The Boy Allies with Marshal Foch; or, The Closing Days of the Great World War Chapter 14

class="pfirst">Bullets flew thick and fast after the two lads as they clashed for the shelter of the American lines beyond. Fortunately, however, none touched them.

The Germans, it appeared, were so bewildered by the suddenness of Chester's appearance, single-handed attack and the flight of the two chums that followed, that they forgot all about their searchlights, which would have made it possible for them to have picked off fugitives at will; or else they had no searchlights in that section of the field.

Zig-zagging from right to left, the lads ran at top speed. For a time bullets whistled unpleasantly close, but soon they became few and far between.

Hal slowed down. Chester followed his example.

"Whew!" said Chester. "Pretty close, but we're safe enough now, I guess."

"By George! I hope so," declared Hal. "But there is just one job that I would have liked to complete before getting away from there."

"What's that?" demanded Chester.

"I would like to have let a little lead into that big German lieutenant who battered me up with his fist."

"Don't blame you," said Chester. "I'd like a shot at him myself."

"Well," said Hal, "I left my mark on his throat, and that's some satisfaction. Also, I disposed of the colonel who was responsible, and there's more satisfaction there, too."

"I saw you," replied Chester. "It was a neat shot."

"Well," said Hal, "we've done something that a couple of other couriers sent out by General Rhodes failed to accomplish—we have passed through the German lines. The general's plans will not go wrong if we can help it."

"Right," agreed Chester. "And I figure that the sooner we report to General Lejeune the better."

"Correct as usual. But I don't know that I care to try and repeat the feat of getting through. Besides, we have General Rhodes' permission to stay here until after the big battle if we like."

"And I vote that we stay," said Chester.

"Think I'll cast my own ballot that way," declared Hal. "We'll stick, unless something turns up to change our minds."

"Now for the American lines, then," said Chester.

They hurried on through the darkness and directly the dim outline of the American trenches loomed up ahead.

"Here we are," said Hal. "Now to get over."

As they would have climbed up, however, the figure of a soldier appeared above them. He saw them instantly and levelling his rifle cried:

"Halt! Who goes there?"

"Friends," said Hal briefly.

"Advance, friends, and be recognized," said the sentinel.

Hal and Chester obeyed and the sentinel scanned them closely.

"You look all right," he growled at last, "but I'm not sure of you."

"Do you think we'd be coming in here if we didn't belong?" demanded Chester.

"I don't know about that; but I can't see any good reason why you should be prowling around out in No Man's Land if you are not bent on mischief."

"Don't be absurd, man," said Hal. "We come from General Rhodes with a message for General Lejeune."

"A likely story," said the sentry. "How'd you get through the Germans?"

"Walking and running," said Chester. "But are you going to keep us standing here all night? I tell you we bear an important message from General Rhodes."

"What'd you both come for?" the sentry wanted to know.

"That," said Chester, thoroughly exasperated, "is none of your business, my man! Will you call the sergeant of the guard, or shall I?"

"Oh, I'll call him," said the sentry, "but I'll tell you right now I don't think it will do you any good. Kindly step up here, will you?"

Hal and Chester did so. Then, for the first time, the sentry saw that they were officers in the American army. He looked flabbergasted.

"I—I—I beg pardon, gentlemen," he said. "I didn't know you were officers. Why didn't you tell me?"

"You didn't give us a chance," said Hal shortly. "Kindly summon the sergeant of the guard."

The sentry argued no longer. He raised his voice in a shout that brought the sergeant of the guard on the dead run.

"What's the matter with you, you bonehead?" demanded the sergeant as he came lumbering forward. "Want to arouse the whole camp?"

"It's all right, sergeant," said Hal. "He only did as ordered. We have come from General Rhodes with an important message for General Lejeune. Will you direct us to his quarters?"

The sergeant saluted stiffly.

"Follow me, sirs," he said briefly.

Five minutes walk brought the three to the headquarters of the commander of the Second American division. There the lads were accosted by a member of the general's staff, Colonel O'Shea.

"We desire to see the general at once on a very urgent matter," said Hal.

