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THE 8EMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA. & The Last Shot BT FREDERICK (Copyright. 1914. by 8YNOP8I8. At their homo on tho frontier botween the Drowns and Grays Marta Oallanil and her mother, entertaining Colonol Weater-Ung- of tho Grays, see Captain Inntron of the Drowns Injured by a fall In lila fteroplane. Tan years later. Westorllnir, nominal vice but real chief of staff, re-enforces Bouth La Tlr and meditates on war. He calls on Mnrta, who Is visiting In the Gray capital. She talis him of her teach Ing children tho follies of war and mar- tlal patriotism, and bogs him to prevent war whllo ho Is chief of staff. On the march with tho C3d of the Drowns Pri vate Btransky, anarchist, Is placed undor arrest, colonol ianstron Degs mm on. Lanstron calls on Mnrta at her home. Ho talks with Feller, the pardoner. MarU tells Lanstron that she belloves Feller to toe a spy. LAnstron confesses It Is true. JLanstron shows Morta a telephono which Feller has concealed In a socrot passage under the towor for uso to benefit the Browns in war emergencies. Lanstron de clares his love for Marta. Wcstorllng and the Gray premier plan to use a trivial In ternational affair to foment warlike pa triotism In army and pcoplo and strlko be fore declaring war. Partow, Drown chief of staff, and Lanstron, made vice, discuss the trouble, and the Drown dafonses. Par tow reveals his plans to Lanstron. Tho Gray army crosses the border line and at tacks. The Drowns check them. Artil lery, Infantry, aeroplanes and dlriglblos engage. Btransky, rising to make tho .anarchist spooch of hli life, draws the Gray artillery ftro. Nicked by a shrapnel opllntor he goes Dorsork and fights "all a man." Martft has hor first glimpse of war in. Its modern, cold, scientific, mur dorous brutality. The Drowns fall back to the dnlland house. Btransky forages. CHAPTER XI Continued. She was at tho door of hor mother's room, which was Uko an antique chop. Old platos lay on top ot old tables, with vases on tho floor under tho tablos. Surrounded by her treasures, Mrs. Qalland awaited tho attack; not as a soldlor awaits It, but as that ven erablo Roman senator ot tho story faced the barbarous Gauls neither disputing tho power of their spoara nor yielding tho self-respect of his own mind and bouI. Sho had lain down In her wrapper for tho night, and tho light from a single candlo she still favored cnndlos rovealcd her features calm and philosophical among tho pil lows. Yet tho maglo of war, reaching deop Into hidden emotions, had her also undor Its spoil. Hor voice was at once more tender and vital. "Marta, I sou that you are all on wires I " "Yes; Jangling wires, every ono, Jangling ovory second out ot tune," Marta acquiesced. "Marta, my father" hor father had beon a premier of tho Browns "al ways said that you may enjoy tho lux ury of fussing over Uttlo things, for thoy don't count much ono way or an other; but about big things you must never fuss or you will not bo worthy of big things. Marta, you cannot Btop railroad train with yourhands. This U not tho first war on earth and wo wo not tho first women who ever thought that war was wrong, Each of us' has his work to do and you will havo yours. It does no good to tiro froursolf out and fly to pieces, ovon It you do know eo much and havo boon around tho world." Sho smiled as a woman of sixty, who has a secret heart-break that sho had novor given her husband a son, may smllo at n daughter who Is both on and daughter to hor, and her plump hand, all curves Uko hor plump face and her plump body, spread open In appeal. Marta, who, In tho breeding of her f;enoratlon, folt sontlmont as moro or ess of a lure from logic, dropped be side tho bed In a sudden buret ot sen timent and gathered tho plump hand In hers and klssod it, "Mother, you aro wonderful!" sho said. "Mother, you aro groat!" After a tlmo, hor ear bocomlng ac customed to tho firing ob a city dwel ler's to the distant roar of ,clty traf- flc, Mrs. Qalland slept. Dut Marta bould not follow hor advlco. If, tran elontly at least, sho had found some thing ot tho peace of tho confessional, the vigor of youth was In hor artorlos; fcna youth cannot holp remaining fcwuke under somo conditions. Sho tiptoed across tho hall Into hor own room and Boated herself by tho win- fow. Tho symbol of what tho ear ad heard tho oyo saw war, working la tones ot tho landscape by day with imokeloss powdor; war, revealed by Its tongues of flamo at night. Ugly bursts ot fire from tho higher hlllo ipread to tho heavens Uko an aurora boreallB and broke their messengers In sheets ot fiumo ovor tho lowor hills the battorlcB of tho Drowns Bprln Idlng death about tho heads ot tho Knners of tho Grays omplaclng their tterles. Staccato flashed from a (Angle point countod'so many bullets from an automatic, which