ONE OF OURS
Bjr WILL* CATHER.
Famous Nebraska Author.
(Continued From Yesterday.)
SYNOPSIS.
. W'hreler. son of a Ntbnuikn
2Ifh*T» diMM>polnted In wedded life
with t,nid Royee, religiously Aild (laugh*
ter of Juon Royee, Frankfort. Neb., mill
f*r~ After a }m nnd a half together she
China, where her younger slater,
» missionary. Is 111, Claude goes
”, officer* training eamn and in com
missioned Lieutenant. He nad three years
J", o *moH denominational college In I.ln
SSli'i. ."1. h* became a friend of the
*»lich family, motherly widow, and five
•one. He ha* friend* In Krnest Havel
Leonard Dawson, young farmers nnd
neighbor* of the Wheeler family. He ha*
an elder brother. Hayllsa. In business in
Ftwnkfort. hi* father, Nat and a younger
Brother Ralph. While home on leave from
canto he fall* In love with Gladys Farm
fr. high school friend of his wife, Claude
■eave*. with his company for Kurope and
after two weeks of Intensive training in
?caoee. they leave for the front. Claude
u (llspatrhed with an important message
!*v*!!°n ..headquarters, several miles
hen In d m* lines. In a village devastated
ny the German*. Here he picks up ac
quaintance with laiuis. a French soldier.
So ,a* lost an arm In the war. and
Mile, do Courey. charming young French
woman. He becomes deeply interested
in Mhts de Courey. Claude uml .Ser
geant Hleks leave for the front lines by
eight. Claude and l.ieutenant Gerhardt,
who became friends on the transport with
Hal men are ordered to clean out a tier
man machine gun nest. They sneered,
losing IK men killed, and taking several
prisoners. flntlde Is wtounded In Hie
ankle by an eiplndlng shell and he and
Gerhardt get a in days' leave.
Book Five.
i CHAPTER XII.
A rainy autumn night; Papa Joubert
•at reading his paper. He heard a
heavy pounding on his garden gate.
Kicking oft his slippers, he put on
the wooden sabots he kept for Inud,
shuffled across the dripping garden,
•nd opened the door into the dark
street. Two tall figures with rifles
•nd kits confronted him. In a mo
ment he began embracing them, call
ing to his wife;
"Nom de dlable, Maman, e’est Da
vid, David et Claude, toils les 'deux'.''
Sorry-looking soldiers they appear
ed when they stood in the candle
light—plastered with clay, their met
al hats shining like copper bowls,
their clothes dripping pools of water
upon the flags of the kitchen floor.
Mme. Joubert kissed their wet cheeks,
and monsieur, now that he could
see them, embraced them again.
Whence had they come, and how had
it fared with them, up there? Very
well, as anybody could see. What did
they want first—supper, perhaps?
Their room was always ready for
them; and the clothes they had left
were in the big chest.
David explained that their shirts
had not once been dry for four (lays;
and what they most desired was to
be dry and to be clean. Old Martha,
already in bed, was routed out to
heat water. M. Joubert carried the
liig washtub upstairs. Tomorrow for
conversation, he said; tonight for re
pose. The boys followed him nnd
began to peel off their wet uniforms,
leaving them in two sodden piles on
the floor. There was one hath for
both, and they threw up a coin to de
cide which should get into the warm
water first. M. Joubert, seeing
Claudes' fat ankle strapped up in ad
hesive bandages, began to chuckle,
‘‘Oh. I see the Boche made you dance
up there!’’.
When they were dad in clean pa
jamas out of the chest, Papa Jou
bert carried their shirts and socks
down for Martha to wank. He return
ed with the big meat platter, on which
was an omelette made of 12 eggs and
Stuffed with liacon and fried pota
toes. Mme. Joubert brought the three
story earthen coffee pot. to the door
•nd called, "lion appetit!” The host
poured the coffee and cut up’the loaf
with his clasp knife. He sat down
to watch them eat. How had they
found things up there, anyway? The
Boches polite and agreeable as usual?