Colonel O'Shea scowled.

"The general left orders that he was not to be disturbed unless upon a very important matter," he replied.

"But this is urgent," said Chester. "We are instructed by General Rhodes to deliver the message at once."

"But how am I to know the matter is so urgent?" asked the colonel.

"Because I say so, sir," said Hal quietly. "I am not in the habit of lying, nor of having my word doubted."

"Oh, is that so," said the colonel, though somewhat taken aback. "Well, I'm not sure the general will care to be disturbed. You may deliver your message, and then I shall consider whether your business is of such importance as to justify waking the general."

"We were not instructed to deliver our message to you, sir," said Hal simply. "I have to request again that we be given immediate audience of General Lejeune."

The colonel hesitated. Apparently he was on the point of refusing to arouse the general, but he thought better of it, shrugged his shoulders and turned away.

"One moment," he said brusquely.

He returned a moment later, however, followed by a second figure, attired in a suit of pajamas and rubbing sleepy eyes.

"General Lejeune?" asked Hal.

"Yes," was the sharp reply. "What is it?"

"We bear a message from General Rhodes, sir," said Hal.

"Well, let's have it, let's have it," exclaimed the general. "I've got to get back to bed and get some sleep."

"First, sir," said Hal, "I must explain that we came through the German lines where two or three other couriers lost their lives. General Rhodes wishes you to understand, sir, that the success of the campaign depends upon your acting in accordance with his message."

"I have no doubt of it," said General Lejeune. "I have been unable, since the German wedge was driven between our forces, to get into communication with General Rhodes or other divisional commanders. I am isolated here, but at the same time I consider my position impregnable, so I am standing pat."

Hal and Chester bowed in understanding of the general's explanation, and the commander of the Second division added:

"Come, sirs, what is the message you bring?"

"General Rhodes' message, sir," said Hal, "is that he requests you to attack the enemy before Sedan in full force on the evening of November 6, the attack to begin precisely at 6 o'clock."

"Very well," said General Lejeune, "and just what is at the bottom of this plan—what is to be gained by it?"

"That I do not know, sir," said Hal. "General Rhodes simply asked us to carry that message. He said that the success of the campaign against Sedan depended upon you doing your part."

"Well, I'll do it, never fear," said General Lejeune. "I've got one of the best fighting units in France, and there's not a man in it who's not dead anxious to get another chance at the Huns. You may take back word to General Rhodes for me, that I shall act in accordance with his wishes."

"If it is all the same to you, sir," said Chester with a slight smile, "we're not going back—not, at least, until the battle of Sedan is over."

"How's that? How's that?" asked the general in some surprise.

"Why, sir," said Chester, "General Rhodes gave us permission to stay with you if we deemed it imprudent to try and pierce the enemy's lines again."

"And you think it would be imprudent?" asked General Lejeune with a slight smile.

"In view of the trouble we had getting here, yes, sir," replied Chester.

"Very well, then," said the general, "you may remain with us. Colonel O'Shea, will you find quarters for these gentlemen? By the way, I did not catch your names."

"Crawford, sir," said Chester.

"Paine, sir," said Hal.

"Very well," General Lejeune continued, "Colonel O'Shea, will you please see that Major Paine and Major Crawford are provided with suitable quarters? And will you both report to me at 8 o'clock in the morning, gentlemen? I may have need of you. The Second division is an hospitable unit, but you'll find that guests are required to work as well as home folks."

"We shall be more than glad to do our parts, sir," said Hal.

"Very well. Now you have kept me out of bed long enough. I'll leave you both to the good graces of Colonel O'Shea, and if he doesn't find suitable quarters for you, you let me know and I'll have him court-martialed."

With this, and a smile on his face, the good-natured commander took his leave.

"By George!" said Hal, as the lads followed Colonel O'Shea from the general's quarters, "he's the most lively commander I ever did see."

"Full of 'pep' eh?" said Chester with a laugh.

"Yes," Hal agreed, "and I'll bet he's full of the same old 'pep' when it comes down to business."

And Hal was right.

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