dlrectod by the beams ot tho search-lights, found their targets In sections ot advancing Infantry. Hill crests, set off with laahea running back and forth, do marked Infantry lines of tho Browns assisting the automatics. There were lulls between the crashes of the small arms and the heavy, throaty speech of tho guns; lulls that Beemed to say that both Ides had paused for a breathing pell; lulls that allowod tho battlo In the distance to be heard n Us porva elve undertone. In one of them, when even the undertone had ceased for a few (seconds, Marta caught faintly tho roans of a wounded man one of the PALMER Charles Scribner Sona) crow of n Gray dirigible burned by on explosion and brought In his agony softly to earth by a billowing piece of envolopo which acted as a parachute. Fighting proceeded in La Tlr In stages of ferocity and blank silence. Tho upper part of tho town, which tho Drowns etlll hold, wan In dark ness; tho lower part, where tho Grays woro, was Illuminated. "Another ono of Lanny's plans!" thought Marta. "He would havo them work In tho light, whllo wo flro out of oticurity!" Soon all the town was In darkness, for tho Grays had cut tho wire in the main conduit shortly after she had heard tho groans of tho wounded man. Thero tho automatics broko out In a mad storm, voicing tholr feelings at gottlng a company in close order In a etrcet for the spoco of a minute, be foro thoso who cscapod could plaster themselves against doorways or find cover In alleys. Then sllenco from tho automatics and a cheer from the Browns that rasped out Us triumph like tho rubbing together of stool files. From the lino ot defenso, that In cluded tho first terraco of the Qalland grounds as tho anglo of a redoubt, not a shot, not a sound; sllenco on the part of officers and men as profound as Mrs. Gotland's slumber, whllo one ot tho Browns' search-lights, like somo great witch's slow-turning eye In a narrow radius, covered the lower ter races and tho road. Marta gavo Intermittent glances at tho garden; the glances of a guardian. She happened to bo looking in that direction when figures sprang acrose tho road, crouching, running with the short, quick stops ot no body move ment accompanying that of tho legs. The search-light caught them In mor clless Bllhouetto and tho automatic and tho rifles from behind tho sand bags on tho first terrace let go. Some of tho figures dropped and lay in the road and sho know that sho had seen men hit for tho first time. Others, sho thought, got safely to the cover of tho gutter on tho garden side. Of thoso on tho road, somo were still and somo she saw woro moving slowly back on their stomachs to safety. Now tho soarch-llglit laid Ub beam steadily on tho road. Again silence. From tho upper terraco came a great voice, Uko that of tho gutiB, from a human throat: "Why didn't wo lovel thoso tor races? They'll creep up from ono to tho otherl" It wad Btransky. In answer wns another voice Del larmo's. "Perhaps there wasn't tlmo id do everything. If they get as far as tho first terraco well, in caso ot a crisis, wo havo hand-grenades. But, God knows, I hopo wo shall not have to uso them." After an lntorval, moro figures mado a rush across tho road. Thoy, too. In Stransky's words, paid a price for Bcomg tiio garden. But tho flashes from tho rifles and tho automatic pro vided a target for a Gray battery. Tho blue spark that flies from an overhead trolley or a third rail, multiplied a hundredfold, broko In Marta's face It was dazzling, blinding as a bolt of lightning a fow feet distant, with tho thunder crash at the name second, followed by tho thrashing hum of bul lets and fragments against tho sldo ot tho house. "I know that thle must como!" something within hor said. If she had not boon prepared for it by the events of the last twolve hours sho would have Jumped to hor feet with an exclamation of natural shock and horror. As It waB, sho felt n convul bIvo, nervous thrill without rising from her seat. A pause. Tho next Bholl burst In lino with the flrat, out by tho linden-trees; a third nbove tho veranda. "tVo'vo got that rango, all right!" thought the Gray battery commander, who had Judged tho dlatnnco by tho Btaff map. This was all ho wanted to know for tho present. Ho would lot loose at tho proper tlmo to support mo intantry attack, when there were enough driblets across tho road to make a charge. Tho driblets kept on coming, and, ono by one, tho number of dead on tho road waB augmontod. Marta was diverted from this proc ess ot killing by piecemeal by a more theatric spectacle. A brlgada com mander of tho Grays had ticked an order over tho wires and it had gone from battery to battory. Not only many flold-gune, which aro tho ter rlorB of the artillery, but somo guns ot siege caliber, tho mastiffs, In a eudden outburst started a havoo of tumbling walls and cornices In the