Finally, when there was not a crumb
of anything left, he poured for each
a little glass of brandy, ‘‘pour alder
la digestion," and wished them good
night. He took the candle with him.
CHAPTER XIII.
The woodland path was deep in
leaves. Claude and David were ly
ing on the dry, springy heather
among the flint boulders. Gerhardt,
with his Stetson over his eyes, was
presumably asleep. They were hav
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ing fine weather for their ho'iday.
The forest rose about this open glade
like an amphitheater, In golden ter
races of horse chestnut and beech.
The .big nuts dropped velvety and
brown, as if they had been soaked In
oil, and disappeared in the dry leaves
below. Little black yew trees, that
had not been visible in the green of
summer, stood out among the curly
yellow brakes. Through the grey
netting of the heech twigs, stiff holly
bushes glittered.
Claude's sprained ankle was still
badly swollen. Madame Joubert was
sure he ought not to move about on
It at all. begged him to sit In the
garden all day and nurse It. But the
surgeon at the front had told him
that If he once Btopped walking, he
would have to go to the hospital. So,
with the help of his host’s best holly
wood cane, he limped out into the for
est every day. This afternoon -he
was tempted to go still farther. Ma
dame Joubert had told him about
some euves at the Ather end of the
wood, underground chambers where
the country people had gone to live
in times of great misery, long ago,
in the English wars. The English
wars; he could not remember just
how far back they were—but long
enough to make one feel comfortable.
As for him, perhaps he would never
go home at all. Perhaps, when this
great affair was over, he would buy
a little farm and stay here for* the
rest of his life.
While he was absorbed In his day
dream of farming in France, his com
panion stirred and rolled over on his
elbow.
"You know we are to join the bat- ;
talion at A—. They'll he living like
kings there. Hick* will-get so fat
he'll drop over on the march. Head
quarters must have something partic
ularly r.. ~ty in mind;’the infantry is
always fed vp before a slaughter. But
I've been thinking; I have some old
friends at A—. Suppose we go on
there a day early, and get them to
take us in? It's a fine old place, and
I ought to go to see them. The son
was a student of mine at the Con
servatoire. He was killed the second
winter of the war. I used to go up
there for the holidays with him; .1
would like to see his mother and sis
ter. You've no objection?"
Claude did not answer at once. He
lay squinting off at the beech trees,
without moving. "You always avoid
that subject with me, don't you?"
he said presently.
“What subject?"
“Oh, anything to do with the Con
servatoire, or your profession.”
"I haven’t any profession at pres
ent. I'll never go back to thp violin."
"You mean you couldn't make up
for the time you'll lose?"
Gerhardt settled his hack against
a rock and got out his pipe. "That
would be difficult: hut other things
would he harder. I've lost much more
than time."
"Couldn't you have got exemption,
one way or another?”
"I might have. My friends wanted
to take it up and make a test case
of me. But I couldn't stand for it. 1
didn't feel I was a good enough vio
linist to admit that 1 wasn't a man.
I often wish I had been In Paris that
summer when the war broke out; then
I would have gone into the French
army on the first impulse, with the
other students, and it would have
been better."
David paused and sat puffing at his
pipe. Just theq a soft movement
stirred the brakes on the hillside. A
little barefoot girl stood there, look
ing about. She had heard voices, hut
at first did not see the uniforms that
blended with the yellow and brown of
the wood. , Then she saw the sun
shining on two heads; one square, and
amber in color—the other reddish
bronze, long and narrow. She took
their friendliness for granted and
came down the hill, stopping now and
again to pick up shiny horse chest
nuts and pop them into a sack she
was dragging, David called to her
and asked her whether the nuts were
good to eat.
