M. A. DONOHUE & CO.
CHICAGO
CONTENTS
| CHAPTER | PAGE | |
| I | Phil and Tim | [7] |
| II | Four Kilos on Hobnails | [11] |
| III | Digging in | [17] |
| IV | Gas Masks | [22] |
| V | A Machine-Gun Barrage | [27] |
| VI | The Boches Charge | [32] |
| VII | Timber Fighting | [37] |
| VIII | Aid from the Air | [44] |
| IX | “Kill, Kill, Kill” | [48] |
| X | A Novel Disarmament | [52] |
| XI | Phil a Prisoner | [57] |
| XII | A Barbed Wire Prison | [62] |
| XIII | Mr. Boaconstrictor | [69] |
| XIV | A New Prison | [75] |
| XV | A Light without Matches | [81] |
| XVI | Plans for Escape | [87] |
| XVII | Tunneling | [92] |
| XVIII | The Prisoners Take a Prisoner | [96] |
| XIX | Overheard in a Sandpit | [102] |
| XX | Escape | [107] |
| XXI | The Plot | [112] |
| XXII | Good-by | [118] |
| XXIII | The Fight in the Cellar | [122] |
| XXIV | Another Capture | [127] |
| XXV | A Chapter of Wind | [131] |
| XXVI | Turning the Tables | [135] |
| XXVII | Food for Prohibition | [141] |
| XXVIII | The Prisoners Flee | [145] |
| XXIX | In Hiding | [150] |
| XXX | An Audacious Scheme | [155] |
| XXXI | Phil’s Strategy | [159] |
| XXXII | Mr. Boa Again | [164] |
| XXXIII | Tanks and “Water Cure” | [170] |
| XXXIV | From Tank to Limousine | [178] |
| XXXV | In a Tight Place | [183] |
| XXXVI | Suggestive Flattery | [188] |
| XXXVII | A Useless Argument | [193] |
| XXXVIII | What the Lightning Revealed | [199] |
| XXXIX | “The Castle of the Human Snake” | [204] |
| XL | A Room of Torture | [209] |
| XLI | The “Subterrene” | [215] |
| XLII | Rescued | [220] |
Over There with the Marines
at
Chateau Thierry
CHAPTER I
PHIL AND TIM
Top Sergeant Phil Speed did not know exactly where he was when the long train of trucks bearing hundreds of khaki-clad American Marines stopped at a small town within easy gun-roar of the battle front in France. They were making little demonstration now. For weeks they had been cheering and been cheered until their throats became sore and well again—calloused, as it were. So spontaneous and so nearly universal had been the enthusiastic reception extended to them everywhere that it seemed as if every person who didn’t yell his head off must be pro-kaiser.