upper part of tho town. Then an explosion greater than nny from tho shells shot a heralBphero of light heavenward, roveallng a shadowy body flying ovorhead, and an Instant lator the heavens wore Illuminated by a voet circle of flame aa the dirigible that had dropped the dynamite re ceived its death-blow. But alroady tho Brown Infantry was withdrawing from tho town, destroying buildings that would give cover for the attack In tho morning as they went. Two or three hours after midnight fell a si- llencp which was to last until dawn. Tho combatants rested on tholr arms, Browns saying to Grays, "Wo shall be ready for the morrow I" and Grays replying; "So shall we I" Marta, at hor window, her eyes fol lowing tho movements of tho display, now hero, now thoro, found herself thinking of many things, aa In tho Intermissions between the acts of a drama. Sho wondorod if the groan ing, wounded man woro crying for water or if ho wero wishing that some ono at homo were near him. Sho thought of her talk with Lanstron and how fominlno and feeblo it must have sounded to a mind working In the In exorable processes of tho clash of millions of men. Sho saw his left hand twitching In his pocket, his right hand gripping It to hold It still, on that aftornoon when, for tho first lime, sho had understood his Injury in the aeroplane accident as the tal isman of hlB feelings his controlled feolingsl Always his controlled feel ings I Sho saw Westorllng, so conscious of his strength, directing his chess men in a death struggle- against Par- tow. And ho was coming to this houso as nis neaaquarters wnen tne nnai test of the strength of the Titans was made. She hoped that her mother was still sleeping; and she had soconds when she was (startled by her own calmness. Again, the faces of the children in her school woro as clear as In life. Sho breathed her gratitudo that the procession in which they moved to tho roar was hours ago out of the theater of danger. In the simplicity ot big things, hor duty was to teach them, a future generation, no lees than Feller's duty was tho pursuing shadow of his conscience. Sho should see war, alivo, naked, bloody, and she would tell her children what she had soon as a warning. Sllenco, except an occasional rlflo shot sllenco and tho darknese before dawn which would, sho know, concen trate tho lightnings around tho house. Sho glanced Into her mother's room and marveled as at a miracle to And her sleeping. Then she stole down stairs and opened the outer door of tho dining-room. A step or two brought her to tho edge of the vo randa. Thero sho paused and leanod against one of tho stono pillars. Del larroo himself was In a half-reclining position, his back to a tree. He seemed to bo nodding. Except for a few on watch ovor tho sand-bags, his men wero Btretched on the earth, mov ing restlessly at Intervals, olther In nn effort to sleep or waking suddenly after a spell of harassed unconscious ness. CHAPTER XII. Hand to Hand. With tho first sign of dawn there wob a movoment of shadowy forms taking position in answer to low spoken commands. The search-light yielded Its vigil to the wide-spread beam out of tho cast, and the detail of tho sotting whero Marta was to watch tho play ot ono ot man's pas Blons, which ho dares not permit tho tender flesh ot woman to share, grew The 8earchllght Caught Them In Mer ciless Silhouette. dlatlnct Bnyonets were fixed on the rifles that lay along tho parapet ot sand-bags in front of tho row ot brown shoulders. Back of them in tho yard was a section of lnfnntry In reBervo, also with bayonets fixed, ready to fill tho place of any who fell out of lino, a doctor and stretchers to care for tho wounded, nnd a detachment of en gineers to mend nny broachos made in tho breastwork by Bholl fire. Tho gunner of tho automatic sight ed his barrel, slightly adjusted Its elevation, and swung It bnck and forth to raako sure that it worked smoothly, whllo his assistant eaw that tho fresh bolts of cartridges which wore to food it woro within easy reach. In straw hat and bluo blouso, shuf fling with his old man's walk, Foller camo along tho path from tho gate. Ho was In retreat from tho enticing plcturo of tho regiment of flold-guns in front of tho castlo that was ready for action. As the Infantry had novor lnteroetod him, ho would bo Bate from temptation In the yard. "This is no place for you!" said one ot the engineers. tsssssssssssTsssssssiBrsrifrn m Tptft 'tcSffi' ssssssEssssssssssfl iK -IHfl&Ssj lit tH ssssssssssssWstS" """ WItssssssssssssssBLssssBBsssssssssssssssssssssssM "No, and don't wnsto nny tlmo, ei ther, old man!" sold another. "Back to your bulbs I " Foller did not even hoar them. For the moment ho was actually deaf. "Flro!" said Dellarme'a whistle. "Thur-r-rl" went tho automatic In soulless, mechanical repetition, its tapo spinning through the cylinder, whllo tho