Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-10-21

OurStS OF BuTapuet BmOk0 from tue
guns Of the Browns nearer than since
the nghting had begun on the main
line, and these were directed at bodies
OF infantry that were in confused re.
treat down the slopes, while all trafiic
ON the pass road was moving toward
the rear. lmpelled ~ a new appre.
hension she hurried to the tunnel.
Lanstron answered her promptly In a
voice that had ring OF relief and Joy
In place OF the tension that had char.
acterized It since the outbreak Of the
war.
Thanks to you, Marital" he cried.
Everything goes back to you-thanks
to you came this chance to attack. and
we are succeeding at every point! You
are the general, you the maker of vic.
tories!"
Eyes, the general OF still more kill
ing!" she cried in indignation. why
have you gone on with the slaughter?
did not help you for this. Why?"
No reply came. She poured out
more questions, and still no reply. She
pressed the button and tried again. but
she might as we'll have been talking
over dead wire.
One man alone against the tide
rather, the man who has seen tide
rise at his orders now finding all its
sweep against Misunderstanding, accus-
toned to have millions Of men move
at his command. found himself. one
man out Of the millions. still and help
less while they moved OF their own i'm
pulses.
As news Of positions lost came in,
he could only grimly repeat. Hold!
Tell them to hold" fruitlessly, like ad.
jurations to the wind to cease blowing.
The tell Of the long distance kept
ringing unheeded, until at last his aide
came to say that the premier must
speak either to him or to the vice
chief. Westerling staggered to his
feet and with lurching steps went into
the closet. There he sank down on the
chair In heap, staring at the tele.
phone mouthpiece. Again the bell rang.
Clenching his hands IN rocking eff.
fort, he was able to stiffen his spine
once more as he took down the re.
ceiver. To admit defeat to the pre-.
mier-no, he was not ready for that
yet.
THE truth is QUIT" said the premier
without any break in his voice and
with the fatalism OF one who never
allows himself to blink fact. "Teleg.
vhnpa Of tho h0 IF
touch with the staff were still in touch
with the capital. Once the reports be.
gan to come, they poured in-decima.
ton Of the attacking column, panic
and retreat In other portions Of the
line-chaos!"
IT'S . lie!" Westerling declared
vehemently.
The news has reached the press. I"
the premier proceeded. Editions are
already in the streets"
What! Where 10 your censorship"
gasped Westerling.
1T is helpless, straw protesting
against a current" the premier re-
piled. "A censorship goes back to
physical force. as every law does In
the end-to the police and the army;
and ill, these days, finally to public
opinion. After weeks Of secrecy, Of re-
ported successes, when nobody really
knew what was happening, this sudden
disillusioning announcement of the
truth has sent the public mad
1T is your business to control the
public!" complained Westerling.
with what, now? With speech OF
. lullaby? AS we'll csuld you stop the
retreat with your naked hands. MY
business to control the public, yes, but
not unless you win victories. gave
you the soldiers. We have nothing but
police here. and tell you that the pub
10 is IN q mob rage-the whole public.
bankers and business and professional
men included Ihave just ordered the
stock exchange and all banks closed"
There's . cure for mobs!" cried
Westerling. LET the police IRE few
vol!sys and they'll behave"
"Wou!d that stop the retreat Of the
army: We must sue for peace"
Sue 10. peace! Sue for peace when
we have I'VE millions against their
three!"
1T seems 80. az the three millions
are winning" said the premier.
sue for peace because women 80
hysterical? Do you suppose that the
Browns will listen now when they
think they have the advantage! Leave
peace to me! Give me forty-eight hours
more! have told our troops to hold
and they will hold. I don't mistake
cowardly telegraphers' rumors for
facts"
Pardon me moment" the premier
interrupted. II must answer a local
call" SO astute man Of affairs as
he knew that Westerling's voice. storm.
ing, breaking, Tightening with effort at
control, confirmed all reports OF dis.
aster. "In fact, the crockery is broken
for you and for mel" said the pre-
mier when he spoke again. His life
had been q gamble and the gamble had
turned against him in playing for a
great prize. There was an admirable
stoicism in the way he announced the
news he had received from the local
call: 1.-The chief Of police calls me up
to say that the uprising is too vast for
him to hold. There isn't any mutiny.
but his men simply haze hecorne a
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