Uncle Sam's Boys with Pershing's Troops / Or, Dick Prescott at Grips with the Boche

oad over which the

inhabitants who are non-combatants keep within their doors-at all events, they rem

l occupations. If these brown natives understood our people better they wou

lieutenant decided that it would be necessary to slacken the pace for a while. Soldiers must not

d led out to the Seaforth plantation. Lieutenant Prescott ha

men halted, for fiv

nes of plantation life. There were broad fields, rich wi

ngs of the Draney pl

quiet. In fact, the main house was closed a

sergeant. "If all we hear about Draney is true, or ev

the front door opened, and Draney, bearing a rifle in the ho

wearied tone. Then the young commanding o

y, what is it?"

l you've com

u please," interpose

yonder we've been hearing firing

e you heard it?"

ten mi

ed the lieutenant. "The Seaf

" demanded Draney, wi

hurry on my way. Take care

delivered in a tone of some sarcasm.

ou going to leave some of your

plied the lieutenant, and again, no doubt,

k us here at any moment,

raney. But, in any event, I have no

nding troops in the field, you ha

f my discretion to weaken my d

five shots sounded fa

y as I do, Mr. Draney," uttered the you

leave me ev

d not reply

detachment,

the lieutenant cutting off the column

ed Lieutenant Prescott, under his bre

ion buildings were out of sight, the young s

hing in the sky ca

, stepping out of the way of t

tt uttered an exc

ly would send some of them back to tha

ood-red kite, flying high, and apparent

nal, sir," sugges

in the world of sending the news to the brown fiends swarming aro

back and arrest Draney and bring

e prepared to swear that some native had sent up the kite without his knowledge or permission. Sergeant, a fellow of Draney's type is always hard to catch, and it's bad judgment to try to catch him until you have evidence enough to hang him.

ce, Lieutenant

hment,

came to a stop Lieuten

bush us. Therefore, from now on, every man will move as quietly as he possibly can. No unnecessary word will be spoken in ranks. You w

ir

at any time you hear anything, or have any other reason to believe that you are nearing an ambush. Take the first path to th

good

'point,'

ndred yards in advance Lieutenant Prescott no

se to the enemy. At all events, fighting within the hour seemed almo

into it. Prescott knew, from his map, that the path would lead

much superior in numbers. The thrill was not exactly of fear, though there was some uneasiness in it. Every soldier

"all business," and to have a keen sense of responsibility which, however, did not dismay him in the least. No soldie

een much active service plodded along like so

ewness only by the eager light that shone in their eyes. These new men, too, took pains to

ng along over a narrow path in a rather dense forest, not knowing at what mome

s something exultant in the consciousness that, if attacked, one can render back a good account of himself, and that

enemy every man in it may be bowled over by a sudden shower of hostile bullets. But the main column is warned, and the commander can bring up the bulk of his force in battle line armed

iring broke out a

himself. "We'll spoil some of the joy of those savages when we get close enough to send them a raking volley. I hope

d, then a third

his men over the remaining ground, but Prescott, at West

ave been secretly nervous were at least certain that soon their suspense would be over. A few minutes,

men, and the same gesture was visi

s gesture carried further than did his voice. T

o those fellows yonder," whispered the corporal.

gh the rows of trees

ite children on the plantation and probably many native children of the neighborhood were taught,

ow was hurrying up with a can of oil, which, while the soldiers waited and watched, he sp

lue of education," whispered Lieutena

ned that made Hal Overto

to strike a match, one of the other Moros seized the fellow's arm

e of them climbed up. With a keen-edged creese he

; then, howling gleefully, they commenced to dance upon it. Every

there, with guns in their hands, and witness such des

issed Lieute

though bent on taking a shot, but Serge

d," muttered Overton, and Lieute

he roadway before the school. Then one of the Moros again struck a ma

, the brown rascals set out at a stea

heir main body our exact location. We must sink all other feelings until we have reached the plantation and rescued those imperiled there. Corpo

hment starte

run out into the clearing, recov

a keen look at the Army b

Serg

red no one; when he rejoined the column in the woods he

boy to his officer, "I hope to be able to te