FAITHFUL TO DEATH.
The other night Dan, for ten years a fire horse in the service of the West Orange. N. J., fire department, gave up his life in his devotion to duty and incidentally showed that heroism in the fire department is not always confined to men. Dan was a big roan and for years he and his partner, Major, were with hose company No. 1, but recently they were transferred to the quarters of chemical engine No. 2, where the work is lighter and where it was believed that the old horse could have a wellearned rest. Fire occurred in a store, and chemical engine No. 2 was one of those to respond to the alarm. Soon after leaving the quarters Dan put his off hind foot on a big round stone. There was a crack that could be heard above the sound of the rumbling apparatus and the gong. Dan staggered and caught his breath in one great gasp. Driver Fahey pulled him up, calling out, “Steady, old boy!” The old horse limped painfully and then Fahey saw that Dan was running along on three legs and that the injured hoof was dragging against the hard road. The fire was half a mile away, and the alarm came from a dangerous section of town. Fahey realised that it might be hazardous if his apparatus didn’t get there, so he spoke encouragingly to Dan. Dan did not need the encouragement. He had the pluck and endurance to do it. He forged ahead on his three sound legs, and in a few minutes drew up to the burning building. Then Dan stood still. The sweat was streaming down his flanks; his nostrils were dilated; and his eyes burned with the intensity of the agony he suffered from the leg which was broken. When the fire was out the men examined Dan. They found his was a hopeless case. Dan was unharnessed, led to a vacant lot and an agent of the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals shot him. Dan still stood up on his three legs until his indomitable spirit was sent to the happy hunting grounds by the bullet. The firemen were deeply affected at his loss.
Athol, Mass., has had a successful field day and parade.