Peace Manoeuvres

The baker's boy flushed with indignation.


"Sure, I know that". he protested; "but my horse--HE don't know that!"


Lathrop slung his rifle over his shoulder and his leg over his bicycle.


"If the Reds catch you". he warned, in parting, "they'll take everything you've got".


"The Blues have took most of it already". wailed the boy. "And just as they were paying me the battle begun, and this horse run away, and I couldn't get him to come back for my money".


"War". exclaimed Lathrop morosely, "is always cruel to the innocent". He sped toward Carver Centre. In his motor car, he had travelled the road many times, and as always his goal had been the home of Miss Beatrice Farrar, he had covered it at a speed unrecognized by law. But now he advanced with stealth and caution. In every clump of bushes he saw an ambush. Behind each rock he beheld the enemy.


In a clearing was a group of Portuguese cranberry pickers, dressed a