Jack had just swallowed a puff of smoke, but as soon as he could stop coughing, he said: "I've had enough. I'm coming." Other people seemed to agree with them; but there would have been less said about it if little Joe Hawkins had not called out: "Three cheers for the Ogdens!" The cheers were given as the two volunteer firemen came down the ladder, but there were no speeches made in reply. Jack hurried back home at once, but his father had to stop and talk with the Bannermans and old Hammond, the miller. "Jack," said his mother, looking at him, proudly, from head to foot, "you're always doing something or other. We were looking at you, all the while." "He hasn't hurt his Sunday clothes a bit," said Aunt Melinda, but there was quite a crowd around the gate, and she did not hug him. He was a little damp, his face was smoky, his shirt-collar was wilted, and his shoes would require a little work, but otherwise he was none the worse. Jack went into the house, saying that he must brush his clothes; but, really it was because he wished to get away. He did not care to talk to anybody. "I never felt so, in all my life, as I did when sitting on that roof, fighting that fire," he said aloud, as he went upstairs; and he did not know, even then, how excited he had been, silent and cool as he had seemed. In that short time, he had dreamed of more cities than he was ever likely to see, and of doing more great things than he could ever possibly do, and when he came down the ladder he felt older than when he went up. He had no idea that much the same thoughts had come to Mary, nor did he know how fully she believed that he could do anything, and that she was as capable as he. "Father's splendid, too," she said, "but then he never had any chance, here, and Mother didn't either. Jack ought to have a chance." CHAPTER IV. CAPTAIN MARY. Mr. Murdoch had stood on the main street corner; taking notes for the _Eagle_, but now he came back to say the fire was out and it was nearly time for Sunday-school. It seemed strange to have Sunday-school just after a fire, but the Ogden family and its visitors at once made ready. It was a quarterly meeting, with general exercises and singing, and a review of the quarter's lessons. The church was full by the hour for opening, and the school had a very prosperous look. Elder Holloway and Mr. Murdoch and two other important men sat in the pulpit, and Joab Spokes, the superintendent, stood in front of them to conduct the exercises. The elder seemed to be glancing benevolently around the room, through his spectacles, but there were some things there which could be seen without glasses, and he must have seen those also. Miss Glidden looked particularly well and very stately, as she sat in the pew in front of her class (if it were hers), with Mary Ogden. Her first words, on coming in to take command, had been: "Mary, dear, don't go. I really wish you to stay. You may be of assistance."