"Stubbs," pleaded Jennings, "don't be a hog. I've got to get word to The World. You know that."
"Then you should have got your own information," declared Stubbs.
Meantime, the little war correspondent had been scribbling busily, from time to time passing sheets of paper to the operator, who sat with his hand on the key.
Suddenly there was the sound of confusion without. A moment later half a dozen men rushed into the room. Stubbs smiled, as he recognized other war correspondents.
"I'm a little ahead of you, fellows," he said good-naturedly. "Now, I intend to keep this wire for the next hour. Then I shall release it to Jennings here. He'll probably do his best for you."
The other correspondents smiled sickly smiles. They were beaten and they knew it. True to his words, Stubbs ceased writing an hour later and Jennings captured the wire. Stubbs turned to Hal and Chester.
"Come," he said, "let's be moving. I think I have redeemed myself."
And he had, as later events were to prove; for The New York Gazette was the first paper in America to announce the fact that the armistice had been signed.
CHAPTER XXVIII
THE END DRAWS NEAR