Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1915-03-31

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There has been leak Of informa-
ton to the Browns!" he announced.
There has! And he was intelli-
gence officer, wasn't he?" she asked,
turning to Westerling, her curiosity
apparently aroused as a matter of cour-
tesy to his own interest in the sub.
ject.
WHO do you think he accused?
Why, you" he added. with a peculiar
laugh.
She noted the popularity OF the
laugh Discriminatory.
"Oh! Her eyes opened wide In
wonder-only wonder, at first. Then.
as comprehension took the place of
wonder. they grew sympathetic THAT
explains!" she exclaimed. His hate
full chances were those Of delusion. He
was going mad. you mean?
Yes" said Westeriing. "that-that
would explain I'll"
Il have been told that when people
go mad they always ascribe every in
jury done to them to the person who
happens to have excited their dislike"
she mused
Which seems to have been the case
here" Westerling assented He did
not know what else to say. His pride
was recovering its natural confidence
in the infallibility OF his judgment of
human beings. He was seeing his sus-
picions ae ridiculous enough to con-
vict him of a brain as disordered as
| Bouchard's.
Marta was thinking that she had
been skating on very thin ice and
that she must go on skating till she
broke through. There was an exhila-
ration about II that she could not re-
sist: the exhilaration of risk and the
control of her faculties, prompted by
a purpose hypnotically compelling.
Both were silent, she watching the
sky, he in anticipation and suspense.
The rose went violet and the shadows
over the range deepened.
The guns and the troops wait
With darkness the music begins!" he
said slowly. with start of stern
| fervor
The music-the music, He calls
1T music!" ran through Marta's mind
mockingly. but she did not open her
lips.
They wait, ready, every detail ar
ranged" he continued proudly.
The sky merged into the shadows OF
the landscape that spread and thick
ened into blackness. Out of the drawn
curtains OF night broke an ugly flash
and farther up the slope spread the
explosive circle OF light of a bursting
| shell.
The signai!" he exclaimed
Right and left the blasts spread
along the Gray lines and right and
left, on the instant the Browns sent
their blasts in reply. Countless tongues
or flame seemed to burst from count
less craters, and the range to rock in
torment OF crashes. In the inter
vening space between the ugly. saw.
age gusts from the Gray gun mouths,
| which sent their shells from the midst
or exploding Brown shells, swept the
beams OF the Brown search-lights
their rays lost like sunlight in the vor-
tex OF an open furnace door.
Splendid! splendId." exclaimed
Westerling. in a sweep of emotion at
the sight that had been born OF his
command. Five thousand guns on
our side alone! The world has never
seen the equal OF thisi"
Marta looked away from the range
to his face. very distinct in the garish
| Illumination. 1t was the face of a
maestro OF war seeing all his rehear-
sails and all his labors come true in
symphonic qualification to the eve
and ear; the face of a man Of trained
mind, the product OF civilization. with
the citation OF a party leader on the
floor of a parliament in a crisis.
Soon. now!" said Westerling. and
| looked at his watch.
| Shortly, In the direction OF Engadir
| TO the rear OF the steady flashes
! broke forth line after line OF flashes
as the long-range batteries. which 40
| far had been silent. joined their might.
Ter voices to the chorus. making q con.
! tinuous leaping burst OF explosions
over the Brown positions. which were
the real object OF the attack
The moment I've lived for" ex-
claimed Westerling Our infantry ia
starting up the apron OF Eneadir, We
held back the fire OF the heavy gums
concentrated for the purpose OF sun
porting the men with an outburst
Three hundred heavy guns pouring in
their shells on a space of two acresl
We're tearing their redoubts TO piecesi
They can't see 10 fire. They cant
live Under 1t! They're I'm the crater
| OF a volcano! When our infantry ia
on the edge Of the wreckage the guns
cease. Our infantry crowd in-crowd
into the house that Partow built.
I He'll find that numbers count: that
the power Of modern gunfre will open
the way for infantry I'm masses to take
and hold vital tactical positions! And
--no-no. their fire in reply is not "a
strong as / expected"
Because they are letting you int
! II Will be strong enough I'm duo nnn