Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-10-08

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But, interiected Lanstron. I'VE
have also to decide on the point Of the
main defense which she Is to make
westerling think is weak"
l"Hm.m!" grumbled Partow. THAT
is not necessary to start with. We can
give that to her later over the tele-
phone. can't We eh?"
''she asked for it now"
WHY" demanded Partow with one
Of his shrewd, piercing looks.
"She did not say. but can guess"
explained Lanstron. "She must put all
her cards on the table; she must tell
;Westerling all she knows at once. If
she tells him piecemeal it might lead
to the superstition that she still had
some means Of Communication with
the Browns"
"Of course, Of counsel" Partow spat-
ted the dat Of his hand resoundingly
on the. nap. GAS decided the first
time met her, she has head, and
when q woman has a head for that
sort of thing there is no beating her.
Well" he was looking straight into
;Lanstrorfs eyes. Wee, l think we
know the point where we could draw
them in on the main line, eh?"
up tho apron of the approach from
the Engadir valley. We yield the ad-
vance re1oubts on either side"
Meanwhile, we have massed heavily
behind the redoubt. We retake the ad.
vance redoubts in a counter-attack and
-" Partow brought his nst into his
palm with a smack.
yes, II we could do that! If We
could get them to expend their attack
there!" put in Lanstron very excitedly
for him.
I'VE must! She shall help!" Par
tow was on his feet. He had reached
across the table and seized Lanstron's
shoulders in powerful il fesh-pad-
ded grip. Then he turned Lanstron
around toward the door Of his bed
room and gave him mighty slap Of
affection. MY boy. the brightest hope
OF victory we have Is holding the wire
for you. Tell her that o bearded old
behemoth, who can kneel as gracefully
a. rheumatic rhinoceros, 10 on both
knees at her feet. kissing her hands
and trying his best, in the name Of
mercy. to keep from breaking into
verse of his own composition"
Back ct the telephone, Lanstron, In
the fervor Of the cheer and the enthu-
ssiasm, that had transported his chief.
gave Marta Partow's message.
"You, Marta, are our brightest hope
Of victory!"
"Yes?" the monosyllable was de-
tached. dismal, labored. "A woman
can be that" she exclaimed in an un-
certain tone. which grew into the dis
traction of clipped words and broken
sentences. "A woman play-acting-a
woman acting the most revolving n.y.
poorisy-influences the issue between
two nations! Her deceit deals in the
lives Of sons precious to fathers and
mothers. the fate of frontiers, Of insti-
tutions!s Think of It! Think Of ma
chimes costing countless millions-ma-
chimes Of flesh and blood, with their
destinies shaped by one little bit of
lying information! Think Of the folly
Of any civilization that stakes its tri-
umphs on such gamble! Am not
risht7 Isn't It true? Isn't tit"
YES. yes. Marta! Butt" II
she were weakening it was not his
place to try to strengthen her purpose.
1T will the sooner end fighting,
won't II, Lanny7" she asked in
small, tense voice.
YES"
And the only real end that means
real peace is 70 prove that the weak
can hold back the strong from their
threshold?"
"Yes."
Even pow westerling might be on
the veranda, perhaps waiting for news
that would enable him to crush the
weak: to prove that the law Of five
pounds Of human flesh against three,
and ave sbayonets against three. is the
law Of civilization.
Eyes. yes, yes." The construction
was gone from her throat; there was
q drum.beat in her soul. Depend on
me; Lanny!" II was Fellers favorite
phrase spoken by tho one who was to
take his place. Yes, I'm ready to
make any sacrifice now. For what am
1! Whist is ono woman compared to
such a purpose? don't care what is
said Of me or what becomes OF me II
we can win! Good-by. Lanny, till
call you up again! And God with us!"
God with us!" as Partow had said.
over and over. The saying had como
to be repeated by hard-headed. agnos-
tic staff emcers, who believed that the
deity had no relation to the efficiency
Of gun.flre. The Brown infantrymen
even were beginning to mutter It in
the midst of action.
Waiting on the path Of the second
terrace for Westsrling to come, Marta
realized the full meaning of her task.
Day in and day out she was to have
suspense at her elbow and the horror
Of hypocrisy on her conscience. the
while keeping her wits nicely bal
anced. When she saw Westerling ap-
near m the yern da and start over the (!