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
"That is well. At a time like this we must not let a few formalities
stand in the way."
"I thought you would say so, your excellency, therefore I have ordered
that firing be suspended all along the line at 4 o’clock, the hour upon
which I am informed, the German representatives will leave their own
lines."
"You have done well, General. Now what is your idea as to their
reception?"
"There should be no formal reception, sir. These men are coming to sue
for peace. As defeated enemies, so they should be received. We must
not lose sight of the fact, sir, that we are dealing almost with
barbarians."
"True, General," said Marshal Foch, "and yet I wish it could be
otherwise."
"You may be sure," said General Dupree, "that they will never be
satisfied with any terms for an armistice which you may offer."
"That will be their misfortune," was the reply. "But as for my terms,
they may take them or leave them. I shall stand firm."
"As you should, your excellency. The enemy is entitled to no
consideration."
"I shall be no more harsh than necessary," said Marshal Foch. "All I am
striving to bring about is peace—peace on such terms as will prevent a
resumption of this murderous struggle."
Marshal Foch now turned and re-entered his car which still stood in the
station.
"I shall receive them here when they arrive," he informed General
Dupree, who accompanied him.
The day passed slowly for Hal and Chester.
Much as they would have liked to look about the city a bit they knew
that their duty lay with the others who had come to Hirson, and they
stuck close to the railroad station.
"Hope we don’t have to linger here long after the conference," said
Chester. "This is not my idea of having a good time, at all."
"Nor mine," Hal agreed; "and yet, when we get back to America we will
have something to talk about."
"Rather," Chester agreed dryly. "But I wish something would hurry up
and happen."
"So do I; but wishing won’t do any good."
"Maybe not; but it gives a fellow something to talk about, and that
helps pass away the time."
The day drew toward a close at last.
Hal and Chester, along toward 4 o’clock, found themselves close to the
telegraph operator in the station. Suddenly the clattering of the
instrument became more nervous. The operator pricked up his ears. Then
he leaped to his feet excitedly.
"They’re coming!" he cried.
*CHAPTER XX*
*THE GERMAN ENVOYS ARRIVE*
A third train drew into the station. Two French officers alighted
first. These were the men who had been directed to receive the German
representatives and accompany them to Marshal Foch’s headquarters.
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