aped the five Brothers, into the midst of the fighting
again. And it was hot and heavy. They would advance a little, firing
as they went, and then would drop as they realized that they were
getting too close to danger. After a moment's rest they would rush on
again.

And these tactics were slowly but surely driving the Germans back.
True, now and again the Huns rallied, and beat back their foes, but
this was not for long. The overwhelming rush of the Americans kept up.

Once, after the battle had been raging with unabated fury for
two hours, Jimmy and his chums, with some other brave lads, found
themselves cut off in a sort of pocket, surrounded on three sides by
Germans.

With exultant yells a squad of Boches rushed up to capture the hated
Americans, but the five Brothers never quailed. They fired their
rifles straight into the faces of their enemies, killing several, and
then a counter-attack by a large number of Uncle Sam's boys turned
the tide of the fighting at that particular place, and our heroes were
saved.

With rattle and roar, with sweat and blood, the big battle raged. At
one time it seemed as if the American advance would be held up because
of determined resistance of the Germans on the crest of a certain
hill. This was stormed again and again without result. But at last the
position was flanked, and the Huns wiped out. Then the American line
was made straighter and the battle began to lull. The foe was in
retreat.

"Dig in! Dig in!" came the command.

With their picks and shovels Jimmy and his chums, as well as the
other fighters, began to scoop out for themselves shallow holes in the
ground. And when these had been made as deep as was desired the five
Brothers, who had come through the fierce fighting with but minor
scratches, had a chance to look about them.

They were down in a little valley, the heights of which were held
by their comrades, and so they were comparatively safe, for a while.
Realizing this they began to think of food and water. They had very
little left in their canteens, and as there was a stream, not far away
Jimmy and his chums received permission to go to fill their canteens
and bring some to the wounded.

As they finished this work of mercy, and had taken some water
themselves, Jimmy saw, through an opening among the trees, a lonely
hut not far from the bank of the little brook.

"Wonder if anyone is in there?" he said. "It might have been a German
machine-gun nest--jus