The Third Alarm: A Story of the New York Fire DepartmentFord, James L. (James Lauren)
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The Third Alarm: A Story of the New York Fire Department
Ford, James L. (James Lauren)
Fire fighters -- New York (State) -- New York -- Juvenile fiction; New York (N.Y.). Fire Department -- Juvenile fiction
“That’s good” replied the operator, “and it’s a good thing to begin here
for this is what you might call the heart of the whole system. If this
part were to stop working, all the rest of it would be paralyzed.”
While he was speaking, the tick of a telegraph instrument was heard, and
the operator immediately turned away.
“That’s an alarm from box 323,” said the chief in a low voice, for he
had listened to the ticking too. “Now you’ll see him send a dispatch to
the companies which are to go out. He sends two dispatches. One to ring
the little gong in each engine house, and the other, which acts as a
check on the first, to ring on the big gong. The first he sends by means
of a switch and the second by that machine over there in a glass case.
That one acts automatically.”
By this time the operator, having notified the different companies
situated in the vicinity of the fire, returned and expressed his
willingness to explain the whole system to the young boy. For fully half
an hour they remained in the operating room where Bruce saw the careful
and systematic manner in which every fire is recorded—they average about
ten a day—while by means of a peculiar apparatus on the wall the
operator can tell exactly what engine companies are out on duty, and
what ones are in their quarters ready to respond to an alarm. In this
way he knows what to do in the event of two fires in the same vicinity.
As they were taking their leave Chief Trask stopped in a large room
fitted up with various gymnastic appliances: “This,” he said, “is the
gymnasium used by the men who wish positions in the department. They
come here and practice, and then when the Board sits to determine on
their application they show what they can do on the rings, the
horizontal bar and the ladder, the same as if they were giving an
exhibition at an athletic club. My idea has always been” he continued,
as they walked down stairs “to have a special training school the same
as they have for the Navy, in which boys can be taught to become
firemen. Our great trouble is that the men don’t begin this exercising
and gymnastics until they’re of age, and it’s very hard for them to
acquire activity and quickness. I think boys could be brought up with
special reference to entering the fire department, and taught to do all
sorts of tricks such as climbing ladders and making high jumps.”
“Oh! I was always good at climbing and things like that,” responded
Bruce, “and up in the country there wasn’t a boy anywhere around who
could go up a walnut tree quicker than I could, or who dared go as far
out on a branch as I would. You’ll find me all right in that part of the
business as soon as you give me a show.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” rejoined the chief, “and it won’t be long
before I’ll give you a chance to see what you can do.”
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