“‘That is what Mathilde is trying to do,’ answered the girl, then screamed louder than ever, and the sentry turned out the corporal’s guard.  The corporal sent a messenger to the village to see if the child was right.

“‘If you believe me not, look yonder in the valley,’ exclaimed the girl, impatiently.  ‘What see you?’

“’Nothing.  Wait!  I see the moonlight glistening on something, I should say on a tin sign on a tree.’

“Mathilde laughed ironically.  ’It is indeed a sign, a bad sign, monsieur Corporal.  What you see is the moonlight reflected on the helmet of a German Uhlan.  Ha!  Now believe you the little Mathilde?’

“‘Call the captain,’ commanded the corporal.

“The commanding officer came hurrying out.  He questioned the child and ere he had finished the messenger came running back.

“‘The Germans are in force in the village,’ cried the messenger.  ’They hide in the houses and their sentries guard the approaches to the village.

“‘Summon the garrison to arms!’ commanded the captain.  ’You are a noble child, Mathilde.’

“While a small force was left to guard the fort the others of the garrison went down and surrounded the village.  They surprised and captured the sentries without firing a shot.  These prisoners were taken to the fort and locked up, after which the French in the village fired a volley into the air.  As they expected, the Prussians guarding the houses rushed out and began shooting, but coming from the lighted houses into the darkness of the early morning, their eyes were not keen and only one volley from the French was necessary to fill the Germans with fear.  The Germans very soon laid down their arms and surrendered.  While some of the invaders were wounded, no one was killed.  The entire German force was captured and marched, humiliated, to the fort on the hill.

“Next day, when the villagers came to a realization of what Mathilde had done, a purse was made up, everyone giving of his little savings.  This purse was presented to the child by the captain, in the presence of all his officers and many of his soldiers.

“Mathilde’s eyes were bright.  She held the bag of money in her arms for a moment, then, kissing it, placed it in the hands of the captain.

“’And I, monsieur le Capitaine, give it to our beloved France.  She needs it more than does the Little Mathilde, and with it Mathilde sends her love to the brave poilus of her beautiful France.’”

CHAPTER IV

FRANCOIS OUTWITS THE PRUSSIANS

“This morning I shall tell you what little Francois did to the Germans, as well as what the Germans did to Francois,” began Captain Favor at a following sitting on the lawn.  “Joe, you will be thrilled when you hear the story of the desperate chances this little French boy of twelve took for his country.

“He, like all of his youthful friends, was a noble fellow and a hero, quick-witted and very bright.  You would soon learn, were you in France, how keen and clever these French children are.  Their wits have been greatly sharpened since the war began.  But to our story—.