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inc. oei?iMtiicrut i niouiic, iilltlin CLrtl IC, NUHAblA. THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA. n I The Last Shot f 8 15 By FREDERICK PALMER s (Copirlltit, 1911. by Ciiales Ucrttioer Bona) 0 CHAPTER XXI Continued. "Wo aro going on, I and my guns, on to tho best yot -on In tho pursultl Nothing can ntop uat Wo shall hit tho Grays so fast and hard that they can nevor got tholr machino in order ngatu. Ood bless you I Everything that Is flno In mo will always think finely of you I You and Lanny two fixed stars for xne!" "Truly I" She was radiant. "Truly?" she asked wistfully. "Yes, yes a yes as real ns tho guns!" "Thon it helps! Oh, how it holpal" she murmured almost Inaudlbly. "Good-by! God bless you!" he cried as ho started to go, adding over his uhouldor morriiy: "I'll Bond you a pic ture post-card from tho Grays capital of my guns parked In tho palaco equaro." She watched him leap the garden wall an lightly as ho had como and gallop away, an impersonation of tho gay, adventurous spirit of war, count ing death and wounds and hardship as tho dollghts of tho gamble. Yes, he would follow the Grays, throwing dIiqIIb in tho Irresponsible joy of tosB Ing confetti in a carnival. Pursuit! Was Feller's tho sentiment of tho army? Wore tho Browns not to stop at tho frontier? Wero thoy to chango tholr song to, "Now wo have ours wo shall iako some of tholrs?" Tho thought was fresh fuel to tho llvo coals that still remained under tho ashes. A brigade commander and some of his staff-officers near by formed a group with faces Intent around an op erator who ,wae attaching his instru ment to a flold-wlro that had just boon roolod over the hedge. Marta moved toward them, but paused on hearing an outburst of Jubilant exclamations: "A hundrod thousand prisoners!" "And flvo hundred guns!" "We're coming in on their frontier all along tho lino!" "It's Incredible!" "But tho word la official it's right!" From mouth to mouth a hundrod thousand prisoners, flvo hundred guns the news was passed in tho garden. Byes dull with fatlguo bogan flashing as tho aoldiors broke into a choor that was not led, a cheer unllko any Marta had heard boforo. It bad tho high notes of mon who woro weary, of a tor rlblo exultation, of spirit stronger than tired logs and an yot unsatisfied. Other exclamations from both ofilcors and mon oxproBsed a hungor whetted by. (he taste of ono day's victory. "We'll go onl" "We'll mako peaco in their capital!" "And with an indomnlty that will stagger tho world!" "Nothing la lmposslblo with Lan- stron. How ho has workod It out baited them to tholr own destruction!" "A frontier of our own choosing!" "On tho noxt range. Wo will keop all that stretch of plain thoro! "And tho rlvor, too!" "Tnoy uhall pay pay for attacking us!" Pay, pay for tho drudgery, tho sloop loss nights, tho doad and tho wounded for our dead and wounded! No mat tor about theirs! Tho ofilcors woro too Intent in their elation to observe a young woman, standing qulto still, her lips a tttln lino and a deop blaze In her oyetf ob she looked this wuy and that at tho field of faces, seeking soma dlBBuntlsnt, soma partisan of tho right Bho war, soolng tho truth now; tho ftnlfl frntti. (tin nl,1 trntli had flow untruo whon sho took Fol lera plftco. Thoro could bo no choice of sides In war unions you bollovbd In War. Ono who fought for peace must Uke up arms against all armies. Her part as a spy appeared to her clad in a pew kind of shaino; tho doHortlon of bar principles Nor did tha ofilcors obsorvo a man of telrty-flro, woaring tho cords of tho staff and a genernl's stars, coming around tho corner of tho houso. Mar- te'B foiemh, roving glanco had noted aim directly bo wns In sight. Ills faco doomed to bo In keeping with the other facos, in tho ardor of a hunt un finished; hand in blouso pocket, his bearing a Mttlo too easy to bo convon tlonally military tho sarao Lanny. She was dimly conscious of surprise not to find him changed, perhaps bo- causo ho was unaccompnnlod by a ro- tlnuo or any othor symbol of his powor. He might have beon coming to call on a Sunday aftornoon. In that first glimpse It was difficult to think of him as tho commander of qn army. But that ho -was, sue must not forgot. Sho was shaken and trembling; and a mint roso before lier, so that she did not boo him cloarly whon, with a'goa vturo of relief, ho saw hor. "Lanstron!" oxclalmod