ONE OF OURS
Br WILXA CATHEB.
1 Famous Nebraska Author.
(Continued from Yesterday.)
SYNOPSIS.
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m Frankfort, >eb., mill-!
hl‘i# A. living together a year and a
er«li?A *??PA| China to visit her young
lii "l**?*'-Caroline, a missionary, who ii,
and Claud© goes to officers’ training
*• commissioned a lieutenant, i
fiiL??4* !frw ,ye*r" 1** a small denomina- j
tlonal college In Lincoln, where he became I
*,Jrtond of the Frlich family, motherly i
5*i0U sons. He has friends In |
ly/g* Hnwgl and Leonard Dawson, young,
a "®l#*>or* of the Wheeler
family. He has an elder brother. Day-1
lies, in business In Frankfort, his father.
*nd .* younger brother. Ralph. While
on leave from camp he falls In love
Gladys Farmer, high school friend
?? nig wife. Claude goes to France with
nls company. He and Lieutenant Ger
become friends on the transport.
rhe" first active service Is leading a suc
cessful attack on a Berman machine gun
which Claude Is wounded In the
ankle by an exploding shell. Berliardt
gave up a musical career to enter the
jr*’*'' While on 10 days’ leave they visit
Mldsins and Mile. Claire. French friends
of CJorhardt’s while he was studying violin
in France several years before. At the
expiration of their leave they rejoin their
battalion and go by train and inarch to
the town of Beaufort, recently used by
the Bermans as a rest camp.
Suddenly a shot rang out above the
chatter, and an old woman In a white
cap screamed and tumbled over on
the pavement,—rolled about,, kicking
indecorously with both hands and
feet.' A second crack,—the little girl
who stood beside Hicks, eating choco
late, threw out her hands, ran a few
steps, and fell, blood and brains ooz
ing out in her yellow hair. The peo
ple began screaming and running.
The Americans looked this way and
that: ready to dash, but not knowing
where to go. Another shot, and Cap
tain Maxey fell on one knee, blushed
furiously and sprang up. only to fall
again,—ashy white, with the leg of
his trousers going red.
"There It is, to the left!" Hicks
shouted, pointing. They saw now.
From a closed house, some distance
down a street off the square, smoke
was coming. It hung before one of
the upstairs windows. The Captain s
orderly dragged him into a wineshop.
Claude and David, followed by the
men. ran down the street and broke
in the door. The two offirers went
through the rooms on tlie first floor,’
while Hicks and his lot made straight
'or an enclosed stairway at the back
>f the house. As they reached the
foot of the stairs, they were met by
a volley of rifle shots, and two of
the men tumbled over. Four Ger
mans were stationed at the head of
the steps.
The Americans scarcely knew
whether their bullets nr their bay
onets got to the Huns first: they were
not conscious of going up, till they
were there. When Claude and David
reached the landing, the squad were
wiping their bayonets, and four grey
liodies were piled in the corner.
Bert Fuller and Dell Able ran down
the narrow hallway and threw open
the door into the room on the street.
Two shots, and Dell came back with
his jaw shattered and the blood spout
ing from the left side of his neck.
Gerhardt caught him, and tried to
close the artery with his fingers.
"How many are In there, Bert7"
Claude called.
"I couldn't see. Dook out, sir! You
can't get through that door more than
two at a time!"
Tha door still stood open, at the
end of the corridor. Claude went
down the steps until he could sight
along the floor of the passage, into
the front room. The shutters were
closed In there, and the sunlight came
through the slats. In the middle of
the floor, between the door and the
windows, stood a tall chest of drawers,
with a mirror attached to the top.
In the narrow space between the bot
tom of this piece of furniture and
the floor, he could see a pair of boots.
It was possible there was but one
man in the room, shooting from be
hind his movable fort.—though there
Saturday
Will Be Another Day
of Real Bargains in
Used and Shopworn
Sewing
Machines
at Mickels
Note these famous makes and
look at the bargain prices.
One only at .83
Standard—A wonderful ma
chine at such a figure. 827
Frea—A machine sold in this
city for years. It's dirt cheap
at .825
Wheeler ft Wilson—No one
could go wrong on this ma
chine at .817
Wheeler db Wilson — In the
finest condition; does wonder
ful work .823.50
Domestic—Thousands of sat
isfied users of this make. You
can have one now for. 918
Western Electric—Note this
is a portable Electric; for
Saturday selling . 830
Wheeler dk Wilson—Cabinet
type; cannot be equalled at
only.845
Davis—A machine that will do
your summer sewing regard
less of material ... 824.50
Three Singers—You know the
name. They are all nearly
new. Out they go at—
816 835 838
New Home—Really as good a
machine as you could ask for
•t.835
Come Early
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MICKEDS
16TH AND HARNEY
might be others hidden in the cor
ners.
"There's only one fellow in there, I
guess. He's shooting from behind a
big dresser in the middle of the room.
Come on. one of you, we'll have to
go in and get him."
Willy Katz, the Austrian boy from
the Omaha parking house, stepped up
and stood beside him.
"Now, Willy, we’ll both go In at
once; you jump to the right, and I
to the left,—and one of us will jab
him. He can’t shoot both ways at
once. Are you ready? All right—
Now!"
