Army Boys on German Soil by Homer Randall
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farmhouses at longer and longer intervals. The country became
wilder, and as the path wound upward, they soon found themselves in the midst of mountains, on the other side of which lay the town for which they were bound. The leafless branches of great trees waved creakily over their heads as the wind whistled through them. There was no sign of human life or habitation to, be seen. For all that appeared to the contrary, they might have been in the depths of a primeval forest. "The jumping off place," muttered Tom, as at the command of the lieutenant the detachment paused for a short rest. "The little end of nowhere, I'll tell the world," returned Billy, gazing about him. "Gee, what a place to be lost in!" There was only a brief time permitted for rest, as the lieutenant was anxious to get his men over the ridge and at their destination before the short winter afternoon came to an end. The men fell in and the march went on. The sky had now become a steely gray, and flakes of snow began to fall. They came down slowly at first and then more rapidly, and the ground was soon covered. The wind too had increased in intensity, and the boys soon found themselves in what promised to develop into a genuine blizzard. The road had dwindled now to a mere mountain path, and even this was soon obliterated by the snow that was becoming deeper every minute. |
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