“I didn’t know a rattlesnake had hands,” gurgled Billy, and dodged the pass that Frank made at him.
“Well, now that the fighting is over, what’s the next thing on the program?” asked Tom.
“Where do we go from here, boys,
Where do we go from here?”
chanted Billy.
“That’s a question for our officers to settle,” remarked Frank. “Of course we’ll all go back to the good old U. S. A. eventually. At that, it will be a tremendous job to get over two million men back to the States. But I imagine a good many of us will have to stay over here and do police duty until the peace treaty is signed. Let’s go down to the headquarters bulletin board and see just what the armistice terms are. That may give us a little light on the subject.”
The men had been given liberty now to leave the ranks, and they found a great crowd gathered about a number of bulletin boards where the printed terms of the armistice had been posted. So great was the throng that they found difficulty in getting near the announcements.
“Here,” said Frank giving Tom a push. “You’ve got gall enough to get in anywhere. Buck the line and come back with the dope.”
Tom obeyed and wormed his way through the crowd until he got a good view of a board. He jotted down some of the main points and came back with his eyes bulging.
“We’re going to the Rhine, fellows!” he exclaimed. “We’re going to the Rhine!”