The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1914-10-30
CHAPTER I.
A Speck In the Sky.

Spcck IN the Sky.
It was Marta who first saw the speck
fn the sky. Her outcry and her bound
from her seat at the teatable brought
her mother and Colonel Westerling
after her onto the lawn, where they
became motionless figures, screening
their eyes with their hands. The new
est and most wonderful thing In the
world at the time was this speck ap-
pearing above the irregular horizon OF
the Brown range, in view OF land
Scape that centuries OF civilization had
eertilized and cultivated and formed.
At the base Of the range ran line
of white stone posts, placed by inter
national commissions Of surveyors to
the nicely of an inch's variation. In
che very direction Of the specks flight
a spur of foothills extended into the
plain that stretched away to the Gray
range, distinct at the distance of
thirty miles in the bright afternoon
fng to climb, the white posts circled
around the spur, hugging the levels.
In the lap of the spur was La Tir,
che old town, and on the other side
of the boundary lay South La Tir, the
new town. Through both ran the dusty
ribbon of a road, drawn straight across
the plain and over the glistening
thread of river. On its way to the
pass Of the Brown range 1t skirted the
garden of the Gallands, which rose in
terraces to seventeenth-century
house overlooking the old town from its
outskirts. They were such town. such
a road, such landscape as you may
see on many European frontiers. The
Christian people who lived in the re-
8ion were like the Christian people
you know II you look for the realities
OF human nature under the surface diff
ferences of language and habits.
Beyond the house rose the ruins Of a
castle. it's tower still intact Marta al
ways referred to the castle as the
baron; for In her girlhood she had
way Of personifying all inanimate
things. II the castle walls were COW
cred with hoar frost, she said that the
baron was shivering; IL the wind tore
around the tower, she said that the
baron was groaning over the demo
cratic tendencies Of the time. On such
a summer afternoon as this, the baron
was growing old gracefully, at peace
with his enemies.
Centuries older than the speck In
the sky was the baron; but the pass
road was many more, countless more,
uric nld hnn hn hnA
"a trail for tribes long before Roman
legions won victory In the pass,
which was acclaimed an imperial tri-
mmph. To hold the pass was to hold
the range. All the blood shed there
would make red river, inundating the
plain.
Beside the old baron, we are par
venus" Marta would say. And what
q parvenu the baron would have been
to the Roman aristocrat!"
Our family is old enough-none
Older in the province!" Mrs. Galland
would reply. Marta. how your mind
does wander! I'd get a headache just
contemplating the things you are able
TO think of in five minutes"
The first Galland had built house
on the land that his king had given
him for one of the most brilliant feats
of arms in the history of the pass.
Even the tower. raised to the glory
OF an older family whose descendants,
tf any survived, were unaware OF their
lineage, had become known as the
Galland tower. The Gallands were
rooted in the soil OF the frontier; they
were used to having wars hot breath
blow past their door; they were at
home In the language and customs OF
two peoples; theirs was a peculiar ira
dition, which Marta had absorbed with
her first breath. Town and plain and
range were the first vista of landscape
that she had seen; doubtless they
would be the last
One or two afternoons a week Col
onel Hedworth Westerling, commander
OF the regimental post Of the Grays on
the other side OF the white posts,
stretched his privilege OF crossing the
frontier and appeared for tea at the
Gallands. IL meant a pleasant half
hour breaking a long walk. a relief
from garrison surroundings. and in
view OF the order. received that morn.
ing. this was to be a farewell call.
He had found Mrs Galland an agree
able reflection OF an aristocratic past.
The daughter had what he defined
vaguely a. giriish piquancy He found
II amusing TO try 10 answer her un-
usual questions; he liked the variety
OF her inventive mind. with its flashes
q downright matter-of.factness.
-,1t until tea vas served did be men