After a little Glück’s uncle came out with the basket of sandwiches that they were to carry with them for their lunch. The rain had ceased falling for a time, and they thought it best to start.
Brightly formed them in ranks, assigning to places of command such officers as were in the party.
“We can do better in marching order, boys,” he said; “we can make better time, and keep together better. Now, then, are you all ready? Forward, march!”
They moved out into the road in good form and with soldierly precision; but when they came in front of the large white farm-house, the command was given to them to halt.
“Right face!”
They turned as one man.
“Three cheers for Glück’s uncle and aunt!”
“Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!”
They were given with a will, and a rousing tiger added.