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
"I don’t flash reports I know are not true," said Stubbs.
"Well," said Hal, "what I’d like to know is how you have gained your
information when no one else seems to know anything about it?"
"In the newspaper game," said Stubbs, "a man learns to provide his news
sources. I provided mine for this very thing some time ago. Now I have
been justified."
"All right," said Hal. "I don’t want to argue with you about it, but
all the same I’d go easy."
"I tell you I’ve got the dope," declared Stubbs.
"Then you’d better hurry along and file it to The Gazette," Chester put
in.
"By Jove, I will!" said Stubbs. "And after this, you’ll get no more
information from me. But remember your promises. Not a word about
this."
"Don’t worry, Mr. Stubbs," said Chester. "We’re as mum as a couple of
oysters."
"Then me for the cable wire," said Stubbs. He turned and hurried off.
"You know, Hal," said Chester, "it would be quite a feather in the
little man’s cap if he could get something like that ahead of every
other newspaper in America."
"I should imagine it would," Hal agreed, "but I’m afraid he’s all wrong.
At the same time, however, I hope he’s right."
"Same here. And by the way, speaking of Stubbs and his efforts, there
is only one other thing, to my mind, that would be greater luck for
him."
"And that?" asked Hal.
"That would be to get first word to his paper of the ending of war."
"By Jove! That would be something to talk about," Hal agreed.
"I should say so. But come, we have delayed long enough. It lacks only
a few minutes of six o’clock, and we’re due in General Rhodes’ quarters
at that hour, you know."
"Didn’t think I had forgotten it, did you?" demanded Hal.
"Well, I didn’t know. Your memory isn’t as good as it used to be."
"Is that so? Why isn’t it?"
"Well, I don’t know why," said Chester, "but it’s a fact."
Hal was about to make a warm retort, but at that moment they came to the
entrance to General Rhodes’ quarters.
"Here we are," said Chester. "I hope he has something worth while for
us to do."
"Same here," agreed Hal.
They went in.
*CHAPTER XI*
*A NEW MISSION*
"Sit down, gentlemen," said General Rhodes as Hal and Chester entered
his quarters. "I’ll be ready for you in a moment."
The lads obeyed.
For perhaps half an hour they sat quietly while their commander gave
dozens of orders to others of his staff who appeared hurriedly every
moment or so and disappeared again just as hurriedly.
At last the room was cleared with the exception of General Rhodes, Hal,
Chester and the general’s private orderly. General Rhodes motioned the
lads to approach.
"Before I ask if you are willing to undertake rather a dangerous
mission," he said, "I must explain a few points to you."
The lads stood at attention, but said nothing.
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