Dry as the wood was, the flames had not traveled upward against the wind.

But to the south the fire was traveling down the fence.

To stop this he rode half a mile along the burning barrier till he had headed the flames, and then he pulled the bushes down and rolled away the logs, so as to stop the destruction.

As regarded his fence, there was less than a mile of it destroyed, and that he could now leave in security, as the wind was blowing away from it.

As for his grass, that must now take its chance.