The Boy Allies with Marshal Foch; or, The Closing Days of the Great World WarHayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
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The Boy Allies with Marshal Foch; or, The Closing Days of the Great World War
Hayes, Clair W. (Clair Wallace)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
There was silence after that except for the plodding feet of the
infantry and the noise of the horses that composed the single troop of
cavalry with the expedition. Also, the sharp crack of machine guns in
other parts of the field and the voices of the distant big guns could be
heard.
"According to my calculations," said Colonel English to Hal an hour
later, "we should now be within three miles of Pouilly. I shall order a
halt here and make a reconnaisance."
He did so; and the troops sat there in the darkness for perhaps an hour
while a young lieutenant and ten men went ahead to get the lay of the
land.
"All quiet ahead, sir," the lieutenant reported on his return. "I went
as close to the enemy as I dared. He apparently is expecting no attack
from this direction. The village should be captured with ease by a
surprise assault."
"You were not, of course, able to ascertain the approximate strength of
the enemy, lieutenant?"
"No, sir; I dared not approach too close."
"Very good, lieutenant."
The young officer saluted and returned to his station.
"Well," said Colonel English to Hal, "it seems that my fears were
groundless. We’ll go forward."
Silently the Americans crept along the dark road—or as silently as it is
possible for a mass of men and horses to creep. Machine guns were
dragged along as silently as possible, and the few field pieces that
were the main reliance of the little force also were hauled with extreme
caution.
Less than a half a mile from the village itself, Colonel English swung
his field pieces into position to cover the advance of his men. It was
not his intention to alarm the enemy by opening a bombardment of the
village, but he overlooked nothing that would protect his men.
Under cover of the silent guns, which were ready for action at a
moment’s notice, the Americans crept forward. A short distance ahead
Hal could see here and there a faint light, which indicated that the
whole village was not asleep. Also, the lad knew, German sentinels were
on guard; and there was little possibility that the Americans could
enter the town without discovery.
"By Jove!" the lad muttered to himself. "I don’t like to sit back here
while all this is going on."
He turned to Colonel English.
"Colonel," he said, "I wonder if you will permit me to take a hand in
the attack? I assure you that I am no novice at the game."
The colonel considered the point a moment.
"All right," he said at last, "but mind that you do not expose yourself
needlessly. You must remember that General Rhodes looks to you for a
report on the pending engagement. Here, I’ll give you instructions for
Lieutenant Colonel Johnson, of the Fourth regiment. That will enable
you to get into the midst of things. You may remain with the regiment
as long as you see fit, remembering only that I wish you to report to me
an hour after daylight."
"Very well, sir," said Hal.
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