The Boy Allies with Marshal Foch; or, The Closing Days of the Great World War — John Shaqi
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 another resounding crash as the missile exploded after
reaching its mark. Bricks, timber and other debris flew high in the air
and descended in a shower.
The sniping from the first house ceased, for the simple reason that
there was no first house any longer. It had been destroyed.
"I hope that will be enough," Hal muttered. "I don’t like this wanton
destruction of property. It reminds me too much of the Germans
themselves. If those fellows in the other houses are wise they’ll cease
firing now."
But in this Hal was doomed to disappointment. Snipers in the other
houses continued as active as before, apparently unimpressed by the fate
that had befallen their comrades.
"Well, if you must have it you must," Hal muttered.
Quickly he gave the necessary orders and the guns were wheeled into
position. This time, however, they were not aimed at a single house,
for Hal decided that it was unwise to waste more time. He determined to
give the enemy a lesson they would not forget.
Accordingly, two houses were covered at once.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Crash! Crash!"
So closely together that they sounded almost as one were the detonations
of the guns and the effect as they found their marks.
Again there was a shower of debris.
Without waiting to see what effect this destruction would have upon the
Germans who occupied the houses, Hal ordered the guns turned on other
homes.
Again the big guns spoke, and again the mass of bricks, mortar and wood
descended and covered the streets.
"I guess that will do ’em," muttered Hal, as he waited for the smoke to
clear away.
The lad was right.
No longer did the snipers fire from the windows and the American troops,
which had temporarily sought shelter in doorways and around corners,
poured out again, their advance, thanks to Hal and his men, thus being
made more simple.
A few moments later Colonel Johnson came up to Hal.
"You did a good job, Major," he said quietly. "I guess we’ll have no
more trouble with them."
"Then the town is ours?" asked Hal eagerly.
"It is indeed," replied Colonel Johnson.
"Then I’ll have to leave you, sir," said Hal. "Colonel English ordered
me to report to him immediately after daylight."
*CHAPTER X*
*THE ADVANCE CONTINUES*
Hal found Colonel English just beyond the town, receiving the reports of
his subordinates. He greeted Hal with a nod, and asked:
"What is the latest news, Major?"
"The town is ours, sir," replied Hal quietly. "Colonel Johnson has just
informed me of the fact."
Colonel English got to his feet.
"Good," he exclaimed. "I was certain Colonel Johnson was the man for
the job. Now if you will wait half an hour, Major, until I have talked
with Colonel Johnson, I will ask you to carry my report back to General
Rhodes."
"Very well, sir," replied Hal.
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