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THE 8EMLWEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
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The Last Shot
FREDERICK PALMER
(Copyright, 1914, by
SYNOPSIS.
At their home on tha frontier hotween
,tho Drowns and drays Marta datland and
tier mother, entertaining Colonel Wester
(lnr of tho Grays, bco Captain Lanstron,
otaff Intelligence ofllcer of tho Browns,
Injured by a fall In his aeroplane. Ten
years later. Wcsterllng, nominal vlco but
real chief of stnff, reinforces South La
Ttr, meditates pn war, and speculate,! on
tht comparative aecs of himself and Mar
ta, who Is visiting In the Gray capital.
"Westcrllng calls on Marta. She tells him
of her teaching children tho follies of war
and martial patriotism, begs him to pre
vent war while ho la chief of start, and
predicts that If he makes war against tha
Browns he will not win. On tho march
with the 6M of the Drowns Private Stran
hy, anarchist, decries war and played
out patriotism and Is placed under arrest.
Colonel Lanstron overhearing, begs htm
off. Lanstron calls on Marta at her homo.
He talks with Feller, the gardener. Marta
tells Lanstron that she believes Vellor to
bo a spy. Lanstron confesses It Is true
Lanstron shows Marta a telephone which
I'Vllcr haa concealed In a secret passago
under tho tower for use to benefit tho
Browns in war emergencies. Lanstron do
clarca his love for Marta. "Wcatcrllng and
tho Gray premier plan to uso u trivial In
ternatlonal affair to foment warllko pa
triotism In nrmy and pcoplo and strlko be
fore declarjng war. Partow, Drown chief
of staff, and Lanstron, made vice, discuss
tho trouble, nnd tho Brown defenses. Par
tow reveals his plans to Lanstron. Tho
Gray army crosses the border lino and at
tacks. Tho Browns check them. Artll
lory. Infantry, aeroplanes nnd dirigibles
engage. Stransky, rising to make the
narchlst speech of his life, draws tho
Gray artillery tiro. Nicked by a shrapnel
splinter ho goes Berserk nnd fights "all
a man." Marta has her first gllmpso of
war in Its modern, cold, scientific, mur
derous brutality.
CHAPTER X -Continued.
This was tho very thing to whip
her thoughts bnck from the ltnoll. Ho
was thunderstruck at tho transforma
tion: hot,, color In her cheeks, eyes
afltimo, lips curving around a whirl
wind of words,
"You name tho very reason why I
wish to stay. Why do you want to
eavo tho womon? Why shouldn't thoy
bear their Bharo? Why don't you want
them to seo men piowed down. Is
It bocauso you aro ashamed of your
profession.? Why, I ask?"
Tho problem of dealing with an
angry woman breaking a Bholl flro of
Questions over his head had not been
ready solved In tho captain's curricu
lum lko other professional problems,
nor was It mentioned In tho ofllclal
Instructions about tho defenses of the
Galland houso. Ho aimed to smllo
soothingly In tho helplessness of man
"In preBenco of feminine fury.
"It Is nn old custom." ho was say
ing, but Bho had turned away.
"Lanny's plan mow' them down I
bbqw them down! "mow them down!"
ho wont on, moro to hersolf than to
him.
Was, there nothing for her to do?
Could Bho only look on In a fever of
restlessness whllo action roared
wound her? Tho sight of several au
tomobllo ambulances in the road at
tho foot of the gardon stilled tho
throbs of distraction In her temples
with un answer. Tho woundod! Thoy
were already coming in from tho field.
She hurried down th terraco steps.
Tho major surgoon In chargo, sur
prised to And any woman In tho vl
olnlty, wan about to tell her so auto
matically; then, In vlow of her Inten
sity, ho waited for hor to speak.
You will lot us do something for
tnom?" Marta asked. "Wo will make
them some hot soup."
He was Immediately businesslike.
No tests than Dollarmo or Pracasso or
tanstron or Wosterllng, ho had been
preparing throughout his professional
oaroer for this hour. Tho dotall of
earing for the men who wero down
had been worked out no loss system
atically than that of wounding them,
"Thank you, no I Wo don't want to
waste time," ho replied. "Wo must
Bet them away with all epood so that
tho ambulances .may return promptly.
