Then Johnnie Jones was the proudest, happiest little boy in the whole world, as he led the procession through the park.
Then Johnnie Jones was the proudest, happiest little boy—
The Fire at Johnnie Jones's House
One night, while Father was away from home on a business trip, Mother and Johnnie Jones and Little Brother were fast asleep in their beds. Jack had been asleep too, down-stairs in the front hall, but now he was wide awake. He stood up, put back his ears, and sniffed the air. Then he ran quickly up the stairs to Johnnie Jones's room, stood outside his door, and whined, That did not waken anyone, so he barked.
Johnnie Jones woke up and heard him. So did mother, who was in the next room. "Please lie still, Mother," said Johnnie Jones. "I'll see what is the matter." He was trying to help Mother all he could while Father was away.
He opened the door, and cried out: "Oh, Mother, the hall is full of smoke!"