The mare rushed down into a wide hollow. A culvert bridged a reedy slough. The affrighted beast raced across it. The stream of the animal world swept on about her. She breasted the steep ascent opposite, and Prudence was forced to draw rein. She dared not allow the horse to race up such an incline, even though the fire were within a quarter of a mile of her; she would have been mad to exhaust the faithful creature, which was now her only hope. Even the poor forest creatures, mad as they were with terror, slackened their gait.
At length the hilltop was gained, and a long descent confronted them.
Kitty showed no signs of exhaustion yet, and faced her work amidst the rush of refugees with all her original zest. Down into the valley they tore, for the worst of all perils was in pursuit.
The valley stretched away far into the distance; ahead, here, in this hollow, the air was clearer. The hill had shut off the fog of smoke for the moment The refugees now had a smooth run, and a faint glimmer of hope gladdened the heart of the girl.
Without slackening her speed, she looked back at the hill, fearing to see the ruthless flames dart up over the path which her mare"s feet had so recently trodden. But the flames had not yet reached the brow, and she sighed her satisfaction. The smoke was pouring over the tree-tops, and, circling and rolling in a tangled ma.s.s, was creeping down in her wake, but as yet there were no flames. She looked this way and that at the dark green of the endless woods, the gracious fields of bending pines. She thought of the beauty which must so soon pa.s.s away, leaving behind it only the charred skeletons, the barren, leafless trunks, which for years would remain to mark the cruel path of flame.
Suddenly the roar, which had partly died away into a vague distant murmur beyond the hill, burst out again with redoubled fury. Again she looked round, and the meaning was made plain to her. She saw the yellow fringe of flame as it came dancing, chaotic, a tattered ribbon of light upon the brow of the hill; she saw the dense pall of smoke hovering high above it like the threat of some dreadful doom. The black of the forest upon the summit remained for a second, then over swept the red-gold fire, absorbing all, devouring all, in an almost torrential rush down to the woods below.
And now she beheld a sea of living fire as the hills blazed before her eyes. It was as though the whole place had been lit at one touch. The sea rolled on with incredible swiftness, as the tongues of flame licked up the inflammable objects they encountered. The efforts of her mare became puerile in comparison with the fearful pace of the flames.
How could she hope to outstrip such awful speed?
On, on raced the mare, and on came the molten torrent. Now the heat was intolerable. The girl leant limply over her faithful horse"s neck; she was dizzy and confused. Every blast of the wind burnt her more fiercely as the fire drew nearer. She felt how utterly hopeless were her horse"s efforts.
The mare faltered in her stride; it was her first trip. The girl shrieked wildly. She screamed at the top of her voice like one demented. Her nerves were failing, and hysteria gripped her. Kitty redoubled her efforts. The fear of the fire was aggravated by the girl"s wild cries, and she stretched herself as she had never done before.
Now it seemed as though they were racing in the heart of a furnace.
The whole country was in flames, and the roar and crashing of falling timber was incessant, and the yellow glow was everywhere--even ahead.
Blinded, dazed, the girl was borne on by the faithful Kitty. She no longer thought of what was so near behind her. What little reason was left to her she centred upon keeping her seat in the saddle. An awful faintness was upon her, and everything about her seemed distant.
Kitty alone fought out the battle of that ride; her mistress was beyond all but keeping upon the faithful animal"s back. Had she been less exhausted, the girl would have seen what the mare saw. She would have seen the broad stream of the Rosy river ahead, and less than a quarter of a mile away. But she saw nothing; she felt nothing; she cared for nothing but her hold upon the saddle. Thus it was that when she came to the riverside, and the mare plunged from the steep bank into the deep, quick-flowing stream, she knew not what had happened, but, with a strange tenacity, she held to the pummels of her saddle, while her loyal friend breasted the waters.
How they got out of the river Prudence never knew, nor did she fully realize all that had happened when at last the horse and rider again stood on firm ground. And the tough little broncho had covered another mile or more before the girl awoke to the fact that they were now in an open prairie country, and skirting the brink of the great southern muskeg. Then it all came back to her, and, as Kitty kept steadily on, she looked fearfully about her. She saw away in the distance the awful pall, the lurid gleam of the flames; and a heartfelt prayer of thanksgiving went up from that lonely trail for the merciful escape which had been hers. The girl leant over her mare"s shoulder and caressed the foaming neck.
"Good Kitty, faithful little mare," she exclaimed emotionally. Then she looked ahead and she remembered all. "But on, girl, on. There is more to do yet."
The telegraph operator at Damside was closing up his little shack. He had just disconnected his instrument and was standing in his doorway gazing out across the prairie to the east, watching the vast clouds of smoke belching from the direction of the woods. All about him was a heavy haze, and a nasty taste of smoke was in his mouth. He looked across to the only other buildings which formed the city of Damside, the grain elevator and the railway siding buildings. His own hut was close beside the latter. The men were leaving their work. Then presently he looked back in the direction of the distant fire.
""Tain"t the prairie," he muttered. "Too thick. Guess the woods are blazin". That"s beyond the Rosy. Can"t cross there, so I reckon there"s no danger to us. The air do stink here; guess I"ll go and git my hand-car and vamoose."
He turned back to the room and put on his hat. Just as he left his doorway to pa.s.s over to where his hand-car was standing on the railway track, he brought up to a halt A horse and rider were racing up the trail towards him.
"Hullo, what"s this?" he exclaimed sharply. "Maybe it _is_ the prairie."
Prudence drew rein beside him. She had seen her man, and she knew that she was in time. Her joy was written in her face.
"My, but I"ve had a time," she exclaimed, as she slid down from her saddle. "I thought that fire had got me. Call up Winnipeg, please, Mr.
Frances."
"Why, Miss Mailing, have you ridden through that?" asked the operator, pointing to the distant smoke.
"Not through it, but with it distinctly hot upon my heels--or rather my mare"s," the girl laughed. "But I want you to send a message for me. It isn"t too late for Winnipeg?"
"Late, bless you, no. But what is it? Prairie or forest?"
"Forest," replied the girl shortly. "Where"s a form?"
They pa.s.sed into the hut. Prudence proceeded to write out her message while the man connected up Winnipeg and carried on a short conversation.
"Bad fire," he said.
"Very."
Prudence began to write.
"Just where?"
"Owl Hoot."
"River"ll stop it"
"Yes."
"Good."
Prudence went on writing.
"Iredale"s ranch burnt out?"
The girl started.
"Don"t know."
"Must be."
"Oh!" Then: "Here you are; and do you mind if I wait for an answer?"
"Pleasure." And the man read the message--
"To Hervey Malling, Northern Union Hotel, Winnipeg.
"Return at once. Money awaiting you. Willing to pay the price on your arrival. Do not fail to return at once. The other matter can rest.
"PRUDENCE."
The operator tapped away at the instrument.
Hervey was sitting in the Northern Union Hotel smoking-room. He was talking to a burly man, with a red face and a shock of ginger-grey hair. This was the proprietor of the hotel.
"How long can you give me? I can settle everything by this day month.
The harvesting is just finished. I only need time to haul the grain to the elevator. Will that satisfy you?"
The big man shrugged.