orses could accomplish.

Terry was racing as never had Terry run before, her breath coming in
choking sobs, her eyes shining wildly, her body shaken with the effort
she put upon it. She had her burning barrier across the more dangerous
end of the valley, where the cliffs dropped sheerest, she had but
another few yards to go and there would be hope that she would succeed.
But she must not stop yet, not yet.

She ran on toward the nearer rim of the valley, scattering burning
wisps of grass as she went, her heart beating wildly, seeming ready to
burst through her side. She fell, rose, ran on. She stood still a
moment, turning her back to the fires of her own building, looking
toward the upper end whence came the steady roar.

For an instant she stood fascinated. It looked as though the ground
itself, in many a low-lying swell, were racing on to meet her. Then
she saw the hundreds of horns glistening dully in the new light. That
black mass, surging forward, was the herd and she was still in its path.

She cried out and threw down her last torch and ran just as the
frightened steers were running, fear in her heart, racing away from
death, just running for her life. She saw a form ahead of the others,
breaking away from them, sweeping down upon her. She cried out in
terror; then she knew and cried out again and threw up her arms and
turned toward the rider who had remembered her and feared for her and
come for her. And Steve, bending from his saddle, equal to the need of
the moment, swept her up and caught her tight in his arm and rode out
of the way of herd and fire.

From a little crag-crested knoll, standing hand in hand, their forms
blended in silhouette against the dawn, they watched breathlessly the
end of the stampede. The maddened brutes rushed on, straight toward
Terry's barrier of flame. Then those in the van sought suddenly to
alter their headlong courses.

Steve's face was white with anger as he saw the result. A full
half-dozen, perhaps ten, big bodies at the fore passed through the far
end of the flaming line, swept on, sought to swerve only at the last
frantic moment with their fellows crowding them to the brink, and,
struggling wildly, went over and down and out of sight. Terry
shuddered.

The herd, however, broke, divided, swung to right and left and passed
about the burning danger-signal and to the outer rims of the valley,
achieving safety somewhere in the night, scattering, tossing the