Tom Slade with the Boys Over There   By: Percy Keese Fitzhugh (1876-1950)

TOM SLADE WITH THE BOYS OVER THERE

BY PERCY K. FITZHUGH

Author of TOM SLADE, BOY SCOUT TOM SLADE AT TEMPLE CAMP TOM SLADE ON THE RIVER TOM SLADE ON A TRANSPORT

Illustrated by R. EMMETT OWEN

Published With the Approval of THE BOY SCOUTS OF AMERICA

GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS: NEW YORK

Made in the United States of America

Copyright, 1918, by GROSSET & DUNLAP

To

F. A. O.

The real Tom Slade, whose extraordinary adventures on land and sea put these storied exploits in the shade, this book is dedicated with envious admiration.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

I THE HOME IN ALSACE 1 II AN APPARITION 5 III TOM'S STORY 12 IV THE OLD WINE VAT 22 V THE VOICE FROM THE DISTANCE 32 VI PRISONERS AGAIN 38 VII WHERE THERE'S A WILL 42 VIII THE HOME FIRE NO LONGER BURNS 51 IX FLIGHT 58 X THE SOLDIER'S PAPERS 64 XI THE SCOUT THROUGH ALSACE 72 XII THE DANCE WITH DEATH 79 XIII THE PRIZE SAUSAGE 84 XIV A RISKY DECISION 90 XV HE WHO HAS EYES TO SEE 97 XVI THE WEAVER OF MERNON 103 XVII THE CLOUDS GATHER 112 XVIII IN THE RHINE 118 XIX TOM LOSES HIS FIRST CONFLICT WITH THE ENEMY 124 XX A NEW DANGER 131 XXI COMPANY 137 XXII BREAKFAST WITHOUT FOOD CARDS 141 XXIII THE CATSKILL VOLCANO IN ERUPTION 145 XXIV MILITARY ETIQUETTE 155 XXV TOM IN WONDERLAND 162 XXVI MAGIC 167 XXVII NONNENMATTWEIHER 174 XXVIII AN INVESTMENT 180 XXIX CAMOUFLAGE 184 XXX THE SPIRIT OF FRANCE 190 XXXI THE END OF THE TRAIL 196

TOM SLADE WITH THE BOYS OVER THERE

CHAPTER I

THE HOME IN ALSACE

In the southwestern corner of the domains of Kaiser Bill, in a fair district to which he has no more right than a highwayman has to his victim's wallet, there is a quaint old house built of gray stone and covered with a clinging vine.

In the good old days when Alsace was a part of France the old house stood there and was the scene of joy and plenty. In these evil days when Alsace belongs to Kaiser Bill, it stands there, its dim arbor and pretty, flower laden trellises in strange contrast to the lumbering army wagons and ugly, threatening artillery which pass along the quiet road.

And if the prayers of its rightful owners are answered, it will still stand there in the happy days to come when fair Alsace shall be a part of France again and Kaiser Bill and all his clanking claptrap are gone from it forever.