Alas , for poor `` Thunderbolt '' blindly setting forth on the last trip he ever made ! And oh , alas , for Jack and Jill , who wilfully chose the wrong road and ended their fun for the winter ! No one knew how it happened , but instead of landing in the drift , or at the fence , there was a great crash against the bars , a dreadful plunge off the steep bank , a sudden scattering of girl , boy , sled , fence , earth , and snow , all about the road , two cries , and then silence . `` I knew they 'd do it ! '' and , standing on the post where he had perched , Joe waved his arms and shouted : `` Smash-up ! Smash-up ! Run ! Run ! '' like a raven croaking over a battlefield when the fight was done . Down rushed boys and girls ready to laugh or cry , as the case might be , for accidents will happen on the best-regulated coasting-grounds . They found Jack sitting up looking about him with a queer , dazed expression , while an ugly cut on the forehead was bleeding in a way which sobered the boys and frightened the girls half out of their wits . `` He 's killed ! He 's killed ! '' wailed Sue , hiding her face and beginning to cry . `` No , I 'm not . I 'll be all right when I get my breath . Where 's Jill ? '' asked Jack , stoutly , though still too giddy to see straight . The group about him opened , and his comrade in misfortune was discovered lying quietly in the snow with all the pretty color shocked out of her face by the fall , and winking rapidly , as if half stunned . But no wounds appeared , and when asked if she was dead , she answered in a vague sort of way , -- `` I guess not .
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