He would be very useful to Joe and Blake, they felt, knowing their ways
as he did, and being able to work a camera almost as well as they
themselves.

"Did the boss tell you just what we were to do?" asked Blake of Joe one
day, when they were perfecting the details for taking the new pictures.

"No. But he said he would write us in plenty of time. All I know is that
we're to go to Belgium, or Flanders, or somewhere on the Western front,
and make films. What we are to get mostly are pictures of our own boys."

"Most of them are in France."

"Well, then we'll go to France. We're to get scenes of life in the camps
there, as well as in the trenches. They're for official army records,
some of them, I believe."

"And I hope that crazy Frenchman doesn't follow us over and spoil any
more films," added Charles, who was loading a camera.

"Not much danger of that," was Joe's opinion.

"Come, don't nurse a grudge," advised Blake.

It was about a week after this that the two boys were ready to take the
first of the camp pictures over again.

"Better make 'em double, so there won't be another accident," advised
Charles.