. The Ladies' home journal. part way around the grip. Now thesouth wind fanned the flames, and from allthe upper side of the pistol barrel the firebegan to advance. The boys for the first time felt outsmarted us! said one of them. Slugger cursed violently to cover up hisdefeat. For a moment he hesitated. Eitherhe could fall back well up-canyon and try tobuild a line across the advance of the fire, or>m his established line, he could hangon the flanks of the fire, keeping it frombroadening, hoping to work ahead graduallyand pinch it off. Early in the morning hewould undoubtedly
. The Ladies' home journal. part way around the grip. Now thesouth wind fanned the flames, and from allthe upper side of the pistol barrel the firebegan to advance. The boys for the first time felt outsmarted us! said one of them. Slugger cursed violently to cover up hisdefeat. For a moment he hesitated. Eitherhe could fall back well up-canyon and try tobuild a line across the advance of the fire, or>m his established line, he could hangon the flanks of the fire, keeping it frombroadening, hoping to work ahead graduallyand pinch it off. Early in the morning hewould undoubtedly have chosen the bolderstrategy. Now he chose the safer. Well flank her, boys! This windll diepretty soon! He added the rallying cry ofthe hard-pressed commander: Theyll^begettin reinforcements to us pretty soon! Sure! said the boys. Reinforcements!We cant fight this fire all by ourselves! he was at the top of the fire when thewind changed, Slugger was a long way from Y forfabricquality N ^^J_ oo0/o >fjOOV Y\ C* \v. *fc°.
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