Just before reaching the extension of the mountain gorge, the defile made an abrupt turn, bringing him who followed its course into a sudden view of the wider regions beyond.
Almost the first sight to greet the comer's eye was a rambling wooden building standing half on the land and half over the stream.
This was called Swett's Mills, and a few rods below stood the house of the owner.
Even under the spell of his own great danger, Little Snap realized the deadly peril of every one at this place.
Thus, as he dashed on, he shouted to them a warning of their impending doom.
"The river has broken through the dam! Flee for your lives!"
The men at the mill had already been called from their work by the unaccountable noise up the valley, and as the postboy sped into sight, they saw behind him the frightful wall of water.
Instantly Mr. Swett recognized peril, and shouted:
"Run for your lives, boys! Help me save my family."
Little Snap was already abreast of the mills, and he saw Mrs. Swett and her little child just leaving the house, with cries of terror.