Grace Harlowe with the Yankee Shock Boys at St. Quentin 4 The Rescue Teen Adventures.
chapter 4 of grace harlow with the yankee shock boys at saint quentin by jessie graham flower this librivox recording is in the public domain chapter 4 the rescue of j alfreda alfreda followed directions to the letter the instance the firing began she too sprang out and turning to the left ran on fleet foot dodging this way and that stooping low as she ran proceeding some distance before she was discovered it was then that the bullets began to whistle overhead and around her some snipping up the dirt ahead and to one side of the fleeing girl alfreda needed no encouragement to simulate fear she had it their shooting at me was the thrilling thought that filled her mind shooting at me alfreda briggs it was a new experience for the dignified young lawyer s one that she wished she might have been spared from in the meantime grace harlow was running dropping down dodging springing up and dashing ahead in a manner that must have upset the marauding german patrol at least it did not assist them to accurate shooting for few bullets came near enough to the girl to cause her great distress one went through her gas mask another clipped the shoulder of her blouse and a third plowed a furrow through her right legging there goes alfreda cried grace good for her just see that girl run grace laughed in spite of the desperateness of her own situation alfreda disappeared in the shadows still running and the young ambulance driver drew a sigh of relief believing that her companion was now safe the german patrol no longer able to see her in a few moments grace was creeping down the bank to the road after first satisfying herself that there were no germans about having reached a point some distance to the westward of the place where alfreda might be supposed to have made contact with it and there she sat down to rest briefly and wait for miss briggs after sitting for fully 15 minutes grace becoming worried over her friend's failure to come on decided to go back to look for her she knew very well that it was not a prudent thing to do but it was what grace harlow was going to do no matter what obstacles might be met with in the meantime alfreda had topped the crest of the bank where she stood for a few seconds swaying and gasping for breath then plunged head first down it and rolled over and over until she finally brought up at the bottom of the ditch in a dead faint as grace neared the scene of their accident she proceeded with great caution on the way there she had picked up a rifle there being many of them about and satisfying herself that it was fully loaded slung it under one arm just for luck she muttered i'm not a combatant but having a weapon gives one confidence in such circumstances as these a scream brought the overton girl up short she recognized the voice as belonging to j alfreda briggs and throwing prudence aside dashed ahead at full speed there they are she whispered with a tightening at her heart as she made out half a dozen helmeted heads bending over something at the side of the road help oh help grace harlow took her own self promptly in hand all traces of excitement instantly left her she was cool and collected alert and clear visioned as she slipped out of the road and took to the ditch where there would be less danger of discovery the bosch's have found her they will take her but i'll drive them off or perish in the effort declared the overton girl beginning to creep up on the scene she could now see her companion sitting up the men bending over her apparently questioning her now mr bosh look out bringing the butt of the rifle to her shoulder grace took careful aim over the heads of the men of the enemy patrol and pulled the trigger bang bang bang bang it suffice to cause the bosch's to throw themselves flat on the ground but not enough to start them going bang bang bang bang how i wish i dared shoot lower muttered graced harlow...