an oflkor in tho first oxploslvo broath of amazo- ment on recognizing htm; then added: "His Excollency. tho chlof of start!" But tho one word, Lanstron, had been onough to thrill all the ofilcors into ellencs and ramrod salutes. Marta noted tho deference of tholr glances as thoy covertly looked him over. "I wanted a gllmpso of tho front ns well as tho rear," Lanstron romarked in explanation of his presenco to tho genoral of brlgado as ho passed on toward Marta, who was thinking that sho, at least, was not In awo of him; Bhe, at least, saw clearly and truly his part. "Marta! Marta!" Lanstron's volco wns tremulous, as If he wero in awo of hor, whilo ho drank in tho fact that sho was thero boforo him at arms' length, safe, alive. Sho did not offor her hand In greeting. Sho was lncapahlo of any movement, such was her emotion; and ho, too, was, held In a spell, as tho reality of her, after all that had passed, filled his eyes. He waited for b'or to speak, but sho waB silent. "Marta that bandago! You have been hurt!" ho oxclaimcd. "It's tho fashion to bo wounded," sho said, oyebrows lifted and ashes low ered, with a norvous smllo. "I pldyod Florence Nightingale, tho natural wom an's part, I bcllovo. Wo should nover protest; only nurse tho victims of war. After helping to send men to death I went under flro myself, and and that holped." "Yes, that would help," he agreed, wincing as from a knife thrust. Her old taunt: sending men to death and taking no risk himself! Sho eaw that ho winced; sho realized that sho had stayed words that wero about to como in a flood. Sho was marshaling hor thoughts to begin when tho brittle silcnco was broken by a rumbling of voices, a stirring of foot, and a cheer. "Lanstron! Lanstron! Hurrah for Lanslron !" Tho soldiers In tho garden did not bother with any "Your Excellency, tho chief of staff" formula whon word had been passed of his presenco. Marta looked around to see their tempestu ous enthusiasm as they tossed tholr caps In tho air and sont up their spon taneous tribute from tho depths of their lungs. Conqueror nnd hero to tho living, but tho dead could not spoak, whispered somo fiend In hor heart. Lanstron uncovered to tho demon stration impulsively, whon tho conven tional military acknowledgment would havo beon a saluto. Ho always looked moro llko tho real Lanny to hor with his forehead bare. It comploted tho onsomblo of his sensitive features. Sho saw that ho was blinking almost boy ishly at tho compliment and noted the Uttlo deprecatory shako of his head, as much as to say that thoy woro making a mistake. "Thank you I" ho called, and tho chooriness of his volco", sho thought, exprossod his real self; tho delight of victory and tho glowing anticipation of furthor victories. ."Thank you!" called tho prlvato with a big volco. "Yes, thank you!'! repeated somo of tho officers In quick appreciation of a complimont ns real as human courage. Ho stood smiling for a moment In roply to tholr smiles; then, still smil ing, but in a different way, ho said to Marta: "As you say, that hoi pel" with a nod toward tho bandago on hor forearm, and hurriedly turnod away. Sho saw him involuntarily clutch tho wrist abovo tho pockot of his blouso to 'You Havo Been Hurt," claimed. He Ex still tho twitching; but boypnd that thoro was no further sign of emotion as ho went to tho telephone. Instantly ho was through ho started toward tho pass road, not by the path to tho stona. uut by leaping from torraco to torraco and waving his hand gayly to tho sol- dlors as ho went. Tho ofilcors stared at tho sight of a chlof of staff break lng away from his communications in this unceremonious fashion. Thov buw Him uucuru u uorso irom a group of cavalry otneors on tho road and gal lop away. Maria uaving uoen tho object of Lanstron'B attention now bocamo Uio - object of tholrs. It was good to boo a woman, a woman of tho Browns, after tholr period of Boparatlon from foml- nino socloty. Sho found hcrsolt hold ing an Impromptu rocoption. Sho heard somo othor self answering tholr pollto questions; whilo a fear, a new kind of tear, was taking hold of her real self; a fear lnoxplicablo, In nldlously growing. Lanstron was still In tho ofilcors' minds aftor his Btrango appearance nnd stranger departure Thoy bogan to talk of him, and Marta llstoncd. "Ho Bald something about bolng a froo man now!" "Yos, ho looked as cagor as a ter rier after rats." "Ho" knows what ho is doing. Ho sees