The Young Firemen of Lakeville

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Fire! Fire! Turn out, everybody! Fire! Fire! This cry, coming like a clarion call, at midnight, awoke the inhabitants of the peaceful little New England village of Lakeville. Fire! Fire! Heads were thrust out of hastily-raised windows. Men and women looked up and down the street, and then glanced around to detect the reddening in the sky that would indicate where the blaze was. Timid women began sniffing suspicio-usly, to learn if it was their own homes which, unsuspectingly, had become ignited. Fire! Fire! Stimson’s barn is burning! Fire! Fire! A man ran down the principal village street, shouting as he ran. At some doors he paused long enough to pound with his fist, awakening the dwellers who had not heard his call, for he was Rodney Stickler, the town constable and watchman, whose duty it was to sound the fire alarm, and summon the bucket brigade, in the event of a blaze.