“O-o-o-oh, I-I-I’m shot!” screamed the Dunce, as an arrow knocked his hat from his head, but the rest of the little soldiers never heard the foolish fellow, for they stood ready, awaiting the General’s order to fire.
Chapter Fourteen
ON THE WILD MEN’S ISLAND
“Deliver this note at once to the Old Soldier,” said the General, as he handed the following letter to the army aviator:
Commander of the rear guard of the Teenie Weenie Army, Camp Bitem, on the Swamp Road:
My dear Captain:
We have had a battle with the enemy and our brave men have put them to rout.
Our transport met with an accident and it was broad daylight before we landed on the island.
The wild men attacked us as we neared the shore and sent a shower of arrows at us.