Some of the Americans snatched guns from the now cowed Germans, and prodded them back along the trench with the points of the bayonets. Others held hand grenades or automatic pistols ready, and the order to retreat was given.

Half a dozen Hun prisoners had been captured, but at a price, for when the lieutenant, hurrying his men back across No Man's Land, began to look over his party, he found three were missing. They had either been killed or wounded, or were left prisoners in the trenches.

"Are you there, boys?" asked Jerry again, of his chums, and he received reassuring answers from both.

"Hurt?" was his next inquiry, as they raced across the stretch, stopping every time there was a burst of star shells, and crouching down, making their prisoners do the same, to take shelter in some shell holes, some half-filled with water and others containing dead bodies.

"I'm all right," Bob answered. "Only a bit scratched by some Hun's bayonet, I guess."

"A bullet or a bayonet touched me in the side," came from Ned. "It's bleeding a bit, but not much. I'm all right."

Some of the others who were able to come back were not so fortunate, however, and two died later of wounds received in that night raid.

But the main party succeeded in getting back to the American lines, and hurried through the opening in the barbed wire, where a relief or a rescue party, whichever might be required, was in waiting.

"Good work!" commended the captain to his lieutenant. "And you got some prisoners?"

"Six!"

"That's fine. Couldn't be better. Get down now, there may be a Hun barrage in a minute. They'll be ripping mad when they find out what's happened. This was one of their main posts, and Prussians were on guard."

Jerry and Ned were each guarding a Hun prisoner, making him walk along ahead with upraised hands, while the guns, taken away from the Germans themselves, served as compelling weapons.

Into the trenches they had left a short time before the raiders made their way, and went to the dugout where they were to report. There the commanding officer of that sector met them.

Coming into the comparatively well-lighted place from the darkness, Jerry blinked as he looked at the captured Germans and then glanced to 

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