Bøger af Clair W Hayes

Set against the backdrop of WWI, The Boy Allies in the Trenches is a thrilling adventure story that follows two young American soldiers in their fight against German forces. Full of danger, suspense, and heart-pumping action, Hayes' novel is a true page-turner that will keep you on the edge of your seat from start to finish.This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it.This work is in the "public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work.Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.

The Boy Allies With Pershing In France OR Over the Top at Chateau Thierry By Clair W. Hayes AUTHOR OF "The Boy Allies With the Army Series"

""The Boy Allies With Pershing In France: Or Over The Top At Chateau Thierry"" is a historical fiction book written by Clair W. Hayes in 1919. The story is set during World War I and follows the adventures of two American boys, Jack and Frank, who join the army and are sent to fight in France alongside General Pershing's troops. The boys face numerous challenges and dangers as they participate in battles and engage in espionage activities behind enemy lines. The climax of the story takes place during the Battle of Chateau Thierry, where the boys must fight their way through the German lines to deliver important information to their commanders. This book is a thrilling adventure story that also provides a glimpse into the history and events of World War I.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.

""The Boy Allies On The Firing Line: Or Twelve Days Battle Along The Marne"" is a historical fiction novel written by Clair W. Hayes and published in 1915. The book is set during World War I and follows the adventures of two teenage boys, Jack and Frank, who are American volunteers fighting alongside the French army. The story takes place during the Battle of the Marne, a critical battle that took place in September 1914 and lasted for twelve days. As the battle rages on, Jack and Frank find themselves in the thick of the action, fighting alongside their French allies against the German army. They face numerous challenges and dangers, including enemy fire, gas attacks, and the harsh conditions of trench warfare. Along the way, they meet other soldiers and civilians, both French and German, and learn about the human cost of war. Through their experiences, the boys learn about courage, sacrifice, and the importance of friendship. The book is a thrilling adventure story that also provides insight into the realities of World War I. It is a great read for anyone interested in history, military fiction, or coming-of-age stories.This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the old original and may contain some imperfections such as library marks and notations. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions, that are true to their original work.

"Now," said Herr Block when they had finished, "if you will tell me what success you had on your mission and how you managed I will appreciate it. After that, I will see you safely into your own lines. I have a large automobile waiting, and you may depart at any time; but I am greatly interested in your adventures."

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"Did you ever see such a mob, Hal?" The speaker was an American lad of some seventeen years of age. He stopped in his walk as he spoke and grasped his companion by the arm. The latter allowed his gaze to rove over the thousands upon thousands of people who thronged the approach to the king's palace at Rome, before he replied: "Some mob, Chester; some mob." "Looks like a real army could be recruited from this bunch," continued the first speaker. "Rather," agreed the other. "And unless I am mightily mistaken that is what will be done. Most of them are soldiers anyhow, you know." "True. I had forgotten we were in Italy, where military service is compulsory. Then you think that Italy has at last decided to enter the war?" "I certainly do. The Chamber of Deputies has done its best to keep Italy from becoming involved, but the voice of the people must be heeded sooner or later. I believe the time has come."

"And how do you feel now, Mr. Stubbs?" Hal Paine took his eyes from the distance ahead long enough to gaze toward that part of the military aeroplane in which three other figures were seated. It might rather be said, however, that two of the others were seated, for the third figure was huddled up in a little ball, now and then emitting feeble sounds. In response to Hal's question, this huddled figure straightened itself up long enough to make reply. "I feel sick," came the answer in a low voice. "How long before we can get back to earth, so that I may die peacefully?" "Oh, I guess you won't die, Mr. Stubbs," said Hal, chuckling a bit to himself. He turned his eyes ahead again and gave his entire attention to guiding the swiftly flying craft.

The rain fell in torrents over the great battlefield, as Hal Paine and Chester Crawford, taking advantage of the inky blackness of the night, crept from the shelter of the American trenches that faced the enemy across "No Man's Land." In the trenches themselves all was silence. To a spectator it would have seemed that the occupants were, either dead or asleep; yet such was not the case. It is true that most of the men had "turned in" for the night, sleeping on their arms, for there was no means of telling at what moment the enemy might issue from his trenches in another of the night raids that had marked this particular sector for the last few weeks; but the ever vigilant sentinels stood watch over the sleeping men. They would sound an alarm, should occasion demand, in ample time to arouse the sleepers if an enemy's head appeared in the darkness. Hal and Chester, of course, left the American trenches with full knowledge of these sentinels; otherwise they might have been shot. Once beyond the protecting walls of earth, they moved swiftly and silently toward the German trenches less than a hundred feet away-just the distance from the home plate to first base on a baseball diamond, as Hal put it-ninety feet.