It' only a fllteeu-mlnuto run to tho
fcoapltal, whore every comfort and ap
pliance are rwdy and whore thoy will
H given the iright things to oat."
"Then wo will glvo thorn some
lnel" Marta persisted,
"Not If wo can provoht It I .Not 'o
tart hemorrhages 1 Tho Hold doctors
fcave brandy for uso when advUablo,
Cid there Is brandy In all the ambu
aces."
Clearly, volunteer service wob not
wanted. There was no room at tho
2mmedlato front for Florunco Nightin
gales in the modern machine of war,
"Then water?"
The major Burgeon alniod to be pa
tient to an earnest, attractive young
woman.
"We have sterilized wator -wo have
everything," he explained. '.'If we
hadn't at this early stngo I ought to
m serving an apprenticeship In a vil
lage apothocary shop. Anything that
Means contusion, delay, unnecessary
Moltement Is bad and unmerciful."
Marta was not yet at tho dud of hor
resources. Tho rocolloctlon of tho dy
ing private who had asked hor mother
far a rose la tho last war flash od Into
ailnd
"You haven't any flowers I Thoy
won't do any harm, even It they aron't
torlllzMl. The woundod llko flowers,
don't; they? Don't you like flowers?
keokl We've million I"
"Yea, I do. They do, A good idea.
Bring nil the flowers you want to."
The major surgeon's mlle to Marta
Trtis nil ultoseUier on account of her
BT
Charles Scrlbner"s Soot)
suggestion. "It ought to help anybody
who was ovor wounded anywhero In
tho world to hnvo you glvo him a
flower I" ho was thinking.
Sho ran for an armful of blossoms
and was back boforo the arrival of tho
first wounded man who preceded tho
stretchers on foot. He was holding
up a hand bound In a whlto first-aid
bandngo which hnd a red spot In tho
center. Thoso hit In hand or arm, If
tho surgeon's glance Justified It, wero
sont on up tho road to a point a mile
distant, whero transportation In requi
sitioned vehicles was provided. These
men wore triumphant In their cheor
fulness. They wore alive; they had
done their duty, and they had tho
proof of It in tho coming souvenirs of
scars.
Some of the forms on stretchers had
peaceful faces In unconsciousness of
their condition. Others had a look of
wonder, of pain, of apprehension In
their consciousness that death might
bo near. Tho slnglo word "Shrapnel!"
by a hospltal-corpa corporal told tho
story of crushed or lacerated features,
In explanation of a whlto cloth cover
ing a head with body uninjured.
Many of tho wounded looked at
Marta oven moro than at tho flowers.
It was good to seo tho faco of a wom
an, her eyes limpid with sympathy,
and It was not what sho said but tho
way sho spoke that brought smiles In
response to hers. For she was no
solemn ministering angel, but high
spirited, cheery, of tho sort that tho
major surgeon would hnvo chosen to
distribute flowers to tho men. Every
remark of the victims of war made Ho
distinct and Indeliblo Impression on
tho gelatin of her mind.
"I llko my blue aster better than
that yellow weed of yours, Tom I"
"You didn't know Ed Schmidt got It?
Yes, ho was right next to me In tho
lino."
"Say, did you notice Dellarmo's
smllo? It was wonderful."
"And old Bert Stransky! I heard
him whistling the wedding march as
ho flred."
"Miss, I'll keep this flower forever!"
"They say Billy Lister will live his
cheek was shot away."
"Once we got gopjg I didn't mind.
It seemed like as If I'd been fighting
for years!"
"Hole no bigger than a lead-pencil.
1 II bo back in a week!"
"Yes; don't these little bullets make
neat littlo holes?"
"We certainly gave them 'a surprise.
when tliey came up tho hill! I won
der It wo missed tho fellow that
Jumped Into tho Bhell crater!"
"Our company got It worst!"
"Not any worso than oure, I'll wa
ger!" "Oh oh -can't you go easier?-Oh-h-h
" tho groan ending In a clench
ing of tho tooth.
"Hollo, Jake I You here, too, and
going In my autornobllo? And we'vo
both got lower berths!"
"Sh-h! That poor chap's dying!"
Worst of all to Marta was tho caso
of a shrapnel fracturo of the cranium,
"Why Do
You Want to
Women?"
