Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1914-09-20

"Hm-m! What is it?'' asked Partow When Lanstron had told his story Partow worked his lips in a way he had if he were struck by a passing re fiection which might or might not have a connection with the subject in hand Strange about her when you consider ,who her parents were." he said. But you never know. Hmm! Why don't you sit down, young man?'
 The way that the Grays gave out our dispatch convinces me of their in. tentions," Partow said. Their peo- pie are rising to it and ours are rising in answer. The Grays have been trans ferring regiments from distant prov. inces to their frontier because they will fight better in an invasion. We are transferring home regiments to our frontier because they will fight for their own property. By Thursday you will find that open mobilization on both sides has begun"
 My department is ready said Lanston, 'all except your decision about press censorship.
 "A troublesome point responded Partow. T have procrastinated be cause two definite plans were fully worked out It is matter of choice between them: either publicity or com plete secrecy. You know l am no be- liever in riding two horses at once. My mind is about made up; but let me hear your side again. Sometimes l get conviction by probing another mans .'
 Lanstron was at his best, for his own conviction was intense.
 "Of course they will go in for se- crecy; but our case is different" he began.
 Partow settled himself to listen with the gift of the organizer who draws from his informant the brevity of es- sentials.
 T should take the people into our confidence" Lanstron proceeded. Il should make them feel that we were one family fighting for all we hold dear against the invader. If our losses are heavy, if we have a setback, then the inspiration of the heroism of those who have fallen and the danger of their own homes feeling the foot of the invader next will impel the living to greater sacrifices. For the Grays are in the wrong. The moral and the legal right is with us
 And the duty of men like you and me, chosen for the purpose said Par tow, lis worthily to direct the cour- age that goes with moral right. The overt act of war must come from them by violating our frontier, not in the African jungle but here. Even when the burglar fingers the window-sash we shall not fire-no, not until he en- ters our house. When he does, you would have a message go out to our people that will set them quivering with indignation?"
 Yes, and would let the names of our soldiers who fall first be known and how they fell, their backs to their frontier homes and their faces to the foe.'
 Our very liberality in giving news will help us to cover the military secrets which we desire to preserve" Partow said. with slow emphasis. We shall hold back what we please, con- fident of the peoples trust. Good policy that, yes! But enough! Your orders are ready, in detail, l believe. You have nothing to add?"
 "No, sir, nothing; at least, not until war begins
 "Very we'll We shall have the or ders issued at the proper moment concluded Partow. And Westerling is going to find, he proceeded after a thoughtful pause that a man is threshold than fighting to take ano.h- CT mans. War is not yet solely an af- fair of machinery and numbers. The human element is stil. uppermost. Give me your hand-no, not that one, not the one you shake hands with-the one wounded in action!"
 Partow incloseG the stiffeneo fin 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.
 'I have planned, planned, planned for this time. The world shall soon know, as the clements of it go into the crucible test, whether it is well done or not. want to live to see the day when the last charge made against our trenches is beaten back. Then they may throw this old body onto the rub bish heap as soon as they please--it is fat, unwieldly behemoth of an old body!"
 "No, no, 1t isn't!" Lanstron objected lhotly. He was seeing only what most people saw after talking with Partow for few minutes, his fine, intelligent eyes and beautiful forehead.
 "All that 1 wanted of the body was to feed my brain," Partow continued needless of the interruption. T have watched my mind as navigator watches barometer. 1 have been ready at the first sign that it was los ing it's grip to give up. Yet I have felt that my body would go on feeding my brain and that to the last moment