Little Comrade: A Tale of the Great War

Excerpts from the BookIn a tiny room on the upper floor, a single cot had been placed. As the nurse stopped at its open door and held aloft her night-lamp, her eyes caught the gleam of other eyes, and she stepped quickly forward.What is it? she asked, softly. Why are you not asleep? You are not in pain?The patient-a mere lad he seemed of not more than seventeen-smiled and shook his head.I do not know German, he said in French.The nurse placed her cool hand upon the patient's brow to assure herself that there was no access of fever.This book is a Fiction, very nicely penned by the author. This book is a reproduction of an important historical work.