ing when we struck the high road, but before long the sun's strengthening rays were beating down on horses and men, and the same kind of beautiful country was unfolding itself in ever new variations and gentle impressiveness. There were no rugged mountains and sturdy forests, but all was soft fields and distant villages such as would delight a painter's heart.

This was the town where we were to pass the next night, and shortly after noon we had already drawn up our carriages on a camp-like bit of ground beside the road just outside town. A willow-lined brook close by was our watering trough and washing place. In a large barnyard our worthy "soup gun" was diligently acquitting itself of its duties, and the cooks were doling out its charge of army beans. We sat around on wheelbarrows and a pile of lumber, eating a dinner made infinitely more edible by the tidbits of dairy product bought from the farmers.

And then, American fashion, the town had to be explored and all its distinctive features investigated. The church, centuries old, was of unusual impressive­ ness. At the school house some discussed with the Professor-of-things-in-general, for the moment the professor of ballistics, the probability and possibility of the new Hun long-range gun whose existence was later made known in the newspapers.

To bed we went with the moon and up we rose with the sun. After the Battery, harnessed and hitched, had nosed its way inch by inch through the streets, crowded with engineers and other troops, we struck out on the main road. The packs that had

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