biting so fiercely at the back of his neck that he did not take
time to dash the first one to the ground, but still holding it aloft with
his left hand sought to pluck the other away with his right.

He was unsuccessful in this, for he could not obtain a good hold on the
last cat. With a cry of rage he suddenly dashed the cat he held aloft to
the ground, and then threw himself to the ground backward, pinioning the
cat beneath him.

The cat screamed angrily, and succeeded in squirming from beneath Stubbs;
but instead of running away it launched itself directly at Stubbs' face.
Stubbs threw up his arm just in time and caught the animal by the neck.
Then he walked over to a tree, the Germans allowing him to pass, and
dashed the animal's head against the trunk.

The fight was over. The truce was ended.

Quickly the British and German soldiers returned to their shelter on
opposite sides of the road. Five minutes passed. Then a British soldier
who had exposed himself tumbled over, struck by a stray German bullet.

The battle in the dark was on again.

CHAPTER VII.

THE FIGHT IN THE WOODS.

Chester had drawn Stubbs to shelter behind a large tree, and now, bending
over the little war correspondent, sought to stop the flow of blood from
his wounds. Stubbs was not seriously injured, although he had been badly
scratched and bitten in the back of the neck.

"You are a fine bunch, you are!" exploded Stubbs when Chester announced
that he had dressed the wounds as well as he could. "Wanted to see those
cats chew me up, didn't you?"

"You are a brave man, Mr. Stubbs," replied Chester. "You have
accomplished a feat you may well be proud of the rest of your life. It
isn't every man who has the chance of distinguishing himself by slaying
three wild cats single handed."

"Were they wild cats?" asked Stubbs in surprise.

"Well, they were cats and they certainly were wild," replied Chester.
"Yes, sir, you are a brave man."

"I know that," said Stubbs, "but just the same you fellows should have
pitched in and helped me out."

"Had we not been struck motionless by your great display of courage, we
might have done so," replied Chester, smiling to himself. "But surely you
would not have had us rob you of the glory?"

"Well, no, I wouldn't have wished that," answered Stubbs. "But just the
same when a man is attacked by a bunch of wild cats, the first thing he
thinks of is help."

"But tell me, Mr. Stubbs," said Chester