A Yankee Flier Over Berlin

ne. He wanted to give Sim as much of a start as possible. While he was brushing the straw under Sim's bunk

p toward the door. "We

whispered. "C

heels. They walked down the hall and into a corner room. Sim crossed

ould see nothing. "There should be a guar

of," Sim hissed. "You

y guns or grenades

swered sharp

und he wiggled the rope. A minute later O'Malley was at his side. Sim arrived wit

ed out. A small light burned above the gate. The light revealed a truck filled with cans. Stan grinned in the darkn

g the cans,"

it into the truck. One of them fastened a chain across the

is snapped off

started forward with the boys beside him. The truck was sputtering and backfiring, pouring out rank smoke as they reached it

k next to the cab. There they crouched down with their knees pulled up.

in' cab ye called,"

osely," Sim answered and Stan heard him chuckle. "When we

' garbage," O'M

id. "Might as well do it while w

. Stan got hold of a can. It was heavy, but with O'Malley's help he was able to lift it up and

for the prisoners in the gh

skunks feed prisoners

soners of the lowest class pick

thing. For once he was stumped for words. They moved the c

ough the night. Presentl

at should be a well-lighted inspecti

up out of the can. He meant to keep it up in the w

moved around the truck. They poked bayonets among the cans and against them. Stan felt a blade strike the can he was in. The

boys popped out of the cans. O'Malley w

rought along a blanket to wrap meself in," he growled.

't need blood-hounds to

other clothin

ropping down toward a town. Lights winked

mall farmhouse on the right with tall trees. We get o

Germany?" Stan a

ss. People are paying well to get out of Germany before it c

ung to the outside. They saw dark fo

red as he swung a

d rolled on into tall grass. O'Malley hit close beside him, and they crouched behind

We have

ted window. As they neared the house, a dog began barking. Sim halted and the

," he

walking over gravel toward them. They advanced

e sent

show you," th

e opened the door. "Quick," he mumbled.

or. He moved to a window and pulled down the blind, then he faced them. He was

lothes," he

ng which he tossed on a table. The boys changed into rough shirts and dungarees.

" he said and

. "This place will be searched before

waited. Their host was gone for

e said. "You stay right here

has this all worked

Feeling his way he moved to another door. He could see a shaft of light under the door. Halting with his hand on the knob, he list

you spoke Ger

neaking around," the

ed it in school back home. How did you think I manage

id. "Thought something mi

d. "German farmers are thrifty people. They hate to burn good wool cloth, wh

German said and

rn them?"

We don't have time to waste havi

he talking and joine

member if Sim Jones had ever talked to him about his past. He c

ck door. They walked down a path and came to a small barn. Stan

n kicked O'Malley warningly upon the shin. Stan frowned. He should have warned O'Malley.

on very well with two of us spe

raut?" O'Ma

man said. He moved into the ba

There, by the light of the stars, the boys saw a two-wheeled

the hay,"

and Sim close beside him. They were forced to lie very close together because the cart was narrow. They

through. They were moving along a country lane. The cart turned out and a wagon passed. It was loaded with farm workers. Behind the wagon came a motorcycle and sidecar. A German so

He was in the middle and

u'll shake hay loose and som

assed other wagons loaded with slave labor going to the fields,

g hungry and thirsty, but the driver did not halt. He pulled out a bag from under the seat and munched

each up there an' grab that

not," St

petite in check, but

m eat," Stan advi

usage sandwich. 'Tis the most appetizin' th

own another narrow lane. Presently they came to a

rs," he whispe

the driver. He got down and be

aped prisoners," O'Malle

he was stabbed he meant to make no outcry. He felt the cold steel move across his body a few inches from his ch

the driver got back on his se

tered. "That wa

mall cut,"

yell?" O'Malley

e end for us if I had

shadows fell across the road and the cart p

boiled dog," O'

later," Sim

er turned off the road into a nar

dark," Sim explained. "We mus

and the driver

out

exed stiff muscles. O'M

ry. Got a

h me," th

aid of a flashlight, the guide located a trap door under some loose straw. He pulled it upwa

had boxes to sit on and a tabl

German said, nodd

er it. O'Malley opened the box at once. It contained a loaf of heavy bread, a few piece

ad. The boys made sandwiches and munched them. T

aid. "It compares favorably with the last roast

meal the boys sat wa

horse and dispose of t