Tensely they stood waiting for the order. It never came.
Suddenly, as if by magic, the terrific noise ceased. Where a moment before there had been a crashing as if of whole worlds smashing into collision in vast space, now there was a quietness that was startling.
"Cease firing!"
The order came just as the hands on Jimmy's watch pointed to eleven o'clock.
What did it mean? And then, faintly at first, but gathering momentum like a mighty wind, the word went up and down the trenches.
"The armistice is signed!"
"That means the war is practically over," said Bob.
"Maybe not," returned Jimmy. "There may still be much for us to do."
And that he was right will be learned by reading the next volume of this series, to be called, "The Khaki Boys Along the Rhine; or, Winning the Honors of War."
THE END