On each side was the burning forest, with a row of burned trees like fiery columns, and the moss and underbrush still glowing beneath.

To pass through that was a thing that it don't do to look back upon.

The air was intolerable.

I wrapped my coat tighter over my head; my arms were thus exposed, and I felt the heat on my hands.

But that was nothing to the torments that I endured from trying to breathe.