie says. It's just rising right before our eyes!" "Then they'll have to change the camp, because by this time the water must be up to where the tents were pitched. Why, see there, Frank! Isn't that water over yonder, too, on the right of us?" asked Bluff, pointing through the woods. "As sure as you live, and rushing madly on, too.
Jerry afterward declared that Frank presented all the appearance of a fly plastered against a wall; but it might have been noticed that he was the first one to reach the edge of the platform and breathe encouraging words to his endangered chum. Mr. Mabie knew what would be needed before he made the first movement. "Bring your rope, Reddy!" he shouted, and the agile cowboy had obeyed.
Mabie," was Frank's suggestion. "Count me in that," echoed Jerry. "And I'm just wild to print a few of the remarkable pictures I've made up here, which I can't do until we get back to the house; so I'm only too willing to say yes to the proposition," put in Will. "And I'm just as happy one place as the other, so long as the cook doesn't strike, or put us on short rations," added Bluff.
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