Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-09-11
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confidence" Lanstron proceeded. 'l
should make them feel that we were
one family fighting for all we hole
dear against the invader. If our losses
are heavy, II we have q setback. ther
the inspiration Of the heroism of those
who have fallen and the danger oi
their own homes feeling the foot ol
the invader next will impel the living
to greater sacrifices. For the Grayf
are in the wrong. The moral and the
legal right is with us"
And the duty of men like you and
me, chosen for the purpose" said Par
tow. 'is worthily to direct the oour
age that goes with moral right The
| overt act of war must come from them
by violating our frontier. not in the
African jungle but here. Even when
the burglar fingers the windov-sash
we shall not f1re-no. not until he en-
ters our house. When he does, you
: would have a message go out to our
people that will set them Quiverins
with indignation?"
Yes, and would let the names of
our soldiers who fall first be known
and how they fell, their backs to their
frontier homes and their faces to the
foe"
Our very liberality in giving news
will help US to cover the military
secrets which we desire to preserve"
Partow said, with slow emphasis We
shall hold back what we please, con-
fldent of the peoples trust. Good
policy that, yes! But enough! Your
orders are ready In detail, believe.
You have nothing to add?"
mo, sir, nothing; at least, not until
war begins"
Very we'll. We shall have the or
ders issued at the proper moment"
concluded Partow And Westerling
is going to find," he proceeded after a
thoughtful pause, that a man is
reader to die fighting to hold his own
threshold than fighting to take anoth-
er mans. War is not yet solely an af-
fair of machinery and numbers. The
human element is still uppermost. Give
me your hand-no, not that one, not
the one you shake hands with-the
one wounded in action!"
Partow inclosed the stiffened I'm
gers in his own with something of the
caress which an old bear that is in
very good humor might give to q
promising cub.
II have planned, planned, planned
(Op hia ho hau
know, as the elements of it go into the
crucible test, whether 1t Is we'll done
or not. / want to live to see the day
when the last charge made against our
trenches is beaten back. Then they
may throw this old body onto the rub
bish heap as soon as they please-it
is fat, unwieldly behemoth Of an old
body"
No, no, 1t isn't" Lanstron objected
hotly. He was seeing only what most
people saw after talking with Partow
for few minutes, his fine, intelligent
eyes and beautiful forehead.
"All that l wanted of the body was
to feed my BRAIN" Partow continued.
needless Of the interruption. Il have
watched my mind as a navigator
( watches a barometer. l have been
ready at the first sign that 1t was los
ing its grip to give up. Yet / have
felt that my body would go on feeding
my brain and that to the last moment
OF consciousness, when suddenly the
body collapses, / should have self
possession and energy of mind. Under
the coming strain the shock may come,
as cord snaps. At that instant my
successor will take up my work where
/ leave It of.
The old fogy who has aimed to
join experience to youth chooses
youth. You took your medicine with
out grumbling In the disagreeable but
vitality important position of chief of
intelligence. Now you-there, don't
tremble with stage fright" For Lam
stron's hand was quiyering in Partow's
grasp, while his face was that Of
man stunned.
You are to be at the right hand of
this old body" continued Partow. You
are to go with me to the front; to
sleep in the room next to mine; to be
always at my side, and, finally, you are
to promise that II ever the old body
fails In its duty to the mind, If ever
you see that l am not standing up to
the strain, you are to say so to me and
give you my word that shall let you
take charge"
Lanstron was too stunned to speak
for a moment The arrangement
seemed a hideous joke; a refinement
Of cruelty inconceivable. 1t was ex-
pecting him to tell Atlas that he was
old and to take the weight of the
world of the giants shoulders.
Have you lost your patriotism?"
demanded Partow. Are you afraid!
afraid to tell me the truth? Afraid
of duty? Afraid in your youth of the
burden that l bear in age?"
His fingers closed in on Lanstron's
with such force that the grip was
painful
"Promise!" he commanded.
Il promise!" Lanstron said with a
throb.
That's it.! That's the way! That's
the kind Of soldier like" Partow de-
clared with change of tone. and he