The Boy Allies on the Firing Line; Or, Twelve Days Battle Along the MarneHayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies on the Firing Line; Or, Twelve Days Battle Along the Marne
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
They entered the friendly shelter of the trees. Here they were forced
to travel more slowly. They made good progress, however, and at the
end of another hour had covered considerable distance.
"I guess we are safe enough as long as we can stay in the woods," said
Chester.
"Don't be too sure," declared Hal. "It's the unexpected that always
happens."
The words were hardly out of his mouth when the truth of them was
proved. As they emerged from where the trees were thickest into a
little clearing a sudden, guttural command brought them to an abrupt
stop.
"Halt!" came a voice. "Halt, or I fire!"
CHAPTER XI.
CAPTURED.
Caught thus unexpectedly Hal immediately threw his hands above his
head; Chester followed his example. It was plain to both lads that
there was not a chance in a thousand to escape, for the German soldier
had his rifle pointed squarely at them.
Of course there was a possibility that by a sudden spring one of the
lads might have succeeded in knocking the man down; but this probably
would have meant the death of the other. Hal and Chester both realized
that it was no time to take such a chance.
"We surrender," called Hal in German, and immediately the soldier
lowered his weapon and approached them.
He passed his hands around their waists and then felt in the pockets
of their coats and relieved them of their weapons. Then he ordered:
"Right about; forward, march!"
The lads obeyed this command, and the German stalked after them,
keeping his rifle in readiness for a quick shot should his prisoners
attempt to escape.
But the lads had no thought of taking to their heels, for they were
fully aware that a bullet would stop one of them at least should they
make even one false move.
They continued their walk, and presently came in view of what appeared
to be a large German camp. Here their captor marched them directly to
the tent of the commanding officer.
"What are you doing within our lines?" was the latter's first question
after the soldier had related how he had made his capture.
"Well," said Hal, "we were accidentally carried through your lines by
a locomotive which we happened to be running when the rest of the
train was blown up. We couldn't get back, so we went ahead. We finally
lost the engine, so we were making our way back to our own lines."
"Lost the engine? What do you mean?" asked the officer.
"Why," Chester broke in, "we sent it over a precipice that it might
not fall into the hands of the Germans."
"You did, eh?" said the German officer. "Well, I shall attend to your
case in the morning. Orderly! See that these prisoners are carefully
guarded, and have them brought to me the first thing in the morning.
Perhaps they may be induced to give me the information I require."
"You won't get any information out of us," said Chester angrily.
"Won't I?" replied the officer, with a sneer. "We shall see. Take them
away."
The two lads were led to a small field tent and thrust inside, with a
guard on the outside.
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