Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1915-01-06


the while that isn't guesswork |
think that's what | want to say. You
won't order me to be a soldier. will
you?"
The father. loath to do this, called In
the assistance OF an able pleader then,
Eugene Partow lately become chief OF
stan of the Browns, who was an old
friend Of the Lanstron family. Partow
turned the balance on the side of filial
affection. He kept watch of the boy,
but without favoring him with influ-
ence. Young Lanstron, who wanted to
see results. had to earn them. He real
lzed in practice the truth of Partow's
saying chat there was nothing he had
ever learned but what could be Of seIv-
ice to him rs an officer
Finding enough work to do?" Par
tow would ask with a chuckle when
they met in these days; for he had
made Lanstron both chief OF intelli
gence and chief aerostatic officer.
Young Colonel Lanstron's was the duty
of gaining the secrets of the Gray
staff and keeping those OF the Brown
and organizing up-to-the-moment eff
cheney in the new forces OF the air
He had remarked truly enough that
the injury 10 his left hand served as
better reminder against the folly of
Wool-gathering than a string. even
large red string, tied around his fin
ger. Thanks to skillful surgery, the
fingers, incapable of spreading much.
were yet serviceable and had n firm
grip Of the wheel as he rose from the
aeroplane station on the Sunday morn
ing after Martas return home for a
flight to La Tir.
he knew the pattern weaving under
his feet as one knows that OF his own
garden from an overlooking window.
Every detail Of the stan map. ravines,
roads, buildings. battery positions. was
stitched together in the flowing reality
or actual vision. No white posts were
necessary to tell him where the
boundary between the two nations lay.
The line was drawn in his brain.
Now that Lanstron was the organ.
izer OF the aviation corps his own
flights were rare. Mostly they were
made to La Tir His visits TO Marta
were his holidays. All the time that
she was absent on her journey around
the world they had correspondent. Her
letters. so revealing OF herself and her
peculiar angles OF observation, formed
a bundle sacredly preserved Her
mothers joking reference about her
girlish resolution not to marry a sol
der often required to him There. he
sometimes thought, was the real OBJ
stacle to his great desire.
When he alighted from the plane he
thrust his left hand into his blouse
pocket. He always carried it there.
as II IT were literally sewn in place
In moments OF emotion the SCARED
nerves would twitch as the telltale of
his constituencies; and this was some
thing he would conceal from others no
matter how conscious he was Of II him
self. He found the Galland veranda
deserted In response to his ring a
maid came to the open dsor. Her
face was sad, with a beauty that had
prematurely faded But it lighted
pleasurably In recognition. Her hair
was thick and tawny. lying low over
the brow; her eyes were a softly
luminous brown and her full lips sensi.
tive and yielding. Lapstron. an init
mate OF the Galland household. knew
her story well and the part that Marta
had played In It.
Some four years previously. when a
baby was in prospect for Minna. who
wore no wedding ring, Mrs. Galland
had been inclined 70 send the maid TO
an institution. where they will take
good care Of her. my dear. That's
what such institutions are for. Il ia
quite ecandalous for her and for US
never happened in our family beforel"
Marta arched her eyebrows.
We don't know" she exclaimed
softly
How can you think such thing
let alone saying it-you. n Gallandt"
her mother gasped in indignation
That u.s. n we go far back" said
Marta At all events. we have no
precedent, so let's establish one by
keeping her"
But for her own sake! She will
have TO live with her shame," Mrs
Galland objected Let her begin
afresh ia the city We shall give her
a good recommendation. for she is
really an excellent servant Yes. she
viii readily find place among
strangers
SIN. she doesn't want to 20. and Il
would be cruel TO send her away
Cruel, why Marta. do you think
would be- cruel? Oh. very ueu. then
We viii Jet her stayl"
Both are away at church Mrs Gal
land ought 20 be here any minute. but
Miss Galland VIII be later because OF
her children's class said Minna VIII
you wait on the veranda ?"
He was saying that he would stroll
ia the garden when childish footsteps
were heard in the hall, and after
curly head had nestled against the
mothers skirts it's owner. reminded ~