. Fighters young Americans want to know; heroes of our country's wars . heir own wants,—and they wantedmuch. Under Toms direction, stones hastilywere gathered and in a brief time the cornmeal and bacon were cooking over a fire in theimprovised fire-place. As the meal progressed, Toms spirits laugh was the loudest and his song thenoisiest of all. Nor was he willing to heedthe appeals of his comrades, who were wellaware that more than a hearty breakfast wasrequired to enable them to escape their doggedpursuers, who now for two days steadily hadbeen following them. Even the songs of Tom


. Fighters young Americans want to know; heroes of our country's wars . heir own wants,—and they wantedmuch. Under Toms direction, stones hastilywere gathered and in a brief time the cornmeal and bacon were cooking over a fire in theimprovised fire-place. As the meal progressed, Toms spirits laugh was the loudest and his song thenoisiest of all. Nor was he willing to heedthe appeals of his comrades, who were wellaware that more than a hearty breakfast wasrequired to enable them to escape their doggedpursuers, who now for two days steadily hadbeen following them. Even the songs of Tom Archer abruptlyceased, however, when suddenly one of theguards was discovered running swiftly towardthe spot, frantically waving his arms in warningas he approached. Instantly every man seized 99 FIGHTERS YOUNG AMERICANS WANT TO KNOW his rifle, leaped to his feet and stood with eyesfixed upon the approaching vidette. Silencerested over the region. Only the cry of a far-away bird in the swamp and the sight of a slowlycircling buzzard provided any change in AMERICAN ARTILLERY DRAWN BY OXEN What is it? Speak up, man! called Tom,as the guard drew near. Tories! Eedcoats!,, gasped the excitedvidette. How many? Eighteen. 1 i Where are they now ?9 Just beyond the hill. Coming this way? The breathless guard nodded his head, butwas unable to speak more. 100 TOM ARCHERS DARING As he turned to his men there was a flash inHorns eyes which in part belied the drawl inhis voice as he said, Only eighteen? Is thatall? I wouldnt mind facing that picayunenumber alone. But Cornwallis is only a half-hour behind,the guard managed to state. How do you know? Because I reckon I know his advanced guardwhen I see it. Of course, acknowledged Tom might have known. When he bade his men mount and follow himand then led the way toward the old bridgeacross Troublesome Creek, there was consterna-tion among Toms followers and even low mur-murs of protest were heard. Was this anotherof Toms


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