Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1914-09-22
Fly FREDERICK PALMER

Copyright 1914 by Charles scrbners sons)
 "1t looks like business!" declared the old sergeant.
 "Yes, it begins the minute they cross the line!" said Dellarme.
 His glance sweeping to the rear to scan the landscape under the light Of | day, he recognized, with a sense of i pride and awe, the tactical importance of his company's position in relation | to that of the importance of the other | companies. Easily he made out the regimental line by streaks of con- cealed trenches and groups of brown uniforms; and here and there were ] the oblong, cloth stretches of waiting hospital filters. On the reverse slope of another knoll was the farmhouse, marked X on his map as the regimen tai headquarters, where he was to watch for tho signal to fall back from his first stand in delaying the enemy's advance. Directly to the rear was the cut through which the company had yond that the Galland house, which was to be the second stand. Now Dellarme disposed his men in line back of the ridge of fresh earth that they had dug in the night, ready to rush to their places when he blew the whistle that hung from his neck, but he did not allow them glimpse over the crest.
 Il know that you are curious, but powerful glasses are watching for you to show yourselves; and if battery turned loose on us you'd understand" he explained.
 Thus the hours wore on, and the church clock struck nine and ten.
 Never a movement down there!" called the sergeant from the crest to Dellarme. Maybe this is just their final bluff before they come to terms about Bodlapoo'-that stretch of Af- rican jungle that seemed very far away to them all.
 Let us hope sol" said Dellarme seriously.
 Choosing to go to town by the castle road rather than down the ter race to the main pass road, Marta, starting for the regular Sunday ser vice of her school, as she emerged from the grounds, saw Teller, garden shears in hand, figure of stone watching the approach of some field batteries. The question of allowing him to undertake his part as spy had drifted into the background of her mind under the distressing and ever present pressure of the crisis. He was to remain until there was war She was almost past him before he real izad her presence, which he acknowl- edged by startled movement and a stel forward as he took off his hat She paused. His eyes were glowing like coals under blower as he looked seeming to include her with the guns in the spell of his fervid abstraction.
 Frontier closed last night to pre- vent intelligence about our prepara- tions leaking out-Lanny's plan all alive-the guns coming" he said, his SI1OuluClS SLlACAlu6, LID CIAAA LII e W1A6 in, his features resolute and beaming with the ardor of youth in action troops moving here and there to their places-engineers preparing the de- fenses-automatics at critical points with the infantry-feld-wires laid field-telephones set up-the wireless spitting-the caissons full-planes and dirigibles ready-search-ligh in po- sition-"
 There the torrent of his broken sen- :tences was checked. A shadow passed in front of him. He came out of his trance of imageries of activities, so wildly clear to his military mind, to realize that Marta was abruptly leav- ing.
 Miss Galland!" he called urgently. Firing may commence at any min ute. You must not go into town!" But I must!" she declared, speak ing over her shoulder while she passed. It was clear that no warning would prevail against her determined mood.
 Then I shall go with you!" he said. starting toward her with light step. ! Tt is not necessary, thank you!" she answered, more coldly than she had ever spoken to him. This had a magically quick effect on his atti- tude.
 T beg your pardon! I forgot!" he explained in his old mans voice. his head sinking, his shoulders dropping in the humility of servant who rec ognizes that he has been properly re- buked for presumption. Mot gun ner any more-I'm spy!" he thought. as he shuffled off without looking toward the batteries again, though the music of wheels and hoofs was now close by.
 Marta had a glimpse of him as she turned away. He Is what he Is be- cause of the army; a victim of cult,