for several other dog teams soon came up, and presently they were going back and forth like faithful shuttles between the beleaguered army and its source of ammunition.
But the personnel of the teams was constantly changing. Hardly a trip was made but that some poor dog was left behind dead.
For if they were too badly wounded to stay in the team they were shot. This was the best way in such a dreadful place.
Nor were the dogs the only part of the outfit to suffer. The drivers were also often wounded or killed. If they were wounded, Pierre would see two men carrying them out through the dark tangle of the woods on a stretcher. Often Pierre was terribly thirsty and there was no water to be had. The little streams where
