The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1915-03-26
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FREDE ERICK PALMER
Copyright. 1914. oy Charles Scribner's Sons)

ing why, he wanted TO win ascendancy
over her mind
The man OF action!" exclaimed
Marta. her eyes opening very wide, as
they would to let in the light when
she beard something new that pleased
her or gave food for thought The
man OF action who thinks OF an ideal
as thing not Of words but as the end
of action"
Exactly" said Westerling, SEN
sible Of another OF her gifts She
could get the essence Of a thing in a
few words. When We have won and
set another frontier, the power of our
nation will be such in the world that
the Browns can never afford 10 attack
US he went on. Indeed, 30 two Of
TO make war without our consent. We
shall be the arbiters of international
dissensiOns. We shall command peace
yes, the peace of force, of fact! If
il could be won in any other way |
should not be here on this yeranda in
command of an army of invasion
That was my idea for that planned" D."
He was making up for having over
shot himself in his confession that he
had brought on the war as final
step for his ambition
You mean that YOU can gain peace
by propaganda and education only
when human nature has 80 changed
that we can have Law and order and
houses are safe from burglary and
pedestrians from pickpOckets without
policemen? Is that IT," she asked
Yes, yes. You have IT You have
found the wheat in the chatf.
Perhaps because | have been see
ing something Of human nature--the
human nature OF both the Browns and
Browns throwing hand-grcnades and
the Grays in wanton disorder in our
dining room directly they were out of
touch with their officers." she said
sadly, as one who hates to accept dis.
iilusionment but must in the face Of
logic.
WeSterling made no reply except 10
nod, for movement on her part pre-
occupied him. She leaned forward
as she had when she had told him he
would become chief OF staff, her hands
clasped over her knee, her eyes burn
ing with a question. lt was the att
tude OF the prophecy. But with the
prophecy she had been little mys-
tical; the fire in her eyes had precipi
tated an idea. Now it forged another
question.
And YOU think that YOU will VIM
she asked. You think that you VIII
vim" she repeated with the slow en-
phasis which demands careful an.
swer
The deliberateneSs of his reply waa
in keeping With her mood. He was de-
tached: he was a referee.
Yes. | know that we shall Nun
bers make it so, though there be nc
choice OF skill between the two sides
His tone had the confidence of the
flow of a mighty river III its destina
ton on It's way 10 the sea There was
nothing In it Of prayer, Of hope, OF des
, peration, as there had beer in Ian
stron's We shall win spoken to hel
in the arbor at their last interview
She drew forward slightly in her chair
Her eyes seemed much larger ant
nearer to him. They were sweeping
him up and down as if she were seeing
trast to Westerling's sturdiness; rs i
she were measuring the might Of The
! five millions behind him and the three
millions behind LanstrOn. She let e
! a halfwhispered Yes" which SCENE,
to reflect the conclusion gained from
the power OF his presence.
Then my mothers and my own in
! terests are with you-the interests 0
peace are with you" she declared
She did not appear to see the sud
den, uncontrolled gleam of victory il
his eyes. BY this time it had becom
a habit for Westerling to wait silentl
| lOI Hci W SoiiS ou' VI hCA ooSti a.
tions. To disturb one might make
nnproductive.
Then if want to help the cause 0
peace | should help the Grays!"
The exclamation was more to hel
self than TO him. He was silent Thi
girl in veranda chair desiring to al
him and his five million bayonets an
four thousand guns. QuiXote and tn
windmills- 1t was amazing; II wa
fine! The golden glow of the sunse
was running in his veins in paea
OF personal triumph. The profil
turned ever so little. Now It wa
locking at the point where Dellarm
had lain dying. Westerling noted til
smile playing on the lips. 1t had tn
quality Of a smile over task con
; pleted -Dellarme smile. She star
ed: she was trembling all over in tn
resistance of soma mpulse-some in
pulse that gradually gained headwa
and at last broke its bonds.
; For | can help can help" 81
cried out, turning to him in wild i
, decision which seemed to plead ft
/ guidance. Its so terrible-yet II
would hasten peace-I-I know mu(
; of the Browns pan of defense.
, ,,2ow whore thpy are strong in Al