The Boy Allies at Verdun Part 47

"I don't know; but I wouldn't be surprised to hear the order at any minute now. Look at the ma.s.ses of reinforcements being rushed forward.

Surely, they are not being sent there just to hold the trenches. No; I believe that to-day General Petain hopes to carry at least the second and third line of trenches on our whole front."

And, as it transpired, Chester was right.

At four o'clock in the afternoon the French had established themselves firmly in the German second line trenches, although at great cost. Dense ma.s.ses of reinforcements were immediately rushed forward. To Hal and Chester this signified that there was still to be another effort that day.

And at five o'clock in the evening the effort was made.

Under a sun that beat down with terrific force, despite the lateness of the hour, the French infantry again advanced to the attack. Flushed with two victories earlier in the day, they went forward confidently and with eagerness and enthusiasm. Cheers broke out along the whole line as they advanced. Farther back, a band--many bands--played "The Ma.r.s.eillaise."

The German troops, twice driven back before the victorious French, nevertheless stood firm in their trenches. They had learned a dear lesson at the hands of their enemy this day; and while they realized fully that they were getting the worst of the battle, they still stuck bravely to their task.

Terrible as it was, it was an awe-inspiring sight that Hal and Chester, far back with General Petain and staff, witnessed through their gla.s.ses that late afternoon.

In dense ma.s.ses the French hurled themselves against the German trenches; and in great ma.s.ses they were hurled back again--those of them who did not lie upon the ground. Time after time the French charged what appeared to be impregnable trenches. Then, on their fifth effort, they reached their goal and surged into the trenches.

Immediately all was confusion there. An unguarded moment meant a man's death. Struggling as they were, it was, at times, almost impossible to tell friend from foe. But the troops distinguished somehow, and for what seemed ages they battled there, hand-to-hand.

German reinforcements rushed up in a valiant effort to save the day.

General Petain threw out supports for his own infantry. All these surged into the trenches and added their quota to the terrible din.

Several times the German cavalry charged, their riders dismounting when they reached the struggling ma.s.s of humanity and plunging into the fray with sabres and revolvers. But each time they were beaten off.

Gradually the French cleared the trenches. The Germans gave slowly at first; then more swiftly. The French pursued them with loud cries. The enemy broke and fled.

Again German reinforcements rushed to the attack. The French met them in the open, beyond the third line German trenches. The fighting was something terrible; but flushed with victory as they were, there could be but one ending.

A German bugle sounded a recall; and at almost the same moment the evening sun settled beyond the distant eastern hills.

The French had won the day!

Hal and Chester looked at each other. Then, even as the entire French staff broke into a loud cheer, the two lads grasped hands.

"We've won!" said Hal.

"Verdun is saved!" exclaimed Chester.

So there, upon this historic field, we shall take our leave of these two friends for the time; but we shall renew our acquaintance later, in a succeeding volume, ent.i.tled: "The Boy Allies on the Somme; or, Courage and Bravery Rewarded."

THE END