The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1914-12-18

ler's place. There could be no choice
Of sides In war unless you believed in
war. One who fought for peace must
take up arms against all armies. Her
part as a spy appeared to her clad in
q new kind Of shame; the desertion Of
her principles.
Nor did the Officers observe a man Of
thirty-fve, wearing the cords Of the
stan and a generals stars, coming
around the corner Of the house. Mar
ta's feverish, rowing glance had noted
him directly he was in sight. His face
seemed to be in keeping with the
other faces, in the ardor Of hunt un-
finished; hand in blouse pocket, his
bearing a little too easy to be conven-
tionally military-the same Lanny.
She was dimly conscious OF surprise
not to find him changed, perhaps be-
cause he was unaccompanied by re-
tinue or any other symbol Of his power.
He might have been coming to call on
q Sunday afternoon. In that first
glimpse 1t was difficult to think of
him as the commander of an army. But
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was shaken and trembling; and a
mist rose before her, 80 that she did
not see him clearly when, with ges-
ture Of relief, he saw her.
"Lanstron!" exclaimed an officer In
the first explosive breath Of amaze
ment on recognizing him; then added:
His Excellency, the chief Of staff!"
But the one word, Lanstron, had
been enough to thrill all the officers
into silence and ramrod salutes. Marta
noted the Difference of their glances as
they covertly looked him over.
II wanted a glimpse OF the front az
well as the rear" Lanstron remarked
In explanation of his presence to the
general of brigade as he passed on
toward Marta, who was thinking that
she, at least, was not In awe Of him
she, at least, saw clearly and truly his
part.
Marital Marital"
Lanstron's voice was tremulous, az
II he were In awe of her, while he
drank in the fact that she was there
before him at arms length, safe, alive
She did not offer her hand In greeting
She was incapable Of any movement
such was her emotion; and he, too
was held in q spell, as the reality Of
her, after all that had passed, fllet
his eyes. He waited for her to speak
but she was silent.
"Marta-that bandage!' You have
been hurtl" he exclaimed.
ITS the fashion to be wounded" sh'
eaid, eyebrows lifted and lashes low
cred, with q nervous smile. Il played
Florence Nightingale, the natural WON
ans part, / believe. We should nevel
protest; only nurse the victims OF war
After helping to send men to death
went under IRE myself, and-and tina
helped"
Yes, that would help" he agreed
Wincing as from a knife thrust.
Her old taunt: sending men to dealt
and taking no risk himself! She cay
that he WINGED; she realized that sh
had stayed words that were about t
come In a food. She was marshalin
her thoughts to begin when the britt
silence was broken by a rumbling G
voices, a stirring Of feet, and a chez
"Lanstron! Lanstron! Hurrah fo
Lanstronl"
The soldiers in tho garden did nc
bother with any your Excellency, th
chief of stan" formula when word ha
been passed of his presence. Mari
looked around to see their tempest
Gus enthusiasm az they tossed the
cans in the air and sent up their spo
tanaOus tribute from the depths