so far ahead of what wo aro thinking that It's useless to guess his objoct. We'll understand whon lt'B done." "How llttlo sldo ho has! So per fectly simple. Ho hardly sooms.to reallzo tho Immonslty of his success. In fact, nono of us realizes It; it's too enormous, overwhelming, sudden!" "And no norves!" Of courso, thoy guessed nothing of Marta's part In his success. Tho vory things thoy woro saying about him built up a flguro of tho type whoso charactor sho had keenly resented a few mlnuteB before. "But, Miss Gnlland, you seem to know him far hotter thnn we. This la not news to you," remarked tho bri gade commander. "Yes, I saw tho accident of his first flight when his hand was injured," sho said, and winced with horror. Never had tha picture of him as he rose from tho wreck appeared so distinct. Sho could seo every detail of his looks; feel his twinges of pain whilo ho omlled. Wan tho revelation tho moro vivid becnuso It had onco occurred to her slnco tho war began? It shut out tho presenco of tho officers; she no longer heard what thoy woro say ing. Ulnck fnr was enveloping her. Vaguely sho understood that they woro looklug nway nt something. Sho heard tho roar of artillery not far dis tant and following their gazo toward tho knoll where Dellarmo's men had received tholr baptism of flro, now un der a canopy of shrapnel smoke. "That's about tholr last stand In tho tangent, tholr last snarl on our soil," remarked tho brlgado commander. "And wo'ro raining shells on It!" said his aido. "With our glasses we'll ho able to watch tho infantry go in." "Yos, very well." "Wo'ro all used to how It feels, now wo'll seo how It looks at a distance," piped ono of tho soldiers. Not until ho had shouted to them did thoy notice a division staff-officer who had como up from tho road. Ho had a pleco of astounding news to im part boforo ho mentioned official busi ness. "What do you think of this?" ho cried.- "Nothing could stop him! Lan stron yos, Lanstron has gono Into that chargo with tho African Braves!" "Why?" Marta heard tho officers around her asking aftor their excla mations of amazement at tho nows that Lanstron was going In tho chargo. "Why should tho chief of Btaff risk his life In this fashion?" Marta know. All her taunts about sending others to death from his offlco chair, uttered as tho fugltlvo sarcasm of a mood, recurred in tho merciless hammerbeat of recollection. For a momont sho was aghast, speechless. Thon tho officers, occupied with tho startling news, heard a voice, wrenched from a dry throat in an guish, saying: "Tho telephone! Try to reach him! Tell him ho must not!" "Wo can hardly say 'must not' to a chlof of Btaff," said tho general auto matically. "Tell him h ask him not to! Try to roach him try you can try!" "Yes, yes! Certainly!" exclaimed the goncral, turning to tho telephone operator. Ho had seen now what tho younger men had Beon at a glanco. Thoy were rocalllng Lanstron's relief at seeing hor; how ho had passed them by to speak to her; the Intensity of tho two lit their almost wordless meeting. Her bloodless Hps, tho imploring pas sion In her oyos, hor quivering lmpa tloncu tnlil tho L "Division headquarters!" callod tho operator. "Thoy'ro getting brlgado headquarters," ho added whilo ho waltod In silence. "Brlgado hoadquar ters says tho Braves havo no wire. It's too lato. The chargo is starting." "So It is!" cried ono of tho subal terns. "Look! Look!" . Mnrta looked toward tho rising ground this sldo of tho knoll In time to seo bayonets flash in tho waning aftornoon sunlight nnd disappear as thoy descended tho slopo. "Thero! Thoy'ro up on tho othor slopo without stopping!" exclaimed tho general. "Quick! Don't you want to seo?" Ho offered his glasses to Marta, "No, I can seo well enough," she murmured, though tho landscape was moving boforo hor eyes In giddy waves. "Tho madness of It! The whole Blopo Is popperod with tho fallen!" "What a cost! Magnificent, but not war. Carrying tholr Hag In tho good old way, right at tho front!" "Heavens! I hopo thoy do Itl' "Tho flag's down!" "Another man hna it It's up!" "Now now splendid! Thoy'ro In!" "So thoy nrol And tho ling, too!" "Yes, what's loft aro in!" "And Lanstron was thoro In that! "What if" "Yos, tho ohlof of staff, tho head of tho army, In an affair like that!" "Tho mind of the army tho mind that was to direct our ndvanco!" "Whon all tho honors of tho world nro IiIb!" Tholr words woro acld-tippod noo d'ea