The Third Alarm: A Story of the New York Fire Department — John Shaqi
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
“But for all its politics and its toughs, the members of the old
department had just as much pluck and were just as ready to take the
hose nozzle in hand and go right into a burning building as they are
to-day. I’ve shown you these books, my boy, because I wanted you to feel
that there was a dignity in the service to which you intend to devote
yourself, and if you want to rise in it, it must be by hard work,
obedience to orders, and constant study. Don’t be afraid to borrow some
of these books of me to read when you have nothing else to do. There are
plenty of them that are in English that you could learn something from.
It’s education nowadays that tells. But I’ve a project in my mind that
both Mr. Trask and I have devoted considerable time to, and I hope to
live to see the day when it will be carried out. I want to see a school
established in which boys like yourself can be trained for the fire
department just as they are trained for the navy. My idea would be to
take a number of boys every year from the public schools in the city and
give them a regular course of training in gymnastics and special
scientific studies so that by the time they were twenty-one they would
be much better prepared to fight fire than are the young men that
usually join the department at that age.”
“That’s a magnificent idea!” cried Bruce with an enthusiasm that was so
hearty and genuine that the old gentleman was delighted, “and I can tell
you one thing, and that is you wouldn’t have any difficulty in getting
scholars for it. It seems to me that every boy in New York is just as
crazy to run to fires as I was when I lived in the country. Why, do you
know sir, that every time we start out of quarters there’s such a swarm
of young ones in the street that it’s a wonder we don’t run over two or
three of them. And besides, boys seem to me to be tougher and more
supple than men. There are lots of things I can do in an athletic way
that Tom Brophy can’t and he’s twenty-five years old.”
“Well,” said the old gentleman pleasantly, “you ask some of the lads of
your acquaintance how they’d like to join such a school as that and put
down on paper any ideas you may have regarding it. Then the next time I
see you we will talk them over.”
As Bruce walked slowly homeward after one of the pleasantest hours he
had spent since his arrival in the city, he felt a new pride which he
had never known before, in the great department which it was his wish to
serve. The fact that fire departments had existed since the earliest
times had never occurred to him, and he determined to devote all his
leisure time to a study of Mr. Dewsnap’s pet scheme of a training school
in the hope that he might be able to render the kindly old gentlemen
some service which he would appreciate.
CHAPTER XI.
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