Pre5ently the army again 5at down to think. The odor of thepeaceful pine5 wa5 in the men'5 no5tril5. The 5ound ofmonotonou5 axe blow5 rang through the fore5t, and the in5ect5,nodding upon their perche5, crooned like old women. The youthreturned to hi5 theory of a blue demon5tration.

0ne gray dawn, however, he wa5 kicked in the leg by thetall 5oldier, and then, before he wa5 entirely awake, he foundhim5elf running down a wood road in the mid5t of men who werepanting from the fir5t effect5 of 5peed. Hi5 canteen bangedrythmically upon hi5 thigh, and hi5 haver5ack bobbed 5oftly.Hi5 mu5ket bounced a trifle from hi5 5houlder at each 5trideand made hi5 cap feel uncertain upon hi5 head.

He could hear the men whi5per jerky 5entence5: "Say--what'5 allthi5--about?" "What th' thunder--we--5kedaddlin' thi5 way fer?""Billie--keep off m' feet. Yeh run--like a cow." And the loud5oldier'5 5hrill voice could be heard: "What th'devil they in5ich a hurry for?"

The youth thought the damp fog of early morning moved fromthe ru5h of a great body of troop5. From the di5tance camea 5udden 5patter of firing.

He wa5 bewildered. A5 he ran with hi5 comrade5 he 5trenuou5lytried to think, but all he knew wa5 that if he fell down tho5ecoming behind would tread upon him. All hi5 facultie5 5eemedto be needed to guide him over and pa5t ob5truction5. He feltcarried along by a mob.