The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1914-10-16

q human element is still uppermost. Give
me your hand-no, not that one, not
the one you shake hands with-the
one wounded in action!"
Partow inclosed the stiffened I'm
gers in his own with something of the
caress which an old bear that is in
very good humor might give to a
promising cub.
Il have planned, planned, planned
for this time. The world shall soon
know. as the elements of it go into the
scrucible test, whether it is we'll done
or not. want to live to see the day
when the last charge made against our
trenches is beaten back. Then they
Smay throw this old body onto the rub
Rbish heap as soon as they please-it
Ills fat, unwteldly behemoth of an old
body!"
mo, no, it isn't!" Lanstron objected
Ehotly. He was seeing only what most
Epeople> saw after talking with Partow
flor few minutes, his fine, intelligent
Eeyes and beautiful forehead.
"All that wanted of the body was
to feed my BRAIN" Partow continued,
needless of the interruption. Il have
Ewatched my mind as a navigator
watches a barometer. l have been
sready at the first sign that it was los
ing its grip to give up. Yet l have
. felt that my body would go on feeding
my brain and that to the last moment
of consciousness, when suddenly the
/ body collapses, ! should have self
possession and energy of mind. Under
the coming strain the shock may come,
as q cord snaps. At that instant my
successor will take up my work where
/ leave 1t off.
''The old fogy who has aimed to
Join experience to youth chooses
youth. You took your medicine with
out grumbling in the disagreeable but
vitality important position of chief Of
intelligence Now you-there, don't
tremble with stage fright" For Lam
stron's hand was quivering in Partows
grasp, while his face was that Of q
man stunned.
you are to be at the right hand of
this old body" continued Partow. You
are to go with me to the front; to
sleep in the room next to mine; to be
always at my side, and, finally, you are
to promise that If ever the old body
fails in it's duty to the mind, If ever
you see that am not standing up to
the strain, you are to say so to me and
] give you my word that shall let you
take charge"
Lanstron was too stunned to speak
for a moment. The arrangement
seemed hideous joke; a refinement
of cruelty inconceivable. 1t was ex-
pecting him to tell Atlas that he was
old and to take the weight Of the
world off the giants shoulders.
Have you lost your patriotism?"
demanded Partow. Are you afraid
afraid to tell me the truth? Afraid
of duty? Afraid in your youth of the
burden that / bear in age?"
His fingers closed in on Lanstron's
with such force that the grip was
painful.
"Promise!" he commanded.
81 promised" Lanstron said with q
throb.
That's 1t! That's the way! That's
the kind of soldier like" Partow de-
clared with change of tone, and no
rose from his chair with spring that
was a delight to Lanstron in its proof
of the physical vigor so stoutly denied.
1--WE have lot to say to each other
today" he added; but first am 60
ing to show you the whole bag of
tricks"
His arm crooked in Lanstron's, they
went along the main corridor of the
staff office and entered a vault having
a single chair and a small table in
the center and lined by sections Of
numbered pigeonholes, each with a
combination lock. At the base of one
section was a small safe. 1t was not