"Oh. non!” she exclaimed, her face
expressing the liveliest terror, "pour
les cochons!" These inexperienced
Americans might eat almost any
thing. The hoys laughed and gave
her some pennies, "pour le£ cochons
aussi.” She stole about the edge of
the wood, stirring among the leaves
for nuts and watching the two sol
diers.
(Continued In The Mondwr Morning Be*.)
Adele Garrison
“My Husband’s Love”
The Way Madge Managed to Check
mate Iadla.
At Hess Dean's breezy entrance Into
Leila Durkee's room. I rose quickly
to my feet and stood in such a posi
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face tb be seen by the girl in the
doorwa y.
Upset nervously by the accident to
her ankle, I was afraid that Leila
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“A table?’’ I queried in exaggerated
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"Lelia’s not able to come down
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stairs, is she'.'" Bess Dean's voice ap
parently held extreme solicitude. "So
Mother Durkee and I planned to have
dinner up here.”
I paid a little mental tribute to
her audacity in naming our hostess
as a sponsor for the little scheme
which was altogether the young
woman's own, but hastened to for
stall the assenting and enthusiastic
response which I saw unsuspicious
Alfred was about to make to her
proposal.
"How perfectly ridiculous!” I said
with a little laugh of derision. "I
can’t think of anything more dismal
than dining in your room when you
don’t have to have It there. And
Della's ankle isn't as bad as we
feared. With the bandages Alt and
I have Just put on, she'll be per
fectly able to habble down.”
“She shan't stir one step unless I
carry her," Alfred Interposed, and
I thrilled with triumph for Leila at
the protective possessiveness In his
tone. That the little speech was gall
ing to Bess Dean's vanity I guessed,
but there was no trace of chagrin
In voice or fat-*, as she tilted her
head to one side, quirked her lips
into a provocative little smile dnd
asked teasnglly:
"Isn't there any chance for poor
little me to turn my ankle? The
rewards are tempting—don't you
think so, Leila?"
She took a quick little dancing
step to one side and shot a swift
mocking glance past me at Leila, But
my friend had taken advantage of
my shielding body to pull herself
together, and Bess Dean saw only
smiles on her apparently placid face
and heard nothing save amusement In
her lilting voice.
“Don’t fall down stairs to find out,”
she said with a careless little laugh
for which I could have hugged her,
so apparently free from worry it
sounded.
If there was a tiny warning con
tained In her words—which I doubted,
for Leila isn't subtle—Bess Dean
countered it promptly.
"Oh! I'll watch my step," she
promised carelessly, "unless I get
riled over something,” she added.
• Then I'm likely to <lo anything."
Her eyea flashed defiance Into mine
as she *i>oke. but I gave no hint
of understanding her. I was con
scious of Alfred s puzzled glance. His
was the uncomfortable masculine at
titude when In the presence of women
whose animosity to each other is
only thinly concealed, and so I hast
ened to end the situation.
"Isn't dinner about ready?" I
asked.
"Of course," Miss Dean replied a
bit tartly.
"Then if you don't mind telling llrt.
Durkee that we'll be down In five
minutes,” I went on, "we'll make
your words good. And I Imagine
Delia will be more comfortable if she
has an arm chair and a foot stool."
"I'll get them for you,” Alfred hast
ily interposed.
“They’re right there in the dining
room,” I said coolly, although I knew
better. "Bess won't have to move
them two feet. Besides, she prides
herself upon being a strong armed
lady.”
I had made it impossible for her
to do anything save protest Alfred's
offer, and she wai quick-witted
enough to seize her cue.
"None better in the profesh,” she
returned, extending one arm and flex
ing it in amusing burlesqued fash
ion.
"That's the result of long years of
school teaching. I don't suppose
there's a woman in the business that
can snake a boy into the aisle by hit
coat collar quicker than I can."
As always when Bess Dean choose*,
her humorously twisted face and her
inimitable drawl, set ua all to laugh
ing.
But when she had gone down stalra
1 noticed that Della's smile had fad
ed first, and that something very un
like amusement looked out from bar
dark eyes.
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