The Boy Scouts In Russia

rballen. The lieutenant who had saved him from Suvaroff lent him what money he cou

o my mother in Danzig. If you cannot, do not let it worry you! If any people ask you questions, answer them quickly. If any tell you to stop, stop!

good friend, and, indeed, he was. Not many men would have been so considerate and so kindly, especially at such a time, to a strange boy fr

n is to get me, he will do so, and it will not help to be afraid, or to think of the chances that I may not see the end of what has been begun t

red said a

," he said. "But I can't wish that your country may be

Ernst, with a laugh. "Even though i

e-who are even your enemies," said Fred. "Ye

Your heart must be with your own. But you don't s

st had told him which road to follow, telling him that if he stu

cannot tell the enemy anything useful, and there will be less reason for our people to make trouble for you. Your only r

many miles about who knew him was his bitter enemy. Now he had found that he could still inspire a man like Ernst with belief in his truthfulness and honesty, and the knowledge did him a lot of good. And then, of course, he had another excellent reason for n

n part in many a hike, and if few of them had been at night, he was still thoroughly accustomed to being out-of-doors, without even the shelter o

ourney to Virballen whenever he could. It had been comfortable enough on the train; he had not been treated as a prison

are very hot. So Fred had made up his mind, as soon as he understood that he had a good deal of walking before him, to do as much of his traveling as

were very largely used for pasture, and he saw a good many horses. He remembered now that this was the great horse breeding district of Germany. Here there were great estates wi

e war, I suppose they'll take every horse that's able to work at all, whether it'

. They had fought well in the past in a good many wars. But somehow it seemed rather absurd to match them, with their undersized horses, against magnificent specimens of men and horseflesh such as the German ca

meone along!" he

, that certain indication that people were near, somehow only made him feel lonelier than he had been in the starlit darkness of the night. This would be good enough fun, if only one of his many friends back home were along-Jack French, or Steve Vedder. It was with them that he

dventure. Now it seemed rather flat and stale. But that was partly because having tramped all night, he was really beginning to be tired. So he went on t

sly headed, "Kriegzustand!" That meant mobilization and war. The men had answered the call already, all except those who were too old to spr

ke it was to find a soldier shaking him roughly by the shoulders, and ordering him to get up. And outside were all the sounds of his dream. The sun was high for he had been asleep for several hours. So he g

responsible person could vouch for him, he was very lucky. It was because he was a boy, and obviously an American boy, that

oreigner can be allowed to see. We believe absolutely that you are not unfriendly, and that you have no intention of reporting anything you might chan

you will be at liberty to pass on, on your way to Koenigsberg. I will add to Lieutenant Ernst's advice. When you reach Koenigsberg, after you have reported yourself to the police, wait there until a train can take you to Berlin. It

e seen here. He could guess by this time that without any design he had stumbled on a spot that was reckoned rather important by the Germans, for the time being

left Virballen. Sunday brought news of a clash with France, far away on the western border, and of the German invasion of Belgium. Monday

caught his first glimpse, which was not to be his last, of the wonderful German field kitchens, in the mighty ovens of which huge loaves of bread were being baked even while t

German army, save a small force of Uhlans, vanished from the village. That evening, refreshed and ready for the road again,