The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-03-30

= ' g ! to convince myself by repetition. But still wanted news of the shelling and was looking around he1plessly for some one I might ask when the iaison off 1 cer of the morning came by, stopped and asked me if I knew which room Colonel F. occupied. Answering in the affirmative, he requested me to show him the way.
 Follow me again tomorrow morn ing. You did good work today. Take the boy again. All this was said in snatches..
 was just beginning to be treasured by his words when my fears of a few moments ago returned ssIf this was the message from headquarters what was the other ?'' I1had no time to ask for the old lady called me and asked where I was going. I did not answer her, but in desperatioA hazarded in a whisper: A spy will meet me in the garden at g. Have some one there
 'D'acc6rh'' and Thanks" he< said aloud
 then hastily ran down and ex- p1ained to my 4andlady that3I had been showing the Englishman the colonel's room She still thought was French Looking at me moment over her glasses, she said: Don't mind me. Go back up there if you wish. When I realized what she meant blushingly stammered that the gentleman was not my lover. was burning with shame and was only able to compose myself by remembering that solely in her evil opinion of me lay the possible success { of my mission otherwise she would report my presence to the commanding officer, and he would in self defense be obliged to order me sent through to my own service.
 I waited with misgivtpgs. The hours seemed interninable felt blue and utterly depressed, and to, keep my spirits up I kept telling myself how wonderful it would be to help Ian But it was useless. The gloom re mained I couldn't shake it off. After what seemed an eternity o'clock sounded The old woman was dozing before the fire. Rene had gone to bed. i got up and slipped out into the gar den. From the shadow a figure came forward to meet me. I was too as founded for words. The man was wearing khaki.
 .sWe1I, ,ssI managed to say in a voice that was cold to my own ears, for khaki and spying got on my nerves,
 Speaking with the same doubtful ac- cent T had remarked before. he said: You spotted the guns all right. How did you do it so quickly
 The boy Rene did it. answered
 .sNow I .understand,'' he said. 'sI had, been W ordering who was working with you It will be more difficult to- morrow They are moving the guns tonight. You had better get. in there''- and he motioned to the house-'.and get busy A girl as pretty as you are can certainly find the soft spot in some of them. am going out stalking to- night, and if Hind anything 5. Why. you can signal the tallbe your self tomorrow interrupted.
 NO, you had better do that. It's safer, and this is too important to take any chance of fAmaking mess of it. No, what was saying is this, if locate them will pass by about 10 in the morning driving flock .sof sheep; follow me. will drive them behind the big guns and will have as many sheep as there are guns. Get behind the battery and give your sig nal''
 Sheep" managed to say, f''but you are wearing khaki.
 Yes! A dashed dangerous thing to do. coming to a place swarming with English, but as risky as it is it's the safest ?
 As he said this my spirits rose. didn't mind anything now, for after all he wasn't a Tommfe! Selling his country and his soul! couldn't have endured that just then. He was just 2 German who spoke English only too we'll
 But what was to do, even knowing what he, was. To gain time I asked, How will you find the guns?r
 "Oh, that's my business,u he said, and laughed.
 If you can't manage it will some one else come driving the sheep?. asked lamely, hoping might find confederate.
 f"Oh, unless I miss my guess, I'll be there,'' he said dryly. You had better go in," he added, Tor you will be missed.''
 looked up at him. T must know what he looked like. His face suggest ed America, and suddenly, felt had seen him somewhere.
 s'Who are, you?'s asked heIpIessly Where have seen you before p
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