The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1914-11-28

try!"
Hold on, The flag is sacred!"
cried the bankers son.
"Yes. that will dol"
shut up!"
Other voices formed chorus OF
angry protest.
81 knew you thought 1t; now I've |
caught yOu," This from the sergeant, |
who had seen hard fighting against |
savage foe in Africa and there F.
fore was particularly bitter about
the Bodlapoo affair. The welt of a
scar on the gaunt, fever-yellowed
cheek turned deeper red as he seized
Stransky by the collar of the blouse.
Stransky raised his free hand as If
to strike, but paused as he faced the
company's boyish captain, slender OF
figure, aristocratic of feature. His in
dignation was as evident as the SER
geant's, but he was biting his lips to
keep it under control.
You heard what he said, sir?"
THE latter part-enough!"
IT'S mediation to mutiny! An ex-
ample!"
"Yes, put him under arrest"
The sergeant still held fast to the
collar of Stransky's blouse. Stransky
could have shaken himself free. as
mastiff frees himself from a puppy,
but this was resistance to arrest and
! he had not yet made up his mind to
/ go that far. His muscles were weaving
under the sergeants grip, his eyes
glowing as with volcanic fire waiting
on>the madness of impulse for erup-
ton.
81 wonder if it is really worth while
to put him under arrest?" said some
one at the edge of the group in amiable
inquiry.
The voice came from an officer OF
about thirty-five, who apparently had
strolled over from a nearby aeroplane
station to look at the regiment. From
his shoulder hung the gold cords OF
the staff 1t was Col. Arthur Lanstron,
whose plane had skinned the Gal
lands garden wall for the easy
bump" ten years ago. There was some
thing more than mere titular respect
in the way the young captain saluted
admiration and the ditfident, boyish
glance of recognition which does not
presume to take the lead in recalling
a slight acquaintance with a man of
distinction.
"Dellarme! It's all of two years
since we met at Miss Galland's, isn't
it?" Lanstron said, shaking hands with
! the captain.
Yes, just before we were ordered
SOUTH" said Dellarme, obviously
=, pleased to be remembered.
81 overheard your speech" Lanstron
, continued, nodding toward Stransky
1T was very informing"
D A crowd of soldiers was now press
T ing around Stransky, and in the front
| rank was Grandfather Fragini.
said our flag was no better'n any
other flag, did'he?" piped the old man
. Beat him to a pulp! That's what the
o Hussars would have done"
IF you don't mind telling 1t in pub
= lie, Stransky, l should like to know
: your origin" said Lanstron, prepared
: to be as considerable Of an anarchist!
. private feelings as of anybodys.
. Stransky squinted his eyes down thu
bony bridge of his nose and grinnet
= sardonically.
5 That won't take long," he answered
MY father, so far as | could identif.
u him, died in Jail and my mother o
Y drink"
r That was hardly to the purple!" oh
served Lanstron thoughtfully.
! mo. to the red!" answered Stransk.
savagely.
81 mean that it was hardly incline,
to make you take a roseate view of lif
as a beautiful thing in well-ordere,
world where favors Of fortune ar
evenly distributed" continued Lar
stron.
Rather to make me rejoice in tn
hope of a new order Of things-th
3 recreation Of society,"" Stransky u
Z tered the sentiment with the triun
9 phant pride of pupil who knows hi
textbook thoroughly.