Save the
with tho rosultlng delirium, In which
tho BUfforor'B incoherence Included
memories of childhood scones, mo
ments on tho flrlng-llno, calls for his
mothor, and prayors to bo put out of
mleory. A prod of tho hypodermic
from tho major surgeon, and "On tho
operntlng tnblo in fifteen minutes" was
the answer to Marta's question It the
poor fellow would llvo.
Until dark, In groups, at Intervals,
and again Blngly, tho woundod woro
coming In from a brlgado front In the
region whero tho rifles woro crackling
and tho shrapnol clouds woro hanging
prettily ovor the hills; and strotchora
wero bolng slipped Into place In tho
ambulances, whllo Marta kopt at bor
poet.
"Wo shan't bavo much moro to do at
this station," said tho major surgeon
whon a plodding section of Infantry In
retreat arrived.
CHAPTER XI.
At the Galland House.
Every unit engrossed In his own
work I Every man taught how a weak
link may break a chain and realizing
himself as a link and only a link! The
captain of engineers forgot Marta's ox
istenco as an error of his subordinates
caught his eye, and ho wont to caution
tho axmen to cut closer to tho ground,
as stumps gavo cover for riflemen. For
tho time bolng ho had no moro lnterost
In tho knoll than In tho wreckage of
tho dirigibles which wero down and
out of tho light
Aftef all, tho knoll waB only a single
point on tho vast staff map only one
of many points of a struggle whoso
progress was bulletined through tho
sittings of regimental, brigade, divi
sion nnd corps headquarters In net re
sults to tho staff. Partow and Lan
Btron overlooked all. Their knowledge
mado tho vast map llvo undor their
eyes. But our concern is with tho
Btory of two regiments, and particu
larly of two companies, and that Is
etory enough. If you would grasp the
wholo, multiply tho conflict on tho
knoll by ten thousand.
Thoro. had been tho engrossment
of transcendent emotion In repelling
tho chargo. What followed was llko
some grim and passionless franco with
triggers ticking off tho slow-passing
minutes. Dellarmo aimed to keep
down tho fusillade from Fracasso's
trench and yet not to neglect tho fair
targets of tho reserves advancing by
ruBhes to tho support of tho 128th.
Reinforced, tho gray strc-'.k at tho bot
tom of the Blope poured In a heavier
flro. Abovo tho steady crackle of bul
lets sent and tho whistle of bullets re
ceived roao the cry of "Doctor! Doc
tor!" which meant each time that an
other Brown riflo had been Bllenced.
Tho litter bearers, hard pressed to re
move tho wounded, loft the dead. Al
ready death was a familiar sight an
article of exchango In which Del
larmo's men dealt freely. Tho man
at St'ransky's sldo had been killed out
right. Ho lay face down on his rifle
stock. His cap had fallen off. Stran
sky put It back on tho man's head,
and the example was followed In other
cases. It was a good Idea to keep up
a show of a full line of caps to too
enemy.
Suddenly, as by command, tho fire
from tho baso of the knoll ceased alto
gether. Dellarmo understood at once
what this meant tho next stop In tho
course of a systematic, Irresistible ap
proach by.Buperlor numbers. It was
to allow tho ground scouts to advanco.
Individual gray spots detaching them-
selves from tho gray streak began to
crawl upward In search of dead spaces
where the contour ot tho ground would
furnish somo protection from the
blaze of bullets from tho crest.
"Over their heads! Don't try to hit
theml" Dellarmo passed tho word.
"That's it I Sparo one to get a
dozen!" said Stransky, grinning In
ready comprehension. Ho seemed to
bo grinning every time that Dollarmo
looked in that direction. Ho was
plainly jonjoylng himself. His restless
nature had found sport to its tasto.
Tho croeplng scouts must have sig
naled back good news, for groups be
gan crawling elowly after them.
"Over their heads! Encourage theml"
Dellarmo commanded.
After they had advanced two or
three hundred yards they stopped,
shoulders and hands exposed In silhou
ette, and began to work feverishly
with their spades. '
"Oh, beautlfull" cried Stransky.
"That baby captain of ours has some
brains, after" all I We'll get them now
and we'll got them when they run!"
