Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-09-29
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uonluu Lnem, eNoEyDOuy!
mo matter IL they do get in at firstl
Back, you men. from under the tree!"
There wes Hot single rifleshot- In
, silence like that before the word to
| fire in 9 duel. all orders were heard
! and the more readily obeyed because
their sense upon the men in his quiet
way.
| The sandbags by the tree were
blown up by the Grays. Then, before
the dust had hardly settled, came a
half score of hand-grenades thrown by
the first men Of Gray wedge. scram-
bling a. they were pushed through
the breach by the pressure Of the
mass behind. In that Ansl struggle
of one set Of men TO gain and another
to hold position. guns or automatics
or long-range bullets played no part.
It was the graPple OF cold steel with
| cold steel and r7uscle with muscle, in
he billowing, twisting mob of wres-
tiers, with no sound from throats but
straining breaths; with no quarter, no
distinction of person. and bloodshot
| eyes and faces f7' with the effort of
| brute strength striving, in primitive
desperation. to kin in order not to be
killed. The cloTd =: rocking, writhing
arms and shoulders was neither 60
ing forward no. backward It's move.
ment was that Of vortex, while the
gray stream kept on pouring through
the breach as if it were only the first
flood from some gray lake on the
other side of the breastwork.
Marta had c"n'" - the edge Of the
veranda, at crIa Grywn and repelled,
feeling the fearscl- suspense of the
combat, the savage horror of it, and
herself uttering SQUADS like the strain.
ing breaths OF the men What place
for her to be! TT she did not think
of that. She was 4; re The dreadful
alchemy OF war had made her
stranger to herself. She was mad;
they were mad; all the world was
mad!
One minute - two, perhaps - not
three--and the thing was over. She
saw the Grays bc!ls crushed back and
realized that th3 !-r"-ns had won,
while the last details OF the lessening
tumult fixed her s'tenten with their
gladiatorial sinplis!y Here, indeed,
it was case Of Ia'l - man with the
weapons natrIe ga? hin.
81 thought So" cried rcller. eat
tacks on fton;a! rast IS ry daylight
are going cut - .&,ca:'
1t was !a vh9 tr;! " crested
the shower o! h T-tl a..ss that fol.
lowed the exit Of the enemy. Two OF
the guns Of the 2G,le batteries, hav-
ing changed treir position. were max
ing havoc enough at pointblank range,
with a choice of targets between
the Grays hrddled nm the other side
, of the breas work ;rl 'rose in retreat.
One of the C:-~s. "'scs~c'; bearing
the mark cf b9ri l,r'. raised him
self, and, il Ga..AH.a Il the satisfac-
tion of the ;h.a.h, 80 1. bruises and
humiliation, Ic..,' - inger at Eel
! Ter, Mar;a .sal1 ,a.. -"!-:
You tho ~ -: law hat and
blue blouse. ,G.F ~ 81 - !ou-a man
fighting AKA not q .!i,Cfm! II they
catch you it VIII 1c :, drumhead and
firing squad at dawa!
That's so!" Irp'' . i'eller gravely.
! But they'll h. q Na,;e a better
job of it than Acu .a.oas lid if they're
going to"
He turnoG ezz" tr.' J.. but did not
move far. rs o. ...-";s relaxed into
the gardene's gt,3p, and he pulled
his hat down oYtr his eyes and low
cred his he'd as If to hide his face.
He vas thus stsrdinS. inert, when
division staff-cGcer galloped into the
grounds.
! Where is M Deliarme?"
When he saw NcIlarme's still body
he dismoun:td '-1 " a tide of feel
| ing which. for tie Moment, submerged
all thought Of the machine, stood,
head bowed and zap of. looking down
at Dellarme's face
81 was very fond of him! He was at
school when | was teaching there.
But a good death-a soldiers death!"
he said. 'Ill write to his mother my
self" Then the voice of the machine
spoke Who is in commando
Il am, sir!" said the callow lieuten.
ant, coming up But the men of the
| company spoke.
Bert Stransky!" they roared.
II was not according to military eti-
quette. but military etiquette meant
nothing to them now They were
above 1t in veteran superiority.
| Where's etrensky?" demanded the
staff-oficer
You're looking at him!" replied
Stransky with benign grin.
Seeing that Stransky was only pri-
vate, the oficer frowned at the anon
ally when lieutenant was present,
then smiled in a way that accorded
| the company parliamentary rights,
which he thought that they had fully
earned.
yes, and he gets one of those iron.
crosses!" put in Tom Fragini.
"Yes-the first GROSS for Bert Of the
neds!"
"And wen let him make a dozen
anarchist speeches day!"
yes. yes!" roared the company.
THE ayes have it," the oficer an