Claude thought he was taking the
more dangerous position himself, but
the German probably reasoned that
the important man would be on the
right. As the two Americans dashed
through the door, he fired. Claude
caught him in the back with his
bayonet, under the shoulder blade, hut
Willy Kat* had got a bullet in his
brain, through one of his blue eyes.
He fell and never stirred. The Ger
man officer fired his revolver ngain
as he went down, shouting in English,
English with no foreign accent.
"You swine, go back to Chicago!”
Then he began choking with blood.
Sergeant Hicks ran in and shot the
dying man through the temples. No
body stopped him.
The officer was a tall man, covered
with medals and orders; must have
been very handsome. His linen and
his hands were ns white as if he were
going to a ball. On the dresser were
the files and paste and buffers with
which he had kept his nails so pink
and smooth. A ring with a ruby,
beautifully cut, was on his little fin
ger. Bert Fuller screwed it off and
offered it to Claude. He shook his
head. That English sentence had un
nerved him. Bert held the ring out
to Hicks, but the Sergeant threw
down his revolver and broke out:
“Think I'd touch anything of his?
That beautiful little girl, and ray
buddy— He's worse than dead, Dell
is worse:'1 He turned his back on his
comrades so that they wouldn't see
him cry.
“Can I keep it myself, sir?” Bert
asked.
Claude nodded. David had come
in, and was opening the shutters.
This officer. Claude was thinking,
was a very different sort of being
from the poor prisoners they had
been scooping up like tadpoles from
the cellars. One of the men picked
up a gorgeous silk dressing gown
from front the bed, another pointed
to a dressing-case full of hammered
silver. Gerhurdt said it was Russian
silver; this man must have come front
the Eastern front. Bert Fuller and
Nifty Jones were going through the
officer's pockets. Claude watched
them, and thought they did about
right. They didn’t touch his medals;
but his gold cigarette case, and the
platinum watch still ticking on his
wrist,—he wouldn't have further need
for them. Around his neck, hung by
a delicate chain, was a miniature case,
nnd in it was a painting,—not, as
Bert romantically hoped when he
opened it, of a beautiful woman, but
of a young man, pale as snow, with
blurred forget-me-not eyes.
Claude studied it. wondering. “It
looks like a poet, or something. Prob
ahly a kid brother, killed at the lie
ginning of the war.” Gerharrit took It
and glanced at it with a disdainful
expression. "Probably. There, let
him keep it, Bert." He touched
Claude on the shouldder to call his
attention to the inlay work on the
handle of the officer's revolver.
Claude noticed that David looked
at him as if he were very much
pleased with him,—looked, Indeed, as
if something pleasant hail happened
in this room: where, God knew, noth
ing had; where, when they turned
round, a swarm of black flies was
quivering with greed and delight over
the smears Willy Katz' body had left
on the floor. Claude had often ob
served that when David had an in
teresting idea or a strong twinge of
recollection, it made him, for the mo
ment, rattier heartless. Just now’ he
felt that Gerhardt's flash of high
spirits was In some way connected
with him. Was it because he had
gone in with Willy? Had David
doubted Ids nerve?
(Continued in The Monday Morning Hep.)
Beatrice Fairfax
Problems That Perplex
Lilting and Kissing.
Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a girl of
It and have been going to the Baptist
Young People's union church meet
ings every Sunday night.
A boy of 15 is always asking me
to let him bring me home.
My folks think I am too young to
have boys come home with me. Is
it proper when, just before leaving
each other, for the boy to kiss me?
The boy is decent and I am very
fond of him. BLUE EYES.
The fact that you don't know
whether or not it Is proper to let the
boy who takes you home kiss you,
makes me think your parents are cor
rect in believing you too young to go
with hoys. You only cheapen your
self and take off the fine edges of
your modesty and delicacy when you
give your kisses so lightly. Just be
cause you like the boy does not ex
cuse you. Suppose we all kissed all
the men we sincerely liked? Can't
you see how ridiculous we'd be and
how low our standards would fall. We
must have standards and character
and prlnlcple about us even when we
like other folks.
Just
Around
the Corner
Saturday
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BACON
Whole or hall strip.
Wilson’s Certi- OPn
lied, lb.OOL
Wilson’s Red OQ.,
Top, lb.
Soups
Campbell's -fl rk
Assorted XUC
Soaps .
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can use their own Judgment and buy what
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foods.
71 (tracers whose personality makes them
proud to wait on you and serte you.
r—FRUITS—
LOGANBERRIES — Special, per
box. 20c
CANTALOUPES — Large size, 2
for .35c
Medium size, 2 for.29c
ORANGES—Nice and juicy, per
doz. 39c
PINEAPPLES—Large and extra
nice, each.19c
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- —VEGETABLES—
NEW POTATOES—4 lbs.. 25c
NEW ICEBERG HEAD LET
TIJCE—2 and 3 for.25c
FANCY SPINACH—Per pk..l5c
ASPARAGUS—2 bunches 15c
HOME GROWN BEETS — Four
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GGS ” 28c
Puffed piCE -ar
PuFFED^HEAT'w 25c
lyjACARONi 38 25c
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MALT
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