But they did not run. Unfalteringly
.hoy took their punlohmont whllo thoy
turned over tho protecting sod In tho
midst of tholr own dond and wounded.
In a few minutes thoy had "dropped
spades for rifles, and other sections
either crawled or ran forward pre
cipitately and foil to the task of Join
ing tho Isolated beginnings Into a
slnglo trench.
Again Dellarmo looked toward regi
mental hoadquartcrB, his fixed, cheery
smllo not wholly masking tho appeal
In his eyes. Tho Grays had only two
or throe hundred yards to go when
thoy should make tholr next chargo in
order to reach tho crest. But his men
had fifteen hundred to go in tho val
ley before they wero out of range.
After tholr bravo reslstanco facing tho
enemy thoy would rocolvo a hall of
bullets in tholr backs. This was tho
tlmo to withdraw If there woro to bo
assuranco of a safe retreat. But thoro
was no signal. Until thoro was, ho
must remain.
Tho tronch grow; tho day woro on.
Two rifles to one wero now playing
against his devoted company, which
had had neither food nor drink Blnco
early morning. As ho Bcnnnod his
thinning lino ho saw a look of blood
lossncss and hopelessness gathering
on tho set faces of which ho had grown
so fond during this ordenl. Somo ot
tho men woro crouching too much for
effective aim.
oeo inuv jun ru iowi Koop your
bonds up I" ho called. "For your
homes, your country -and your Qod!
Pass tho word along!"
Parched throat after parched throat
repeated tho message hoaraoly and
leaden shoulders raised n trlflo and
dUBt-matted oyolashes narrowed sharp
ly on tho sights.
"For tho man In ub!" growled Stran
sky. "For tho favor ot naturo at birth
that gavo us tho right to wear trou
sers Instead of skirts t For tho Joy
of hell, glvo them hell I"
"For our homes t For tho man In
us!" they repeated, swallowing tho
words as If thoy had tho tasto of a
stimulant.
But Dellarmo know that It would
not tako much to proclpltato a break.
Ho himself felt that ho had been on
that knoll half a lifetime. Ho looked
at his watch and It wbb flvo o'clock.
For sovon hours thoy had hold on.
Tho Grays' tronch was complete tho
breadth of tho eloper moro reserves
woro coming up. Tho brigade com
mander of tho Grays was going to
mako euro that tho next chargo suc
ceeded. '
At last Dellarmo's glance toward
regimental headquarters showed tho
flag that was tho signal for with
drawal. Could he accomplish It? The
urei lieutenant, witb a Bhattored arm,
had gono on a littor. Tho old ser
geant was dead, a Victim of tho colo
nial wars. Used to fighting Bavago en
emies, ho had been too eager In ex
posing himself to a civilized foo. Ho
had been shot through tho throat
"Men of -the first section." Dollarmo
called, "you will slip out of line with
tho grcatost caro not to let tho enemy
know that you aro going I"
"Going going! Careful! Men of
tho first section going!" tho parched
throats repeated in a thrilling whisper.
"Thoso who romaln koop Increasing
their flro!" called Dellarme again.
"Cover tho wholo breadth of the
trench I"
Every fourth man wormed himself
backward on his stomach until ho was
bolow tho- sky-lino, when his stiffened
limbs brought him to his feet nnd ho
started on a dead run down into tho
valloy and toward a cut behind an
other knoll across tho road from tho
Galland houso. Tho others followed at
Intervals.
Onco across a road and up three se
ries of steps of tho other garden ter
raco, behind a breastwork of sand
bags, tho company rested. Most of
them had fallen nsleep on the ground
after finishing their rations, logs of
men In animal exhaustion. Somo ot
those nwako wero too weary to give
to each other more than a nod and
smile. They had witnessed too much
horror that day to talk about It. But
Stransky foraged.
Marta, coming out on tho veranda,
saw him.
"You are tired I You aro hungry!"
sho said with urgent gentleness.
"Come In!"
Ho followed her Into tho house and
dropped on a leather chair before a
shining table In a room paneled with
oak, wondering at her and nt himself.
