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THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
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The Last
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By
FREDERICK PALMER
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(Copirlltit, 1911. by Ciiales Ucrttioer Bona)
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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.
At tho mention In an arresting tone
of that name of tho dead chief, to
which tho day's events had given the
prestige of ono of tho heroes of old,
thero was gravo attention.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
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nirnlzo tholr member on tho floor. "I
can't distinguish him," said ono, aftet
a hoDeloss visual observation. "Oi
onursn not." was tho honest reply
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parliamentary practice, when a bill
Is laid on tho table, it is seldom heard
of again. Harper's Bazar.
ALLEN'S FOOT-EASE for the TIIOOF8
Over 100,000 packages of Allen's Foot-Eave, the
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stant relief to Corns and Bunions, hot, swollen
aching, tender feet, and makes walking easy.
Sold everywhere, 25c. Try It TODAY. Don't
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If you have lost your Job don't bo
discouraged. Adam also lost his, and
see how celebrated he Is today as tho
result.
Tho best way to get along with somo
people is to get along without them.
Alwavs sure to nlease. Red Cross Boll
Blue. All grocers sell it. Adv.
Somo men go to church Just to get
away from homo.
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A Nebraska Case
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Mrs. Robert
Clark. Chestnut St..
North Bend, Neb.,
says: "i surrereci
almost constantly
from a dull, heavy
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zy spells and was
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n ! !
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