"We must be calm and collected, and save what we can. John is trying to get a team to carry mother up to L----'s; the rest of us will have to go to the graveyard. But John may not be successful, so you stay here, and see if you can get any one to take mother: they may do it for you, when they wouldn't for a man." I stood on the edge of the sidewalk, clinging to the horse-post, and appealed in vain to wagons going by. "_Won't_ you take a lady and children away from here?" "I _can't_, ma'am, not if you was to give me twenty-five dollars,--not if you was to give me five hundred. I'm taking a load for a gentleman now." So it was in every case. Very many were worse off than we were,--had not even a man to help. One well-known citizen was appealed to for help, in the early part of the evening, by a poor woman,--a sort of dependant of his family. He took her and her daughter, with their effects, outside the city, and returned to find India Street on fire and no means of getting through the crowd to his house, which was burned, with all that was not saved by the exertions of his wife. They had visiting them a lady whose child lay dead in the house, awaiting burial. The mother took the little corpse in her arms and carried it herself up to the other end of the city! While I was making these vain attempts, John drove up in a light, open-topped buggy. We hurriedly got mother and E---- into it, and gave into their charge the jewelry and silver, and they drove away. I could not but tremble for their safety. The road seemed impassable, so dense was the struggling crowd. On every side the fire was raging. Looking up India Street it was one sheet of flame, and equally so before us. It looked like a world on fire, for we could see no smoke,--it was too near for that,--and the heat was terribly intense. There was no time to be lost. Both our servants and M----'s were away spending the Fourth, so we had to depend entirely on ourselves. Our back fence was soon torn down, and we all worked as we never had before. We saved a good deal, but not one half of what we brought from our house in the first place. We had thrown things out of the window, and C---- and J---- worked hard dragging them out of the yard, until, scorched and almost suffocated, they were compelled to desist. The flames were upon us so quickly, it seemed incredible that they could have seized the house so soon after we thought we were in danger.