TROUBLOUS TIMES FOR JACK
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had a sudden chill. Men were working in a field about three hundred yards away, for he could hear them calling to one another in German.
Suddenly there came a series of snappy barks. Jack looking around was horrified to discover a small dog. It was a dachschund, long of body, and with crooked, bandy legs. It was standing before the hidden boy and evidently bent on telling everybody by his barks that some suspicious person was hiding in the bushes.
It was a crisis that made Jack's blood run cold!
