Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-10-20

who escaped all the forms of slaughter
and staggered on to the ruins of the
redoubt, pressed their weight on TOP
OF those in the craters or Rugged be-
hind the pyramids of debris, and even
made breastworks from the bodies OF
the dead. The more that banked up
the more fruitlese the efforts of the Of
,ficers to restore order in the frantic
medley of shell screams and explosions
at time when a minute seemed az
age.
Meanwhile, between them-this
banked-up force at the charges end
and the Brown redoubt with it's auto
mates, the Gray gunners were making
a zone Of she'll bursts in order to give
the soldiers time to make their hold
Of the ground they had gained secure
Through this zone Stransky and his
men were to lead the Browns in a
! counter-attack.
] At the very height Of the Gray
charge. when all the reserves we're in,
dark objects fell out OF the heavens
and where they dropped earth and
flesh were mingled in the maceration
Like some giant reptile with it's yer
tebrae breaking, gouged and torn and
pinioned, the charge stopped, in with
ing, throbbing confusion. Those or
the outer circle of explosions were
thrown against their fellows, who
surged back in another direction from
an explosion in the opposite quarter
Ero,n tho roor tho prooa-,ro uao II on ed.
the human hammer was no longer driv
Ing the ram. Blinded by the lightninge
! and dust, dizzy from conclusions and
noise. too blank of mind to be sane OF
insane. the atoms of the bulk of the
charge in natural instinct turned from
their goal and toward the place whence
they had come, with death from all
sides still buffettng them. Staggering
/ ly. at first, they went. for want of in,
,itative In their paralysis; then rapidly
as the law Of self-preservation asserted
itself in wild impulse.
AS sheep driven over a precipice
they had advanced; as men they fed
There was no longer any command, nc
longer any cohesion. except of legs
struggling in and out over the uneven
footing Of dead and wounded. while
they felt another pressure, that Of the
mass of the Browns in pursuit. OF all
those of Fracasse's company whom
we know. only the judges son and
Jacob Pilzer were alive: Stained with
blood and dust, his teeth showing in
i grimaoe Of mocking hate of all hu.
mankind, PLIERS savagery ran free of
the restraint OF discipline and civilized
convention. Striking right and left,
he forced his way out of the region Of
shell fire and still kept on Clubbing
his rife. he struck down one officer
who tried to detain him: but anothe,
officer. quicker than he, put a revolver
bullet through his head
Westerling, who had buried his face
in his hands in Marta's presence at
the thought of failure, must keep the
pose Of his position before the staff.
With chin drawn in and shoulders
squared In sort of petrified military
habit, he received the feverish news
that grew worse with each brief bulle-
tin. He. the chief Of staff; he He'd
worth Westerling. the superman, must
be rock in the food of alarm When
he heard that his human ram was In
recoil he declared that the repulse had
been exaggerated-repulse always
were With word that heavy counter
attack was turning the retreat into an
ungovernable rout, he broke into a
storm. He was not beaten; he could
not be beaten.
Let our guns cut a few swaths in
the mob" he cried. THAT will stop
them from running and bring them
back to sense Of duty to their coun-
try"
The irritating litter Of the bell in
the closet of the library only increased
his defiance Of facts beyond control.
He went to the long distance with
reply to the premier's inquiry ready to
his lips.
I'VE got into the enemy's works but
had to fall back temporarily" he said.
Temporarily! What do you mean"
demanded the premier.
II mean that we have only begun to
attack" declared Westerling. He liked
that sentence. 1t sounded like the
shibboleth of great leader in crisis.
II shall. assault again tomorrow
night"
Then your losses were not heavy"
mo, not relatively. Tomorrow night
we press home the advantage we
gained tonight
But you have been so confident
each time. You still think that"
THAT I mean to win! There is no
stopping halfway"
well. I'll still try to hold the situa.
ton here" replied the premier. But
keep me informed"
Dragged by his desperate stubborn.
ness, Westerling was believing in his
star again when he returned to the
library All the greater his success for
being won against skepticism and
fears! He summoned his chiefs of
divisions, who came with the news
.ss. . t!.e.sn-cwcs had taken the very
redoubt from which the head OF the
Gray charge had started; but there