"Well, ladies and gentlemen, we will now get ready for our big play," announced Manager Pertell to his company of actors and actresses one morning. "It will be the biggest farm drama we have yet attempted. One scene will include the burning of the barn, and the rescue of one of you ladies from the structure." "Not any of that for mine," remarked Miss Pennington, pertly. "I'm not going to run any chances in a burning building." "There won't be any chances," returned Mr. Pertell, quietly. "I will have everything arranged in advance so that there will be no danger. That is why I want to start in plenty of time. We will have a number of rehearsals. I am going to have part of the roof of the barn cut away before we start the fire." "What for?" asked Russ. "So there will be no danger of anyone getting caught in the burning structure. The cut-out section can be placed back again, after it is sawed, or chopped out, and it will not show in the picture. But it will be a measure of safety. Now, Russ, you come out with me and we'll figure on the best position to get the pictures, and the best part of the roof to cut away." "Who's going to be rescued?" asked Miss Dixon. "If it's all the same to you I'd rather not be one of those characters." "You won't be," replied Mr. Pertell, with a laugh. "I have cast Alice and Ruth for that. There'll be a double rescue scene." "Oh, I don't know that I can do it very well," said Ruth, quickly, though she did not say she was afraid. "You can do it all right," declared Mr. Pertell, confidently. "In fact, you won't have to do anything, except allow yourself to be carried down a ladder. You see, you and your sister will pretend to be caught in the burning barn. The only way to get you out is through the roof. "Paul Ardite, as a farmer's son, goes up a ladder and chops a hole in the roof. But the roof will be sawed away beforehand. You see, I want no delay with you inside the burning structure. Then Paul carries you down the ladder, and Mr. Sneed will rescue Alice. "That will be fine!" cried Alice, in her lively manner. "I've always wanted to be carried down a ladder. You won't mind; will you, Daddy?" and she appealed to Mr. DeVere. "Oh, I guess not, if the ladder is good and firm," he replied in his husky voice. "That's just the point; it won't be!" predicted Mr. Sneed in his usually gloomy manner. "It's bound to break!" "Comforting; isn't he?" laughed Alice. "I'm not afraid, Mr. Sneed." "No, but I am," he went on. "I don't want that part, Mr. Pertell." "You'll have to take it," said the manager, decidedly. "I have no other one I can cast for the part." "Can't you give it to Mr. Bunn?" asked the "grouch." "Eh? What's that? Me carry someone from a burning building? Not much!" exclaimed the tragic actor. "I resign right now." "Well, I must say neither of you is very gallant," laughed Alice. "Paul, I guess you'll have to rescue both of us!" "I'd be pleased to do it!" he retorted, gaily.