The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1915-03-18

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m asav . ysasa Was1mank.
asasan1s1 - Drs1A1. 1sAa1o ysaa
sAa.lliay e DssDaas- Tee hsso ~ esa.
11aasa- ! shau vai1 - ~ - a1tn-
stton st A0as IL hasa - We %
tsto The hAN q aaos - ~ - -.
ssf toesehes. 80 - II.
For . wAils asasr - ~ - %
ths rsosavsr WeaAaeagt hsal
lroopsA. his nsseaas psAanal, G0vans
ninA and bely . ssaaass fssa esns6sa.
But he spine ves - Gti1 - s0o9 %
hs left the closst, aaA - - Svss
smiling to give ths i0eea01ea eAae
the news froa The caS1aal - 1pvor-
able.
When he called his chisls e Aivi-
sion II was hardly for . stal esaoeil.
Stunned by the losses and sspalsss,
loyalty industrious. their opinioas un-
asked. they listened to his vhirivind
Of orders without conment-sll except
Turcas.
III they are apprised Of our plan and
are able 70 concentrate more artillery
than our guns can silence. the losses
will BE- demorslising." hs Observed.
Westerling threw up his head. frown-
Ing down the objection.
Suppose they amount to half the
forces that We send I'M" he exclaimed.
Isn't the position. which means the
pass and the range. worth ~"
"Yse. II we both take and hold It;
not II We fall" replied Turcss, quite
unaffected by Westerlins's manner.
Failure il not In my lexicon!" Yves.
teriing shot back. For great gains
there must be great risks"
We prepare for the movement,
your sKcellency.. answered TuroaA
II was Q steel harness OF his own
will that Westsriing wore. without ad-
mitting that 1t CALLED him. and he laid
It OF only in Marta's presence. With
her. his growing sense Of isolation had
the relief Of companionship. She be-
came . kind Of mirror Of his esoism
and ambitions. He liked to have her
think Of him a. . great naa unruMed
among weaker men. In the quiet and
seelusion Of the garden. invoiuntarily
- one who has no conAdant speaks
to himself. reserving fortitude for his
part before the stan, while she, under
the spell Of her purpose. silently, with
serene and wistfully listening eyes,
played herr. he outlined how the iinal
and telling blow was to be struck.
We must and We shall win!" he
kept repeating.
Through rubber disk held to his
ear In the closet of his bedroom q
voice. tremulous with nervous fatigue,
was giving Lanstron news that all his
aircraft and cavalry and spies could
not have gained: news worth more
than 4 score Of regiments; news fresh
from the lips Of the chief Of sta6 Of
the enemy. The attack was to be
made at the right OF Engadir, its cen
ter breaking from the redoubt manned
BY Fracasses mon.
Marta. you genius!" LAnstron cried
you are the real general! You"
Not that, please!" she broke in.
I'm ~ foul and depraved ~ q dealer
In subtle poisoas in the middle ages.
oh. the shame Of Il. while look into
his eyes aAd feign admiration, feign
everything which will draw out his
plans! can never forget the sight
Of him a. he told me how two or three
or four hundred thousand men were
to be crowded into . ram, a. he called
h-a ram Of human ilesh!-and guns
enough In support, he said. to tear any
redoubts to pieces; guns enough to
make their shells ~ thick as the bal
lets from an automatic!"
We'll meet ram with ram! Wen
have some guns. tool" exclaimed Ian
stron. Wen send a. heavy a shell
fire ut their infantry as they send into
oar redoubts."
Don't. It's too like Westerlins. 1t
has become too trite!" she protested.
THE end! II really were helping
toward that and to save lives and our
country to its people, what would my
private feelings matter? My honor,
my soul-what would anything mat
ter? For that. any sacrifice. I'm
only one human being-a weak, luna
tic sort Of one, just now!"
Marta, don't suffer SO! You are
overwrought. YOU"
Il can say all that for you, Lanny,"
she interrupted with the faintest LAUGH,
"I've Safd II 40 manv times fo pov.nIS
Perhaps when l call you up again
shall not be so hysterical"
Lanstron was not thinking of war OF
wars combination when he hung up
the receiver. 1t was some moments
before he returned to the staff room.
and then he had mastered his emo
tion. He was the <oldier again.
An hour or so before the attack the
telegraph instruments In the Galland