Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1914-10-14

derS uncOnsciously relaxed He began fresh study of a certain point on the table top Lanstron. looking first al one and then at another, spoke again, his words as measured as they ever had been in military discussion and eloquent. He began outlining his own message which would go with Partow's to the premier. to the nation, to every regiment of the Browns, to the Grays, to the world. He set forth why the Browns. after tasting the courage of the Grays. should realize that they could not take their range. PartOw had not taught him to put himself in other mems places i.l vain. The boy who had kept up his friendship with engine drivers after he was an officer know how to sink the plummet into human emotions. He reminded the Brown soldiers tEat there had been q presidential answer to the call of God with us!" he reminded the pee pie Of the lives that would be lost to no end but to engender hatred; he begged tlle army and the peopie not to break faith with that principle of Not for tn ha:9s, but for ours" which had been their strength.
 'I should like you all to sign tito make it simply the old form of the staff has the honor to report" he said finally.
 There was hush as te finished the hush of deep impression when one man waits for another to speak. All were looking at him except the vice-chief, who was still staring at the table as if he had heard nothing. Yet every word was etched on his miod. The man whose name was the symbol of victory to the soldiers, who would be mora than ever a hero as the news of h!s charge with the African Braves traveled along the lines, would go on record to his soldiers as saying that they could not take the Gray range. This was a handicap that the vice. chief did not care to accept; and he knew how to turn phrase as well as to make soldierly decision. Ho looked up smilingly to Marta.
 q have decided that I had rather not be Westerling, Miss Galland." he said. Well make it unanimous. And you" he burst out to Lanstron- you legatee of old Partow; I've al- ways said that he was the biggest man of our time He has proved it by catching the spirit of our time and in- carnating it.
 Vaguely, in the whirl of her joy, Marta heard the chorus of assent as the officers sprang to their feet in the elation of being at one with their chief again. Lanstroa caught her. arm, fear ing that she was going to fall, but burning question rose in her mind to steady her.
 Then my shame-my sending men to slaughter-my sacrifice was not in vain?" sine exclaimed.
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 The sea of people packed in the great square of the Brown capital made roar like the thunder of waves against a breakwater at sight of white spot on a background of gray stone, which was the head of an emil nent statesman.
 'It looks as if our government would last the week out,' the premier chuckled as he turned to his colleagues at the cabinet table.
 As yet only the brief bulletins whose publication in the newspapers had aroused the public to frenzy had been received. The cabinet, as eager for details as the press, had remained up, awaiting fuller official account.
 we have long communication in preparation" the staff had telegraphed. Meanwhile, the following is submit ted"
 Good heavens! It's not from the army It's from the gravel" ex- claimed the premier as he read the first paragraphs of Partow's message. of all the concealed dynamite ever!" ing of the document, that piece of news, as staggering as the victory it. self, that had lain in the staff vaults for years Well, we needn't give it out to the press; at least, not until after mature consideration" he de- clared when they had reached the end of Partow's appeal. "Now we'll hear what the staff has to say for itself after gratifying the wish of dead man." he added as messenger gave him another sheet.
 'The staff, in loyalty to it's dead leader who made victory possible, and in loyalty to the principles of defense Cor which the army fought, begs to say to the nation--"
 1y was four o'clock in the morning when this dispatch concluded with "We heartily agree with the forego- ing" and the cabinet read the names of all the general staff and the corps and division comma Yders. Coursing crowds in the streets were still shout ing hoarsely and sometimes drunken ly: "On to the Gray capital Noth- ing can stop us now!" The premier tried to imagine what sea of faces in the great square would look like in a rage. He was between the peo- pie in a passion for retribution and headless army that was supposed to (haroo