knitting back and forth through J arta s brain. WaB Lanny ono of tUoso black spooks that poppercd tho slopo? WaB ho? Was ho? "Tolophono and and seo if Lanny In Is klllod!" Bho bogged. "I'll go I'll go out thoro whoro ho la!" sho said Incoherently, still look ing toward tho knoll with glazed oyes Sho thought she was walking fast as sho started for tho garden gato, but really sho was going slowly, stum bllngly. "I think you had hotter stop her if you can," said tho general to his aido. Tho aido overtook her at the gate. "Wo shall know about his excellency boforo you can find out for yourself," ho said; and, young himself, ho could put tho sympathy of youth with ro manco Into his tono. "You might miss tho road, oven miss him, when ho was without a scratch, and bo for hours in ignorance," ho explained. "In a few minutes wo ought to havo word." Marta sank down weakly on tho tonguo of a wagon, overturned against the garden wall in tho mclco of tho re treat, and leaned her shoulder on tho wheel for support. "If tho women of tho Grays waited four weeks," she said with an effort at Btoiclsm, "then I ought to bo ablo to wait a fow minutes." "Depend on me. Ill bring nows as soon as thoro Is any," tho nld con- Marta Sank Down Weakly. eluded, and, seeing that sho wished to be alono, he left hor. For the first time she had real ob livion from the memory of hor deceit of Westerllng, the oblivion of drear, heart-pulling suspense. All the good times, tho sweetly companionable times, Bho and Lanny had had to gether; all his flashes of courtship, his outburst in their last interview In the arbor, when sho had told him that if sho found that sho wanted to como to him sho would come In a flame, passed in review under the hard light of hor petty Ironies and sarcasms, which had the false ring of coquetry to her now, genuine as they had been at tho time. Through her varying moods she bad really loved him, and tho thing that had slumbered In her became tho drier fuel for the flamo perhaps too late. Without him what then? It seemed that tho fatality that had let him es cape miraculously from tho aoroplane accident, made him chlof of staff, and brought him victory, might well chooso to ring down tho curtain of destiny for him In tho chargo that drove tho last foot of tho Invader off the soil of tho Browns. ... A voice was calling. . . . She heard it haz lly, with a sudden uccoss of giddy fear, beforo it became a cheerful, clar Ion cry that seemed to bo repeating a mcssago that had already been spo ken without her understanding It. "He's safe, safo', safe, Miss Gallnnd Ho was not hit! He Is on hlB way back and ought to ho hero very soon!" Sho hoard herself saying "Thank you! uut tnat was not for some time Tho aido waB already gono. Ho had had his thanks in tho effect of the nows, which rnado him think that a chlof of staff should not receive con gratulatlons for victory alone. Lanny would return through tho gardon. Sho remained loaning against tho wagon body, .still faint from hap piness, waiting for him. She was drawing deopcr and longer breaths that wore velvety with tho glow of sunshine. A flame, the flamo that Lanny had desired, of many gentle yet passlonato tongues, leaping hither and thither in glad freedom, was In pos session of hor being. When his flguro appeared out of tho darkness tho flamo swept her to hor feot and to ward him. Though ho might reject hor ho should know that she loved him; this glnd thing, after all tho Bhamo sho had endured, sho could confess triumphantly. But sho stopped short under the whip of conscience. Whero was hor courage? Whore hor aonso of duty? What right had she, who had played such a horrlblo part, to think of self? Thoro woro other Bweothearts wltn lovers allvo who might bo doad on tho morrow if war continued. The flamo sank to a llvo coal in her secret heart Another passion possessed her as she solzed Lanstron's hand In both her own. "Lanny, llston! Not tho sound of a shot for tho first tlmo slnco tho war began! Oh, tho blessed sllonco! It'a ponce, poaco Isn't It to bo ponco?" As they asconded tho steps sho was pouring out a flood of bro ken, foverlsn sentences wnicn per mitted of no Interruption. "You kept on fighting today, but you won't to morrow, will you! It Isn't I who plead It's tho women, more women than thero aro men In the army, who want you to Btop now! Can't you hear them? Can't you seo them?" In tho fervor of appeal, beforo sho realized his