No woman of Marta's world had ever
spoken In that way to him. But It
was good to sit down. Then a maid
with a sad, wlnBomo faco and tender
eyes brought him wlno and bread and
cold meat and Jam. He gulped down
a glassful of" wlno; ho ato with great
mouthfuls In tho ravenous call of
healthy, exhausted tissues, while the
maid Btood by to cut more bread.
"Whon It comes to eating after fight
ing" Ho looked up when the first pangs
of hunger woro assuaged. Enormous,
broad-shouldered, physical, his cheeks
flushed with wine, his eyes opened
wide nnd brilliant with the flro that
was In hiB naturo eyes that spoke the
refl Business or anarchy and war.
"Say, but you're pretty!"
Springing up, ho caught her hand
and mado to kiss her In tho brashness
of impulse. Ikjlnna struck him a sting
ing blow in tho face. He received it
as a mastiff would receive a bite from
a pup, and sho stood her ground, her
eyes challenging his fearlessly.
"So you are llko that I" ho said
thoughtfully. "It was n good one, and
you meant It, too."
"Decidedly I" she answered. "There's
moro whore that camo from!"
Then littlo Clarissa Eileen entered
and pressed against her mother's
Bkirta, subjecting Stransky to child
hood's scrutiny. Ho waved a finger
nt her nnd grinned and drew his eyes
together In a squint at the bridge of
hla nose, making a funny faco that
brought a laugh.
"Your child?" Stransky aBked Minna.
"Yes."
"Where's her father? Away fight
ing?" "I don't know whore he is!"
"Oh!" ho mused. "Was that blow
for him at tho samo tlmo as for me?"
ho pursued thoughtfully.
"Yes, for all of your kind."
"M-m-ml" came from between his
lips as ho rose. "Would you mind hold
ing out your hand?" ho asked with a
gentleness singularly out of keeping
with his rough aspect
"Why?" sho demanded.
"I'vo never studied any books of eti
quette of polite society, and I am a
poor Bort at making speeches, anyhow.
But I want to kiss a good woman's
hand by way of apology. I never
klascd ono In my life, but I'm gottlng
a lot of new experiences today. Will
you?"
Sh6 held out her hand nt arm's
length and flushed slightly as ho
pressed his llpa to It.
"You certainly do cut thick slices,"
ho said emlllng. "And you certainly
aro pretty," ho added, passing out of
tho door as Jauntily ns If ho wero ready
for another light nnd just In tlmo to
boo tho colonal f tho regiment corao
around tho house. Ho stood at the
saluto, half proudly, halt defiantly, but
In nowise humbly.
"Well, Mnjor Dollarmo!" wob the
colonel's greeting of tho compnny com
mander. "Major?" exclaimed Dollarmo,
"Yes. Partow haB tho power. Four
of tho aviators bavo Iron crosses al
ready and promotion, too; and you
are a inalor. Comnanv G eat Into n
moss and the whole reglmont would
havo been In one unless you held on.
So I let you stay. It all camo out
right, as Lanstron planned right sa
far. But your losses have been heavy
and hero you nro in tho thick of It
again. Your company may change
places with Company E, which haa
had a relatively easy tlmo."
"No, sir; wo would profor to Btay,"
Dellarme answered quietly.
"Ooodl -Then you will tako this
battalion and I'll transfer Groller to
Alvery's. Bad loss, Alvery shrapnel.
Tho artillery has boon doing ugly
work, but that is all In favor ot tho
defensive. If wo can hold them on
this lino till tomorrow noon, it's all
wo want for tho present," ho con
cluded. "Wo'll hold them! Don't worry!"
put in Stransky.
If a prlvato had spoken to a colonol
la this fashion at drill, without bolng
spokon to, it would havo been a glar
ing broach of military etiquette. Now
that they wero at war It was differ
ent Real comradeship between officer
and man begins with war.
"Wo shall, oh?" chuckled the colonel.
"You look big enough to hold any
thing, young man! Hero! Isn't this
tho fcllownhat Lanstron got off?"
"Yes, Blr," answered Dellarme.
"Well, was Lanstron right?"
' "Yes, sir."
"Wonderful man, Lanstron!"
"He knows Just a littlo too much!"
Stransky growled.
Ab Fracasso's men rose from their
trench for the final chargo and found
that tho epomy had gono, an officer
"I Want to Kiss a Good Woman's
Hand by Way of Apology."
of tho brlgado staff brought .instruc
tions to the colonel.
