"I reckon there won't be much left of it before we get to Boomville." Demorest and Barker stared.

"You fired it ?" said Barker, trembling with excitement.
"Yes," said Stacy.

"I couldn't bear to leave the old rookery for coyotes and wild-cats to gather in, so I touched her off before I left." "But"-- said Barker.
"But," repeated Stacy composedly.

"Hallo! what's the matter with that new plan of 'The Rest' that you're going to build, eh?
You don't want them BOTH." "And you did this rather than leave the dear old cabin to strangers ?" said Barker, with kindling eyes.

"Stacy, I didn't think you had that poetry in you!" "There's heaps in me, Barker boy, that you don't know, and I don't exactly sabe myself." "Only," continued the young fellow eagerly, "we ought to have ALL been there! We ought to have made a solemn rite of it, you know,--a kind of sacrifice.