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Title: The Boy Allies with the Cossacks
Or, A Wild Dash over the Carpathians

Author: Clair W. Hayes

Release Date: January 13, 2010 [EBook #30951]

Language: English

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THE BOY ALLIES WITH THE COSSACKS

OR

A WILD DASH OVER THE CARPATHIAN MOUNTAINS

By CLAIR W. HAYES

AUTHOR OF

"The Boy Allies at Liege"
"The Boy Allies On the Firing Line"
"The Boy Allies In the Trenches"

A. L. BURT COMPANY

NEW YORK

Copyright, 1915

By A. L. Burt Company

The Boy Allies with the Cossacks

[Illustration: ALEXIS--FROM HIS CANTEEN POURED WATER OVER THE LAD'S
FACE. _Page 203._ _The Boy Allies With the Cossacks_.]

THE BOY ALLIES WITH THE COSSACKS.

CHAPTER I.

FLYING.

"What's that below, Hal?"

The speaker was Chester Crawford, an American lad of some 16 years.

Hal Paine allowed his eyes to turn from the steering wheel and glanced
over the side of the flying aeroplane.

"I don't see anything," he replied, after a careful scrutiny below.

"Neither do I, now," said Chester, straining his eyes.

At this moment the third occupant of the machine made his presence
known.

"Woof! Woof!" he exclaimed.

The third speaker was Marquis, a dog.

"Woof! Woof!" he barked again.

Hal, with a quick move, slackened the speed of the aeroplane, and let it
glide gently closer to the earth.

"Must be something wrong," he confided to Chester, "or Marquis wouldn't
be barking like that."

Both lads peered into the darkness that engulfed them on all sides. As
far as the eye could penetrate there was nothing but blackness, solid,
intense.

"Let's go a little lower, Hal," whispered Chester.

Under Hal's firm hand the aeroplane came down gently, until at last it
was soaring close to the treetops. And now, suddenly, both lads made out
the cause of Marquis's uneasiness.

Beneath them were thousands upon thousands of armed