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Altsheler, Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander), 1862-1919

"The Hosts of the Air"

He saw the misty smoke hovering over the hospital camp, and he
did not believe that any adequate force to meet the Germans could be
found there, but alarms could be sent in every direction.
He expected that more than one shot would be sent after his flying
figure, but none came and his swift flight took him far toward the
river. Then he saw a long line of dark forms before him and the flashing
tips of bayonets. Holding his arms high above his head he shouted in
French over and over again that he was a friend, and then ran almost
directly into the arms of a short muscular man in the uniform of a
French colonel.
"Bougainville!" he cried.
"Aye, Mr. Scott, it is I! My regiment is here and many others."
"Then look out. Chastel is full of Germans."
"It is for them that we've come!"


CHAPTER VI
JOHN'S RESOLVE

John stood weakly, and with heart palpitating, but it was only for a few
moments. Strength poured back in a full tide, and he said to
Bougainville:
"You'll let me go back with you?"
"Of course, but there's heavy fighting ahead. Messages warned us in the
night that the Germans had broken through, and ever since the storm
stopped the wireless has been talking to us, giving us the exact
details. We've been marching for hours. My regiment was the first to
cross the river but, as you see, others are close behind.


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