"The battorleB aro going to emplaco
hero for your Bupport In tho morning.
You will move as soon as your men
have eaten and occupy positions B-31
to B-35. That gives you a narrow
front for ono battalion, with two bat
talions In reserve to drive hpme your
attack. Tho chief of staff himself de
sires that wo take the Galland houso
before noon. The enemy must not
havo the encouragement of any suc
cesses." "So easy for Westerllng to Bay,"
thought the colonel; while aloud he
acknowledged the message with proper
spirit.
Before the order to move was given
the newB of it passed from Up to lip
among the men in tired whispers.
SInco dawn they had lived through
the Impressions of a wholo war, and
they had won. With victory they had
not thought of the futuro, only ot tholr
hunger. After the nightmare of tho
charge, after hearing death whisper
ing for hours intimately In their cars,
thoy were too weary nnd too far
thrown out of the adjustments ot any
natural habits of thought and feeling
to realize tho horror of eating their
dinners in tho company ot tho dead.
Now thoy were to go through another
hell, but many of them In their ex
haustion were chiefly concorned as to
whether or not they should get any
sleep that night
Tho satire of war makes tho valet's
son a hero; the chanco of war kills
the manufacturer's eon and lets tho
day-laborer's son live; the sport of
war gives tho latent forces of a Stran
sky full play; tho glory of war brings
Dellarmo quick promotion; tho glam
our and tho spectacular folly of war
turn tho bolts of the lightnings which
man has mastered against man. Per
haps tho Bavago who learned that hs
could start a flame by rubbing two dry
BtlckB together may have set fire to
the virgin foreBt aud wild grass in
order to destroy an enemy and natu
rally with disastrous results to him
Belt if he mistook tho direction ot the
wind.
Marta Galland's thoughts at dusk
whon sho returned up tho steps to tho
houso wero of tho wreckage tho hot
whirlwind ot war left Sho was see
ing fathers staring and mothers weop
ing. Her experience with tho wound
ed drawing deep on tho wells ot sym
pathy, heightened hor loathing of war
and ot all who planned and ordered It
and led Ub legions. Sho had been en
gaged slnco dark In completing tho
work of moving valuable articles from
the front to tho rear rooms of the
houBO, which had been bejjun early In
the rjy by Minna and the coachman.
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the Silo Filler, etc., etc.
Or Send 12c
And we will mail you our
big Catalog and six generous
packages of Early Cabbage,
Carrot, Cucumber, Lettuce,
Radish, Onion furnishing lots
and lots of Juicy delicious
Vegetables during the. early
Spring and Summer,
Or send to John A. Salzer
Seed Co., Box 704, Lu
Crosse, WB.f twenty cents
and receive both above col lec
tions and their big catalog.
A Celebrity.
"You say he's the man who put this
town on the map?"
"That's him, stranger. He Just fin
ished serving his sentence about six
months ago."
THIGK- GLOSSY HAIR
FREE FROM DANDRUFF
Girls! Beautify Your Halrl Make It
Soft, Fluffy and Luxuriant Try
the Moist Cloth.
Try as you will, after an application
of Danderlne, you cannot find a slnglo
trace of dandruff or falling hair and
your scalp will not Itch, but what will
please you most, will bo after n few
weoks' uso, whon you aeo now hair,
fine and downy at first yes but real
ly now hair growing all over tho
ecalp.
A littlo Dandorino immediately dou
bles tho beauty of your hair. No differ
ence how dull, faded, brittio and
scraggy, Just moisten a "cloth with
Dandorino and carefully draw it
through your hair, taking ono small
Btrand at a time. Tho effect Is Im
mediate and amazing your hair will
bo light, fluffy and wavy, and hnvo an
appcaranco of abundanco; an incom
parable lustor, softness and luxuri
ance, tho beauty and shimmer ot true
hair health.
Get a 25 cent bottle ot Knowlton's
Dandorino from any store and provo
that your hair is as pretty and soft
as any that it nas been neglected or
Injured by careleBa trcatmout that's
all. Adv.
The Bore,
to ask Jinks
"I hate
about his
health."
"Why?"
"Ho promptly tells mo all about It"
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