working with poor tools, and they were
fancy-looking articles when we at last had them finished. The red
trimming was very fetching, but we thought it quite appropriate, for
there is always a lot of _red tape_ necessary in getting out of a
country that is _At War_. It was almost dark when we had our moccasins
finished, so we put them on and made ready for our start. Our boots
were securely fastened to our belts, and we took a final look at our
map. We were almost famished, but two raw potatoes was all that
remained in "the larder." However, we disposed of these, and just at
11 o'clock we started out.

The direction to the border was straight west, and we figured it must
be a mile and a half to the nearest point. But we had to keep under
cover as much as possible, so we couldn't tell just when we might be
near it. We crossed the wood at the side of our bush, and a few
minutes' walk brought us in sight of a small pasture field in which
there were three or four cows. The sight of these brought to our minds
the dandy drink of milk we had two nights before, and though we took an
awful risk, going out into the open, we thought it worth while. Once
more Mac stood on guard, and I crawled out to where the cows were
grazing. I tried them, one after another, but not a drop of milk could
I get. They had evidently been milked a short time previous. I made
the trip back in safety, and we started out, not knowing what minute we
might happen on a sentry's beat, which made our going exceedingly slow.

About 12.30 we came to the edge of a swamp, and here and there all
through it we saw dark objects that looked like men. We lay in the
long grass and watched to see if we could notice any movement.
Sometimes we thought there was, and then again we were sure they were
stationary. However, we had to pass them, so we crawled carefully
forward, and made our way close to where one of these objects was
standing, and when we thought we were near enough we raised up and took
a look. It was a stack of peat piled to just about the size of a man.
We had a good laugh, and I assure you we felt very much relieved. We
made our way safely across the swamp and had just reached the other
side when we heard the hounds. We listened, and noted that the sound
came from across the swamp, just the direction we had come. Mac said,
"Jack, they are on our track; we had better put out some pepper;" so we
sprinkled it on our tracks and, crouching as