and ran to the room
where her mother and two of her sisters were sleeping. Her father, who
was in another room, hearing a great noise outside, and people calling
"Fire! Fire!" jumped up and found it was his own house that was in
flames. Telling the elder girls to be quick and get dressed and to help
their mother, who was very ill, he ran to the nursery, and burst open
the door. "Nurse, nurse!" he shouted, "be quick and get the children up,
the house is on fire."

Snatching up baby Charles in her arms, and calling to the other children
to follow her, the nurse hurried down-stairs. But there they found the
hall full of flames and smoke, and to get out of the front-door was
impossible. So some of the children got through the windows and some
through the back-door into the garden.

Just as the minister thought he had all his family safe, he heard a cry
coming from the nursery, and on looking round, he found Jacky was
missing. He rushed into the burning house, and tried to get up the
stairs, but they were all on fire. What should he do? He didn't know. So
he just knelt down in the hall surrounded by the dreadful flames, and
asked God to take care of little Jack, and if he couldn't be saved to
take him to heaven.

Now I must tell you how it was Jack was still in the burning house. He
had been fast asleep when the nurse called, and did not hear her and the
other children go out of the room. All at once he woke up, and seeing a
bright light in the room, thought it was morning. "Nursie, nursie!" he
called, "take me up; I want to get up." Of course there was no answer.
Then he put his head out of the curtains which surrounded his little
bed, and saw streaks of fire on the top of the room. Oh, how frightened
he was!

Jacky was only five years old, but he was a brave boy, and instead of
lying still and screaming and crying, he jumped up and ran to the door
in his night-gown. But the floor and the stairs were all on fire. What
should he do? He ran back again into the room, and climbed on a big box
that stood near the window. Then some one in the yard saw him and
shouted: "Fetch a ladder, quick! I see him."

"There's no time," called out somebody else; "the roof is falling in.
Look here!" said the same man, "I'll stand against this wall, and let a
man that's not very heavy stand on my shoulders, and then we can reach
the child."

So the strong man fixed himself against the wall, and another man
climbed on his shoulders, and