rifles spoko with tho human Irregularity of steel-tipped fingers pounding at random on a drumhoad. All along tho line facing La Tlr the volume of flro spread until It was like tho concert of a mighty loom. Tho, Gray battorlcB having tried out their rango by the flashes of tho au tomatic tho provlouB evening, wero making tho most of tho occasion. "Uk-ung-n-ng!" tho breaking Jacketa whipped out their grists. Tho re serves, tho hospltal-corpe men and the engineers hugged the breastwork for cover. The leaves clipped from the trees by bullets woro blown aside with tho hurricane breaths ot shrapnel bursts; bullets whistled so near Marta that she heard their shrillness abovo ovory other sound. Sho wnB amazed that tho houses still remained stand ing that anyone was alive. But Bho had a glimpse of Dollarme maintain ing his set smile and another of Fel ler, who had crept up behind tho au tomatic, making impatient "come-on! como-on ! what-ls-the-matter-wlth-you ?" gestures in tho direction of tho bat teries In front of the castle. "Thur-eesh thur-eeshl" As the welcomo note swept overhead he waved his hands up and down In mad rapturo and then peeped ovor tho breastwork to ascertain if the prac tice wero good. Tho Brown batteries had been a Uttlo slow in coming Into action, but they soon broko tho pre cision ot tho opposing fire. Now shells coming frequently fell short or went wide. The air cleared. Then a chance shell, striking at tho one point which tho man who fired It elx thousand yards away would have chosen as his bull's-eye, obscured Fel lor and tho automatic and Its gunners in tho havoc of explosion. Feller must havo been killed. The dust settled; she saw Dollarme making frantic ges tures as ho looked at his men. Thoy wero keoplng up their fusillade with unflinching rapidity. Through tho breach left In tho breastwork ehe had glimpses, as tho dust was finally dls Blpated, of gray flgureB, bayonets fixed, pressing together as they camo on"" fiercely toward tho opening. Tho Browns let go tho full blaBt of their magazines. Had that chance shell turned the scales? Would the Grayo get Into the breastwork? All Marta's faculties and emotions wero frozen In her staro of suspense at tho breach. Then her heart leaped, a cry in a gust of short breaths broko from her lips as tho Browns let go n rasping, explosive, demoniacal cheer. Tho first attack had been checked! After triumph, terror, falntness, and a closing of her eyes, sho opened them to see Feller, with his old straw hat brim torn and crownlesa now still on his head, rise from the debris and shake himself Uko a dog coming ashore from a swim. Whllo tho engi neers hastened to ropalr tho breach he assisted Stransky, who had also been knocked down by the concus sion, to lift tho overturned automatic .off the gunnor. Tho doctor, putting a hand on tho gunner's heart, shook his head, and two hospital-corps men re moved tho body to mako room for tho engineers. For onco Dellnrmo's cheery smllo deserted him. Thero was no one left to man tho trritomatlc, so vital in tho dofense, and even If somebody could bo found tho gun was '.vbably out ot commission. As ilia Btarted toward It his Bmlle, already summoned back, was shot with surprlso at Bight of tho gun in placo and a stranger In blue blouse, whlto hair showing through a crownlesB straw hat, trying out the meohnnlem with knowing fingers. Del larmo Btared. Feller, unconscious of ovorythlng but tho gun, righted tho cartrldgo band, swung tho barrel back and forth, and then fired a shot "You you seem to know rapid flrers!" Dellarme exclaimed In blank Incomprehension. "Yes, sir!" Feller raised hie finger, whether In salute as a soldier or as a gardener touching his hat It was hard to say. "But how where?" gasped Del larme. This time the movement of the fin gor was undoubtedly In salute, In per fect, swift, military salute, with head thrown back and shoulders stiff. Fel lor tho gardener waB dead and burled without cexomony. "Lanstron'B class, school for offi cers, sir. Stood one In ballistics, prize medalllet control of gun-fire. Yes, sir, I know something about rapld-flrers," Feller replied, and fired n fow moro shots. "A Uttlo high, a little low right, my lady, right!" Stransky was back In his place noxt to tho automatic and firing whenever a head appeared, He rolled his eyes In a characteristic squint of scrutiny toward tho now recruit "Beats spraying rose-bushes for bugs, eh, old man?" ho asked. "Yes, a lead Bolutlon is best for gray bugs I" Feller remarked pun gontly, and tholr glnnces meeting, they saw in each other's yes tho Joy ot hell. "A pair of anarchists!" exclaimed Stransky, grinning, and tried a shot for another head. As It In answer to prayer, a gun nor had como out of the earth. Suf ficient to tho need was tho fact. It was not for Dellarmo to ask questions ot a prlzo-medalllet graduate ot tho