Chapter 23
Week 7, Instructor Calendar November 1898
The lighting of rooms by means of lamps and candles is giving hostesses a great annoyance. There is scarcely a dinner-party but the candles set fire to their fringed shades, and a conflagration ensues. ~Mrs. John Sherwood
Ruby was keeping the girls at a distance as the firemen worked, pulling out axes and unwinding the hose of their steam-driven pumper truck.
“Is Charlotte out?” Concordia asked anxiously.
Ruby pointed. Randolph Maynard was gently laying the inert form of Charlotte Crandall on the grass. Miss Jenkins and Miss Pomeroy crouched over her.
Stumbling upon shaking legs, Concordia hurried to them.
Miss Jenkins lifted her head from Charlotte’s chest. ““She’s alive, but she needs more than I can do.”
“Has an ambulance been
