El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1919-07-26

! coincide, and not a little gratified
that French vigilance had thwarted
two Yankees to such an extent that
they must be convinced that their
foolhardy exploit was nopeless- In l'l
without even haranguing US ne po-
litely invited US TO share his supper.
After dinner we were escorted 10
train headed toward Paris, but We
jumped off 20 miles from the from
tier and again liked across into Al
SAGE. reaching a village the next
morning. where we found a French
motor truck. the driver Of which
agreed to take US to Mulhouse.
There in a small restaurant, the
name of which had been cnaneso
from Kaempfer's Weinstube TO the
Moulin Rouge Cafe. we met an am
bulance driver. He was good
natured chap, and over his bottle OF
Rhine wine grew communicative and
told us<the story of his life To re-
paw his confidence we recounted our
melancholy adventures He immedl-
ately volunteered to take US in his
ambulance to some spot near the
Swiss border, where we might nave
at night He happened to have papers
zone, even up to the frontiers
So the next evening my companion
and I hid under some blankets IN
his ambulance. True to his word our
miles from the border We were
stopped by a sentry. The editor and I
endured five or ten minutes OF the
most intense anxiety while the pa
troll examined our orlNers p1 papers
They were found correct. and. fortu-
nately. the sentry never thought to
look inside Of the machine
stopped often
Three miles further on we were
stopped once more and at the end OF
the next mile we were halted again.
Then we reached place where the
OF a mile OF the border There were
no guards on the highway in that
vicinity. All Of them we're stationed
over along the frontier itself The
driver stopped and we crawied out
As he disappeared in the darkness
leaving US a bit uneasy as TO what
our next move should be. We saw
the outline Of q figure approaching
US from the side Of the road It
proved to be an old Alsatiau peasant
p2nion brought his fluid French into
play the old man volunteered to
guide US in the direction Of the bor-
der Pulling his beard nervously, and
with his knees shaking a bit. he led
Us along a cOWpath through some
underbrush until we reached the top
of a high hill and a tree about one
hundred yards from the barricade.
Further he would not go. He parted
from US with the encouraging proph-
ecy that we were sure to be shot By
this time the moon was up and we
realized that the odds were a thou
sand to one against US But We had
come that far. and our ambulance
was gone, so we somehow summoned
up enough nerve to 20 ahead
Looking back on that night I am
quite sure tht II I had been alone
would have liked all those 80 miles
hack to 1Iulhouse. but I didn't want
to show the white feather in the
presence OF my companion. who was
a very cool chap I don't know what
his emotions were. but he didn't act
quite like a man starting off to
spend an evening at the theater:
Cross Border Into Switzerland.
Falling prone on the ground, We
wriggled forward and In Is or 20
minutes reached the barricade- Our
clothes caught on the barbs and were
torn. but Dame Fortune was with rs
this time, and we got across without
being spotted Hurrying beyond the
French zone we managed 10 slip
through the Swiss guards also, and
for half an hour we ran across ploWed
fields. over fences and through the
brush. When we were quite sure we
were well beyond the danger zone
we threw down our packs and did a
highland fling In Swiss farmer
meadow.
but we nelu our CELEBRATION a Dlt
too soon. Although in Switzerland,
we were by no means in Germany.
All night long we tramped across
that northern tip OF Swiss territory.
avoiding houses. roads. trails and rail-
ways which might bring US in con-
tact with anyone Ten miles distant
we could see the lights of Basle
and using those lights as a pivot We
swung around in a semicircle. over
ravinns. hills and hedge fences.
Hiking Across Switzerland
Once we had TO cross an interurban
line. As We approached the tracks
/ a car came tearing along and we
hurried for cover That was the first
time 7 ever ran from a trolley car.
In all that night during our hike
across Switzerland we saw but three
human beings-one a woman with
her face pressed against a farm
house window pane. and the other