Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-09-12
Wight. IyI6. - CoSftes SctiouetU Son11
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claiming. This 10 . case for first add"
while Mrs. Galland, taking tho stepa
as fast ~ she could. brought up the
rear. Through the gateway in the gar
den wall could be seen the shoulders
of young onicer. . streak Of red
coursing down cheek. rising from
the wreck. inarticulate sob Of re-
lief h-oke from Marta's throat, fol-
lowed by quick gasps OF breath. Cap
tnan Arthur Lanstron was looking into
the startled eyes Of young girl that
seemed to reflect his own emotions Of
the moment after having shared those
he had in the air.
II Dew! dew clear over tho range.
at any rate!" he said. And I'm alive.
/ managed to hold her 90 she missed
the wall and made an easy bump"
He Il one foot free of the wreck
and { I leg was al right. She shared
his elatlon. Then he found that tho
other was uninjured, just - she cried
In distress:
But your hand-oh. your hand!"
His left hand hung limp from tho
wrist, cut, mashed and bleeding. It's
nerves numbed. he had not - yet felt
any pain from the injury. Now he re-
garded 1t in kind of awakening stare
OF REALIZATION of deformity to come.
''Wool.gathering again!" he mutt
tered to himself Grossly.
Then. seeing that she had turned
white, he thrust the disgusting thing
behind his back and twinged with the
movement. The pain was arriving.
1T must be bandaged! have .
handkerchief" she begged. I'm not
going to faint or anything like that!"
Only bruised-and it's the left.
am glad 1t was not the right" he 70.
piled. Westerling arrived and joined
Marta in offers OF assistance just a.
they heard the prolonged honk Of an
automobile demanding the right Of
way at top speed In the direction Of
the pass.
THANK you. but they're coming for
me-" said Lsnstron to Westerling ~
he glanced up the road.
Westerling was looking at the wreck.
nstron. who recognized him as an
ofYicer. though In mutt. kicked bit of
the torn cloth over some apparatus to
hide it. At this Westcrling smiled
family. Then LAnstron ssluted - Of.
1cer to ofncer might salute across the
white posts, giving his name ana 70.
ceiving In return Westerling's.
They made . contrast. these two
men. the colonel of the Grays. swart
and sturdy. his physical vitality 20 evi.
dent, and the captain Of the Browns.
some seven or eight years the junior.
bareheaded, in dishevelled fatigue
uniform. his lips twitching. his slender
body Quivering with the pain that he
I could not control. while his rather
N5old forehead ana delicate, sensitive
features suggested man Of nerve and
nerves who might have left expert.
ments In . laboratory for an adventure
in the air. There was . kind Of chal-
lenge In their, slances: the challenge
Of an ancient feud Of their peoples:
OF the professional rivalry of polite
duellists. Lanstron's slight figure
Beemed to express the weaker number
OF the three million soldiers Of the
Browns; Westerling's bulkier one, the
four million I'VE hundred thousand Of
the Grays.
You had q narrow squeak and you
made a very snsppy recovery 1t the
last second" said Westerling. passing
. compliment across the white posts.
That's In the line Of duty for you
and me, isn't itT' LAnstron replied.
his voice thick with pain e. hs forced
Q smile.
There was NO pose in his fordtudA.
He was evidently disguised with him
self over the whole business. and he
turned TO the group Of three omcers
and civilian who alighted from . big
Brown army automobile % II he were
prepared to have them say their worst.
They seemed between the impulse Of
reprimsnding and embracing him.
Il hope that you are not surprised at
the result" said the oldest Of the Of.
ficers. man Of late middle age. rather
atYectionately and teasingly. He wore
q single order on his breast, plain
iron cross. and the insignia Of his rank
was that Of . Aeld-marshal.
'sNot now. should be again, SIR
said Lanstron. looking full 1t the field.
marshal In the appeal Of ono asking
for another chance. Il was wool-sath-
ering. But shall not wool-gathsr next
time. I've got = reminder more urgent
than string tied around my anger."
yes. that hand needs immediate At
tention,' said the doctor. He and an
other officer began helping Lanstron
into the automobile.
"Good-by:" he called TO the young
girl, who wss still watching him with
big, sympathetic eyes. Il am coming
back soon and land In the field, there.
and when l do. III claim Z bunch o1
flowers"
go! What fun!" she cried, - the
ear started.
'.The feld-marshal was Partow, their
chief OF starr Westerling asked.
EYES," said Mrs. Galland. Il remem-
her when he was young infantry ON
Ger before tho last war. before he had
won the iron cross and become %
great. He was not Of m army family
"a Doctors son. but very clever and
Skilful."
Getting little old for his work.
remarked Westerlihg. But apparent
- he 10 keen enough TO take . per.
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