The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1915-06-05

Inc 8Imy = yOUIbs WeDt0kIQnR,
concluded the premier. Il admire you,
stolidity Of purpose. You have my con
f1dence- shall wait and hold the stu
alton at home the best l can We se
into the hall Of fame or into the gut
ter together. you and II"
For a while after he had hung VI
the receiver Westerlings heac
dropped. his muscles relaxed. giving
mind and body a release from tension
But his spine was as stir a. ever a.
he left the closet. and he was ever
smiling to give the impression thai
the news from the capital was favor
able.
When he called his chiefs Of diyi
sion 1t was hardly for . stan council
Stunned by the losses and repulses
loyalty industrious. their opinions un
asked. they listened to his whirlvinc
Of orders without comment-all excep,
Turcas.
II they are apprised Of our plan and
are able to concentrate more artillery
than our guns can silence, the Losses
will be demoralizing." he observed.
Westerling threw up his head. frown
Ing down the objection.
Suppose they amount to half the
forces that We send in" he exclaimed
Isn't the position. which means the
pass and the range, worth it,"
Yes. II we both take and hold II:
not II we fall" replied Turcas, quite
unaffected by Westerling's manner.
n 10 g.,
terling shot back. For great gains
there must be great risks"
We prepare for the movement,
your excellency.- answered TurcaA
1t was a steel harness Of his own
will that Westerling wore, without ad,
uniting that 1t CALLED him. and he laid
II on only in Marta's presence. With
her, his growing sense OF Isolation had
the relief OF companionship. She be-
came a kind Of mirror OF his egoism
and ambitions. He liked to have her
think OF him as q great man unruffled
among weaker men. In the quiet and
seclusion OF the garden, Involuntary
as one who has no confldant spea ks
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 hers. he outlined how the anal
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 a
voice. tremulous with nervous fatigue,
was giving LAnstron news that all his
aircraft and cavalry and spies could
not haye gained; news worth more
than score Of regiments; news fresh
from the lips Of the chief of star of
the enemy. The attack was to be
made at the right OF Engadir. it, cen
ter breaking from the redoubt manned
by Fracasseie men.
Marta. you geniusi" Lanstron cried.
You are the real general! You"
Not that. pleased" she broke in.
I'm as foul and depraved as a dealer
In subtle poisons in the middle ages!
Oh. the shame Of It, while look into
his eyes and feign admiration, feign
everything which will draw out his
plans! l can never forget the sight
OF him as he told me how two or three
or four hundred thousand men were
to be crowded into a ram, as he called
it-a ram of human flesh!-and guns
enough in support. he said, to tear any
redoubts to pieces; guns enough to
make their shells as thick as the bull
Lat To-
We'll meet ram with ram! Wen
have some guns. too" exclaimed Ian
stron. Wen send as heavy shell
fire at their infantry as they send into
our redoubts.'
Don't It's too like westerling. 1t
has become too trite!" she protested.
THE end! II l 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
she interrupted with the faintest laugh.
I've said 1t SO many times to myself
Perhaps when ! call you up again l
shall not be SO hysterical"
Lanstron was not thinking of war or
wars combination when he hung up
the receiver II was some moments
before he returned to the staff room.
and then he had mastered his emo
ton. He was the Soldier again
An hour or SO before the attack the
telegraph instruments in the Galland
house had become pregnantly silent
There were no more orders to give:
no more reports to come from the
troops in position until the assault was
made. Officers Of supply ceased to
transmit routine matters over the wire,
while they strained their eyes toward