purpose, thoy woro on tho veranda and at tho door of the dining-room, whero the Brown staff was gathered nround tho tablo. I ntill rely on you to help mo, Mar ta!" ho whispered as ho stood to one sldo for hor to enter. CHAPTER XXII. Tho Last Shot. "Miss Gallnnd!" Blinking ns she camo out or tho darkness Into tho bright light, with lock of her dow-sprlnkled dark hair free and brushing her flushed cheek, Marta saw tho division chiefs of the Browns, aftor their start when Lan stron spoke her name, all stand at tho salute, looking at hor rather than at him. Tho reality In tho flesh of tho woman who had beon a comrade In service, sacrificing her sensibilities for their cause, appealed tothem as a true likeness of their conceptions of her. In their eyes sho might read the finest thing that can pass, from man's to woman's or from mnn's to man's. These wero the strong men of her peo-. pie who had driven tho burglar from her houso with tho sword of Justice. Their trlbuto had the steadfast loyalty of soldiers who wero craving to do anything In tho world that sho might nsk, whether to go on their knees to her or to kill dragons for her. "I may como In?" sho asked. "Who If not you is entitled to tho privilego of tho staff council?" ex claimed tho vice-chief. Tho others did not propose to let him .do all the honors. Each mur mured words of wclcomo on his own account. "Wo are hero, thanks to you!" "And, thank3 to you, our flag will float over the Gray range!" She must be tired, was their next thought. Four or five of them hurried to place n chair for her, the vice-chief winning over his rivals, more through tho exercise of the rights of rank than by any superior alacrity. "You are appointed actual chief of staff and a field marshal!" said tho vlce-chlof to Lanstron. "Tho premier says that every honor tho nation can bestow is yours. Tho capital is mad. The crowds are crying: 'On to tho Gray capital!' Tomorrow is to bo a public holiday and they aro calling It Lanstron Day. The thing was so sudden that the speculators who de pressed our securities In the world's markets have got their due ruin! And wo ought to get an indemnity that will pay tho cost of the war." Seated at one side, Mnrta could watch all that passed, herself unob served. Sho noted a touch of color come to Lanstron'B nhooks as ho mado a little shrug of protest. Then she saw their faces grow busi nesslike and keen, as they gathered around the table, with Lanstron at tho head. They wero oblivious of her presence, immured in a man's world of war. "Your ordors were obeyed. Wo have not passed a single white post yet!" said the vice-chief Impatiently 'As tho GrayB never expected to take tho defensive, their fortresses aro In- forlor. Every hour wo wait means more time for them to fortify, moro tlmo to recover from their demorali zation. Our dirigibles having com mand of tho air we had a wireless from ono reporting all clear half-way to tho Gray capital why, we shall know their concentrations whilo thoy aro Ignorant of ours. It's tho nation's great opportunity to gain enough provinces to oven tho balance of popu lation with tho Grays. With tho unre mitting offensive, blow on blow, using tho Bplrlt of our men to drive in mass attacks at the right points, tho Gray range Is ours!" Marta scanned tho faces of tho staff for some sign of dissent only to find nothing but the ardor of victory call ing, for moro victory, which reflected tho feeling of. tho coursing crowds in tho capital. Though Lanny wished to stop tho war, ho was only a chip on tho crest of a wave. Public opinion, which had mado him an idol, would discard him as soon as he ceased to bi a hero In tho likeness of its desires. Sho saw him aloof no tho others. In preoccupation, bent over tho map out lining tho plan of attack that they had worked out while awaiting tholr chief's return from tho chargo. Ho was taking a paper from his pocket and looking from one to another of his colleagues studiously; and she was conscious of that determination In his smile which sho had first Been when ho roso from the wreck of his piano. "This Is from Partow: a mesRago for you nnd tho natiooi no an nounced, as he spread a few thin, tyue written pages out on tho tablo. I was undor pjomlso novw to reveal its contents unless our nmy drovo the Grays back across th frontier. The original Is In tho staff vaults. I havo carried this copy wltn mo. 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