The train from 'Frisco was very late. It should have arrived at
Hugson's Siding at midnight, but it was already five o'clock and
the gray dawn was breaking in the east when the little train slowly
rumbled up to the open shed that served for the station-house. As
it came to a stop the conductor called out in a loud voice:
At once a little girl rose from her seat and walked to the door
of the car, carrying a wicker suit-case in one hand and a round
bird-cage covered up with newspapers in the other, while a parasol
was tucked under her arm. The conductor helped her off the car and
then the engineer started his train again, so that it puffed and
groaned and moved slowly away up the track. The reason he was so
late was because all through the night there were times when the
solid earth shook and trembled under him, and the engineer was
afraid that at any moment the rails might spread apart and an
accident happen to his passengers. So he moved the cars slowly and
The little girl stood still to watch until the train had
disappeared around a curve; then she turned to see where she
The shed at Hugson's Siding was bare save for an old wooden
bench, and did not look very inviting. As she peered through the
soft gray light not a house of any sort was visible near the
station, nor was any person in sight; but after a while the child
discovered a horse and buggy standing near a group of trees a short
distance away. She walked toward it and found the horse tied to a
tree and standing motionless, with its head hanging down almost to
the ground. It was a big horse, tall and bony, with long legs and
large knees and feet. She could count his ribs easily where they
showed through the skin of his body, and his head was long and
seemed altogether too big for him, as if it did not fit. His tail
was short and scraggly, and his harness had been broken in many
places and fastened together again with cords and bits of wire. The
buggy seemed almost new, for it had a shiny top and side curtains.
Getting around in front, so that she could look inside, the girl
saw a boy curled up on the seat, fast asleep.
She set down the bird-cage and poked the boy with her parasol.
Presently he woke up, rose to a sitting position and rubbed his
"Hello!" he said, seeing her, "are you Dorothy Gale?"
"Yes," she answered, looking gravely at his tousled hair and
blinking gray eyes. "Have you come to take me to Hugson's
"Of course," he answered. "Train in?"
"I couldn't be here if it wasn't," she said.
He laughed at that, and his laugh was merry and frank. Jumping
out of the buggy he put Dorothy's suit-case under the seat and her
bird-cage on the floor in front.
"Canary-birds?" he asked.
"Oh no; it's just Eureka, my kitten. I thought that was the best
way to carry her."
The boy nodded.
"Eureka's a funny name for a cat," he remarked.
"I named my kitten that because I found it," she explained.
"Uncle Henry says 'Eureka' means 'I have found it.'"
"All right; hop in."
She climbed into the buggy and he followed her. Then the boy
picked up the reins, shook them, and said "Gid-dap!"
The horse did not stir. Dorothy thought he just wiggled one of
his drooping ears, but that was all.
"Gid-dap!" called the boy, again.
The horse stood still.
"Perhaps," said Dorothy, "if you untied him, he would go."
The boy laughed cheerfully and jumped out.
"Guess I'm half asleep yet," he said, untying the horse. "But
Jim knows his business all right—don't you, Jim?" patting the long
nose of the animal.
Then he got into the buggy again and took the reins, and the
horse at once backed away from the tree, turned slowly around, and
began to trot down the sandy road which was just visible in the dim
"Thought that train would never come," observed the boy. "I've
waited at that station for five hours."
"We had a lot of earthquakes," said Dorothy. "Didn't you feel
the ground shake?"
"Yes; but we're used to such things in California," he replied.
"They don't scare us much."
"The conductor said it was the worst quake he ever knew."
"Did he? Then it must have happened while I was asleep," he said
"How is Uncle Henry?" she enquired, after a pause during which
the horse continued to trot with long, regular strides.
"He's pretty well. He and Uncle Hugson have been having a fine
"Is Mr. Hugson your uncle?" she asked.
"Yes. Uncle Bill Hugson married your Uncle Henry's wife's
sister; so we must be second cousins," said the boy, in an amused
tone. "I work for Uncle Bill on his ranch, and he pays me six
dollars a month and my board."
"Isn't that a great deal?" she asked, doubtfully.
"Why, it's a great deal for Uncle Hugson, but not for me. I'm a
splendid worker. I work as well as I sleep," he added, with a
"What is your name?" said Dorothy, thinking she liked the boy's
manner and the cheery tone of his voice.
"Not a very pretty one," he answered, as if a little ashamed.
"My whole name is Zebediah; but folks just call me 'Zeb.' You've
been to Australia, haven't you?"
"Yes; with Uncle Henry," she answered. "We got to San Francisco
a week ago, and Uncle Henry went right on to Hugson's Ranch for a
visit while I stayed a few days in the city with some friends we
"How long will you be with us?" he asked.
"Only a day. Tomorrow Uncle Henry and I must start back for
Kansas. We've been away for a long time, you know, and so we're
anxious to get home again."
The boy flicked the big, boney horse with his whip and looked
thoughtful. Then he started to say something to his little
companion, but before he could speak the buggy began to sway
dangerously from side to side and the earth seemed to rise up
before them. Next minute there was a roar and a sharp crash, and at
her side Dorothy saw the ground open in a wide crack and then come
"Goodness!" she cried, grasping the iron rail of the seat. "What
"That was an awful big quake," replied Zeb, with a white face.
"It almost got us that time, Dorothy."
The horse had stopped short, and stood firm as a rock. Zeb shook
the reins and urged him to go, but Jim was stubborn. Then the boy
cracked his whip and touched the animal's flanks with it, and after
a low moan of protest Jim stepped slowly along the road.
Neither the boy nor the girl spoke again for some minutes. There
was a breath of danger in the very air, and every few moments the
earth would shake violently. Jim's ears were standing erect upon
his head and every muscle of his big body was tense as he trotted
toward home. He was not going very fast, but on his flanks specks
of foam began to appear and at times he would tremble like a
The sky had grown darker again and the wind made queer sobbing
sounds as it swept over the valley.
Suddenly there was a rending, tearing sound, and the earth split
into another great crack just beneath the spot where the horse was
standing. With a wild neigh of terror the animal fell bodily into
the pit, drawing the buggy and its occupants after him.
Dorothy grabbed fast hold of the buggy top and the boy did the
same. The sudden rush into space confused them so that they could
Blackness engulfed them on every side, and in breathless silence
they waited for the fall to end and crush them against jagged rocks
or for the earth to close in on them again and bury them forever in
its dreadful depths.
The horrible sensation of falling, the darkness and the
terrifying noises, proved more than Dorothy could endure and for a
few moments the little girl lost consciousness. Zeb, being a boy,
did not faint, but he was badly frightened, and clung to the buggy
seat with a tight grip, expecting every moment would be his