ods to the ears of the exhausted
ones.

"What is it? What is it?" cried Bob. "What does it mean?"

"It means we're rescued!" shouted Jerry, jumping up and swinging his
cap, disregarding possible German snipers. "It means the relief has
come through!"

The lost battalions were found, the Germans holding them in the forest
were killed or driven away, and the remainder of the men were saved.

So ended one of the most dramatic episodes of the war, the losing and
finding of these brave men who would not surrender, but preferred
death first.

On came the relieving army, and there was rest and food and sleep for
the beleaguered ones--and of it all perhaps they needed sleep most,
for they had not dared to rest much during that terrible week.

"But it will be something to tell the folks back home," said Bob, as
the three chums sat down together, able to eat and talk without the
fear of a German bullet or shell.

"Yes, if we ever get there," admitted Ned.

"And, all this while, we haven't heard a word from the professor,"
said Jerry. "I'm worried about him."

So were his chums, and if they could have seen their friend at that
moment their anxiety would have been justified.

For briefly to chronicle the adventures that befell the little
scientist: The morning he had wandered from his temporary French
boarding place without his hat, he really had gone in pursuit of a
strange and rare butterfly.

Then, as so often happened, he became so engrossed in his scientific
work that he forgot all about everything else, and, before he knew it,
he was miles away from home--or what passed for home in those days.

It was late afternoon when Professor Snodgrass finally captured the
butterfly which had eluded him so long, and put it carefully away in a
pocket case. Then he began to think about getting back. His stomach
told him it was long past his dinner hour.

Just how it happened he never knew, and probably it would never happen
again, but he managed to wander across No Man's Land at a place
secluded, and thinly guarded, and found himself behind the German
lines.

Professor Snodgrass was not aware of this. He saw only that he was
approaching a small French village down a pleasant valley, so far away
from the immediate theater of war that the distant guns made but a
dull rumble.

At first the little scientist thought it was his own humble village he
was coming to, and it was not until he saw some German soldiers about,
and n