goners, now, sure."

But, before Chester could reply, Hal jumped forward. With one hand he
released the brakes and threw the throttle wide--and the huge locomotive
leaped suddenly forward.

"It's our only chance," Hal shouted to Chester. "The track behind is
covered with wreckage, and it is impossible to go that way."

That the Germans understood their ruse was soon apparent. There was a
shout from the oncoming horde, and the sharp crack of rifles and bullets
began to spatter against the side of the engine.

"Well, we'll give 'em a chase, anyhow," said Hal grimly.

He opened the throttle even wider.




CHAPTER X.

A WILD RIDE.


The engine rocked crazily as it dashed along, and the boys hung on to
whatever offered for dear life. Around curve after curve they shot with a
lurch, the locomotive threatening at every turn to leave the rails.

"Where is the end of this road?" asked Chester of Hal, raising his voice