“I suppose you won’t teach school there any more, then?” enquired Dick.
“No. I hardly know what I shall do.”
“Better join the patriot army,” urged Dick.
“I might do that. I’ll think about it anyway.”
Then, Dick having rested sufficiently, in the meantime having gotten his clothing into more presentable and comfortable shape, they began climbing from tree to tree, and presently joined Fritz on the end of the pathway.
“I’m glad to see you safe ouid uf der bog, Dick,” said Fritz, seizing the youth’s hand and shaking it vigorously. “I was afraid dot ve gould not ged you ouid.”
“I’m mighty glad you two happened around just when you did,” said Dick. “But where is Tim?”
“He vent back to der engampment last nighd,” was the reply. “He is going to bring some uf der solchers here to drive der retcoats avay und let der patriot settlers come back out uf der swamp.”
“Hurrah! That is good. The soldiers ought to get here pretty soon, then, if he went last night.”
“Yah, dey vill get here pretty soonness, Dick.”