a great abundance of room."

Already the fire was beginning to die down, and Mr. Davenport saw that
no good could be accomplished by remaining longer.

"January, I want you to watch to see that no damage is done by sparks,"
he said.

"Sparks won't have no sort of chance wid me aroun', massa."

Room was made in the carriage for the two children, and the horses were
started in the direction of the Gordon homestead. For a few moments,
in the excitement of telling about the fire, Beth forgot all about
Duke. They were almost at the Gordons' door when she thought of him.
She looked hastily back, half hoping he might be following, and to her
joy saw him directly behind the carriage. Beth pleaded to be allowed
to take her beloved dog up to Julia's room with them. Julia added her
entreaties, and the children were permitted to do as they wished in the
matter.

Once the children were in bed, they talked awhile of their fortunate
deliverance. Duke came in for a big share of praise. Then Julia fell
asleep, but Beth felt very wide awake. Presently, even Duke on the
floor near their bed also slept. Beth knew that he was sleeping
because he moaned as if he were haunted by a nightmare of the fire.

"Poor, poor fellow, he feels almost as bad as I," thought Beth. For a
long time she lay awake wondering what her father would do now that
their home with all its contents was burned.

"Just s'posing--just s'posing----" With these words Beth fell into a
troubled sleep.

About ten minutes afterwards, she began crying in her sleep, which
wakened Julia.

"Why, Beth dear, what's the matter?" and Julia twined her arm lovingly
around her friend.

Beth wakened with a start. She sat up in bed. "Where am I, Julia? In
Florida?"

"Of course, dear. What made you----"

"Oh, I'm so glad I'm here. I went to sleep s'posing----"

"Supposing what, Beth?"

"Oh, I don't like to tell for fear it may come true. I dreamed that it
did come true and it made me very miserable."

"You're just nervous over the terrible fire. All the bad that can
happen has already happened to you."

"I don't know about that," murmured Beth, but could not be persuaded to
tell Julia more about her dream. Julia therefore sank back into
slumberland, and forgot all about her friend's dream, but not so Beth.
The fear of what she dreamed haunted her, waking and sleeping.

The next morning, Beth had quite a time dressing. Most of Julia's
clothes proved