The Blue Grass Seminary Girls' Vacation Adventures Part 1

The Blue Gra.s.s Seminary Girls' Vacation Adventures.

by Carolyn Judson Burnett.

CHAPTER I.-THE BROKEN DAM.

"The dam! The dam! The dam has broken!"

s.h.i.+rley Willing, with flaming eyes and tightly-clenched hands, jumped quickly forward, and with her right hand seized the bridle of a horse that was bearing a strange boy along the road, which ran near the river.

The horse reared back on its haunches, frightened at the sudden halting.

"The dam!" cried the young girl again. "Quick! The people must be warned!"

The face of the rider turned white.

"What do you mean?" he shouted, fear stamped on every feature.

s.h.i.+rley's excitement fell from her like a cloak. She became quiet.

"The Darret dam has been washed away," she answered, "and unless the people in the valley are warned immediately they will perish. There is one chance to save them. You are mounted. You can outrun the oncoming wall of water and save them. Away with you, quick! There is not a second to spare!"

"But," protested the boy, "the water may overtake me and I shall drown.

We can climb to higher ground here and be safe."

He tried to turn his horse's head to the east. But s.h.i.+rley clung to the rein.

"And leave those people to drown, without warning?" she cried. "You coward! You are afraid!"

"I--" the boy began, but s.h.i.+rley cut his protest short.

Releasing the bridle of the horse, she sprang quickly to the side of the animal, seized the rider by the leg with both her strong, young hands and pulled quickly and vigorously. Unprepared for such action, the boy came tumbling to the ground in a sprawling heap.

Quick as a flash s.h.i.+rley leaped to the saddle and turned the horse's head toward the valley. As she dug her heels into the animal's ribs, sending him forward with a jump, she called over her shoulder to the boy, who sat still dazed at the sudden danger:

"Get to safety the best way you can, you coward!"

Under the firm touch of the girl's hand on the rein the horse sped on down the valley.

It was a mad race with death and s.h.i.+rley knew it. But she realized that human lives were at stake and she did not hesitate.

To the left of the road down which she sped lay high ground and safety, while coming down the valley, perhaps a mile in the rear, poured a dense wall of water, coming as swift as the wind.

For days the Mississippi and its tributaries had been rising rapidly and steadily. Along the lowlands in that part of the state of Illinois, just south of Cairo, where s.h.i.+rley Willing had been visiting friends, fears that the Darret dam, three miles up one of these tributary streams, would give way, had been entertained.

Some families, therefore, had moved their perishable belongings to higher ground, where they would be beyond the sweep of the waters should the dam break.

Then suddenly, without warning, the dam had gone.

The home where s.h.i.+rley had been visiting was a farmhouse, and the cry of danger had been received by telephone. Those in the house had been asked to repeat the warning to families further down the valley. But the fierce wind that was raging had, at almost that very moment, blown down all wires.

s.h.i.+rley, in spite of the fact that she, with the others, could easily have reached the safety afforded by higher ground a short distance away, had thought only of those whose lives would be snuffed out if they were not warned.

She had decided that she would warn them herself. She ran from the house to the stable, where one single horse had been left.

But the seriousness of the situation seemed to have been carried to the animal, and when s.h.i.+rley had attempted to slip a bridle over his head he struck out violently with his fore feet. As the girl sprang back, he dashed from the stable.

s.h.i.+rley ran after him and followed him into the road. There she encountered a rider; and the conversation with which this story begins took place.

As the girl sped down the road, she could hear from far behind, the roar of the waters as they came tumbling after her.

A farmhouse came into sight. A man, a woman and several children came out, attracted by the galloping hoofbeats. Without checking the speed of her mount a single instant, s.h.i.+rley guided the horse close to them.

"The dam! The dam!" she shouted, as she flashed by.

No other words were necessary. Without stopping to gather up any of their effects, they all turned their faces and rushed for higher ground.

A second, a third, and a fourth farmhouse came into view, and as she flashed by, the girl hurled her warning at each.

Half a mile below lay the little town of Stanley. It was for this that s.h.i.+rley was headed, in her race with the rus.h.i.+ng water.

The roar behind her became louder, and s.h.i.+rley, leaning over her horse's neck, urged him to further efforts with soft and coaxing words.

The n.o.ble animal, seeming to realize that he was upon a message of life or death, responded, and it seemed that he must have winged feet, so lightly and swiftly did he fly over the ground.

But the roaring wall of water came closer.

s.h.i.+rley uttered a cry of relief. Before her she made out the first house in the little town. The sounds of the clattering hoofs on the hard macadamized road drew the residents from their homes. Several had gathered in a little knot as s.h.i.+rley approached. Evidently they had not heard the sound of the roaring waters.

"The dam has gone!" cried the girl, as she came up to them, and rode by without checking the speed of her horse. "_Fly_ for your lives!"

Instantly all became bustle and confusion. The word was pa.s.sed like a flash and almost as one man the town poured from its homes and dashed for safety.

Clear through the town the young girl rode, calling out her warning.

Then, and not until then, did she check her horse and turn his head toward the safety that lay in the east.

A man ran up to her.

"The Hendersons!" he cried. "They left here not five minutes ago in their buggy. The water will catch them on the road!"

Without a word, s.h.i.+rley turned her horse and would have dashed forward had not the man caught the bridle.

"It's death to you!" he cried.

"It's death to them if I don't make it!" cried s.h.i.+rley.