I don't know anything about any vacancies. We hire and fire the president only.

They just came out on fire. In the first half of the season we would kind of hang our head when we got down, but tonight we didn't hang our heads. We kept fighting. We kept our composure.

Everything out there is brown. Everything is dead. The fire moves 500 feet a minute. They've already lost 10,000 head of livestock -- cattle and horses -- so you know it's got to be moving fast to chase them down.

The plane, we're told, crashed into power lines for unknown reasons and was destroyed by fire.

A crooked log makes a strait fire [A crooked log makes a straight fire.]

Well may hee smell fire, whose gowne burnes. [Well may he smell fire, whose gown burns.]