school tor officers In a bluo blouse and crownlesB straw hat. Ilia export sur vey assured him that bofore another rush the enemy h4 certata prepare tlnnx to mnka. IT Ynltrlit rlrn M fighting smile a recess and pormlf himself a fow minutes' relaxation. Looking around to ascertain what damngo had been dono to tho houat and grounds, he became aware ol Marta's presence for tho first time. "Miss Gnlland, you you weron'l thero during tho fighting?" he cried as he ran toward her. "Yes." sho Bald rather falntlv. "If I had known that I should havi boon scared to death!" "But I was safe behind tho plUar," oho explained. "MIbs Galland, .you're such a good soldier please and I'm sure you hav not had your breakfast, and all good soldiers novor neglect tholr rations, not at the beginning of a war! Miss Galland, please " Yes, as he meant It, please bo a good fellow. Sho could not resist smiling at th charming manner of his plea. She fell weak and strange a Uttlo dizzy. Be sides, her mother's volco now came from tho doorway and then her moth er'e hand was pressing hor arm. "Marta, If you remain out here, 1 shall!" announced Mrs. Galland. "I was Just coming In." Dellarme, his cap held before him In tho Jaunty fashion of offlcerB, bowed, his face beaming his happiness at he; decision. "Come!" Mrs. Galland Bllpped hoi hand Into Marta's. "Two women can'l fight both armies. Come! I prescribe hot coffee. It Is waiting; and, do you know, I find a meal In tho kitchen very cozy." Being human and not a heroine fed on lotos blossoms, and being exhaust ed and also hungry, when she was seated at table, with Minna adroitly urging her, Marta ate with the rollsb of Uttlo Poterkln in tho shell cratei munching biscuits from his haversack, but tho movement of the minute-hand on the clock-face became uncanny and merciless to her eye In Its deliberate regularity. Dellarmo had been told to hold on until noon, Bhe knew. Woo he still smiling? Was Feller Btill happy In playing a stream -of lead from the automatic? Was tho second charge ot tho Grays, which must have come to close quarters when tho guns went silent, going to succeed? Mrs. Galland had settled down con scientiously to play soUtalre, a favor lto pastime of hers; but she failed to win, as sho complained to Marta, because of her stupid way this morn ing of missing tho combination cards. After a long intermission came an other outburst from Dellarmo's men, which sho Interpreted as the response to another rush by the Grays; and thle yelping of the demon was not that of tho hound after tho hare, as in tho valley, but of tho hare with his back to tho wall. When It was ovei there was no cheer. What did this mean? Without warning to her mother sho bolted out of the kitchen. Mrs. Galland sprang up to follow, but Minna barred tho way. "One Is enough!" sho said firmly, and Mrs. Galland dropped back Into hor chair. In tho front roomB Marta found havoc beyond her imagination. A por tion of the ceiling had been blown out by a shell entering at an up-stalrs win dow; tho hardwood floors wero Ut tered with plaster and window-glass and ripped Into splinters lnplaces. (TO BE CONTINUED.) SIMPLE ENGLISH NOT NEEDED Cub Reporter Got Something of a. Jolt In His Interview With Educated Chinaman. Two San Francisco reporters were assigned to call on Chinamen and In terview them on an Immigration meas ure ponding In congress. Ono of tho reporters was a cub and an Easterner, whllo tho other, nn( experienced man, assumod tho management of tho as signment "Gates," ho said, after they had in vaded soveral Chinese Bhops without any Important result, "yonder 1b a tea-store. Boat It ovor by thero and tnlk to tho boss about Chinese voting. I'll go In next door. Remember to uso tho very simplest English you got." Tho cub went inside tho tea-shop and thus addressed tho proprietor: "John, how? Me me Telegraph, John! Newspape savvy, John? Nowspnpo print things. Un'stan'? We want know what John think about Chinaman vote all samo Mellcan man. What John think Chinaman vote, see? Savvy, John? Vote? What think? The Chinaman listened to all this with profound gravity and then re plied: "Tho question of granting the right of suffrage to Chinese citizens who havo come to the United States with tho avowed Intention of making this country their permanent homo Is ono that has occupied the attention of thoughtful men ot all parties tor years, and it may In tlmo becomo of para mount importance. At present, how ever, It seems to me that there is no exigency requiring an expression of opinion from me upon this subject You will pleaBO excuse me." Tho cub went outside and leaned against a lamp-post to rest and re cover from a sudden falntness. His fellow reporter had purposely stoored him against ono ot tho best educated Chinamen It tho United States. For China Stand. 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