"War has been declared, mother!" shouted Hal, as closely followed by his friend, Chester Crawford, he dashed into the great hotel in Berlin, where the three were stopping, and made his way through the crowd that thronged the lobby to his mother's side. "Yes, mother, it's true," continued Hal, seeing the look of consternation on Mrs. Paine's face. "The Kaiser has declared war upon France!" Mrs. Paine, who had risen to her feet at her son's entrance, put her hand upon the back of her chair to steady herself, and her face grew pale. "Can it be?" she said slowly. "After all these years, can it be possible that millions of men will again fly at each other's throats? Is it possible that Europe will again be turned into a battlefield?"

"Good-bye, Elmer, and you, too, Rooster!" "It's too bad we have to hurry home, and break up the Big Five Motorcycle Boys' combination, just when we've been having such royal good times over in the country of the Great War!" "But there was nothing else to do, Elmer, when you got that cable message telling you to take the first steamer home, as your mother was about to undergo an operation, and wanted to see you first."

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Frank Chadwick jumped from a chair in the front window and ran toward the door. A form had swung from the sidewalk along the drive that marked the entrance to Lord Hasting's London home and at sight of it Frank had uttered an exclamation. Now, as the figure climbed the steps, Frank flung open the door. "Jack!" he exclaimed with outstretched hand. "I feared something had happened, you have been gone so long and we had heard nothing of you." "I'm perfectly whole," laughed Jack, grasping his friend's hand. "Why, I've been gone less than two weeks."

"Boom! Boom!" Thus spoke the two forward guns on the little scout cruiser H.M.S. Sylph, Lord Hasting, commander. "A hit!" cried Jack, who, from his position in the pilot house, had watched the progress of the missiles hurled at the foe. "Good work!" shouted Frank, his excitement so great that he forgot the gunners were unable to hear him. "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The Sylph had come about, and now poured a broadside into the enemy. Then, from the distance, more than a mile across the water, came the sound of many guns. The German cruisers Breslau and Goeben were returning the fire. Shells, dropping in front, behind and on all sides of the Sylph threw up the water in mighty geysers, as if it were a typhoon that surrounded the little vessel. Shells screamed overhead, but none found its mark. All this time the vessels were drawing closer and closer together. Now, as the little scout cruiser rose on a huge swell, a single shock shook the vessel and a British shell sped true.

"What's that below, Hal?" The speaker was Chester Crawford, an American lad of some 16 years. Hal Paine allowed his eyes to turn from the steering wheel and glanced over the side of the flying aëroplane. "I don't see anything," he replied, after a careful scrutiny below. "Neither do I, now," said Chester, straining his eyes. At this moment the third occupant of the machine made his presence known. "Woof! Woof!" he exclaimed. The third speaker was Marquis, a dog. "Woof! Woof!" he barked again. Hal, with a quick move, slackened the speed of the aëroplane, and let it glide gently closer to the earth. "Must be something wrong," he confided to Chester, "or Marquis wouldn't be barking like that."

"Feels pretty good to be back in harness, doesn't it, Hal?" asked Chester, as, accompanied by a small body of men, they rode slowly along. "Great!" replied his friend enthusiastically. "And it looks as if we were to see action soon." "Yes, it does look that way." The little body of British troopers, only forty-eight of them all told, with Hal Paine and Chester Crawford as their guides, were reconnoitering ten miles in advance of the main army along the river Marne in the great war between Germany and the allied armies. For several hours they had been riding slowly without encountering the enemy, when, suddenly, as the little squad topped a small hill and the two boys gained an unobstructed view of the little plain below, Hal pulled up his horse with an exclamation.

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"Under Hal's firm hand the aëroplane came down gently, until at last it was soaring close to the treetops. And now, suddenly, both lads made out the cause of Marquis's uneasiness.Beneath them were thousands upon thousands of armed men. To the north, to the south, and to the east and west the dense mass of humanity stretched out. Hal and Chester, flying close to the earth, at last could make out moving forms below them."

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Great classic for teenagers. Easy to read for all ages. This book has been deemed as a classic and has stood the test of time.

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