The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1915-02-06

"You Have Been Hurt" He Ex-
claimed.
bearing little too easy TO be conven-
tionally military-the same Lanny.
She was dimly conscious of surprise
not TO find him changed, perhaps be-
cause he was unaccompanied by re-
tinue or any other symbol OF his power.
He might have been coming to call on
a Sunday afternoon. In that first
glimpse II was difficult TO think OF
him as the commander of an army. But
that he was, she must not forget. She
was shaken and trembling; and a
mist rose before her. so that she did
not see him clearly when, with ges-
ture of relief. he saw her.
"Lanstronl" exclaimed an officer in
the first explosive breath OF amaze
ment on recognizing him; then added:
His Excellency, the chief OF staff!"
But the one word, Lanstron, had
been enough to thrill all the officers
into silence and ramrod salutes. Marta
noted the Difference of their glances as
they covertly looked him over.
Il wanted a glimpse OF the front as
we'll as the rear" Lanstron remarked
in explanation OF his presence 10 the
general OF brigade as he passed on
toward Marta. who was thinking that
she. at least, was not in awe OF him:
she, at least, saw clearly and truly his
part
Marital Marital"
Lanstron's voice was tremulous, as
II he were In awe OF her. while he
drank in the fact that she was there
before him at arms length. safe, alive.
She did not offer her hand In greeting
She was incapable Of any movement,
such was her emotion; and he, too,
was held In a spell. as the reality OF
her, after all that had passed, filed
his eyes. He waited for her to speak.
but she was silent.
"Marta-that bandage! You have
been hurtl" he exclaimed.
Its the fashion to be wounded" she
eaid, eyebrows lifted and lashes low
cred, with nervous smile. II played
FlOIchcc NlhhtihbaiSs NhS hotuiaA Nolh-
ans part, believe. We should never
protest; only nurse the victims OF war.
After helping TO send men to death
went under fire myself. and-and that
helped"
yes, that would help" he agreed.
wincing as from knife thrust.
Her old taunt: sending men TO death
and taking no risk himself! She saw
that he WINGED; she realized that she
had stayed words that we're about 10
come In food. She was marshaling
her thoughts to begin when the brittle
silence was broken by rumbling OF
voices, stirring OF feet, and cheer.
"Ianstronl Lanstron Hurrah for
Lanstronl"
The soldiers in the garden did not
bother with any your Excellency. the
chief OF stan" formula when word had
been passed OF his presence. Marta
looked around 10 see their tempestu-
Gus enthusiasm as they tossed their
raps in the air and sent up their spon.
-ns tribute from the depths OF
their lungs Conqueror and hero 10
the living, but the dead could not
speak, whispered some fend In her
| heart.
Lanstron uncovered to the demon
stration impulsively, when the conven.
tional military acknowledgment would
have been n salute. He always looked
more like the real Lanny TO her with
his forehead bare. II completed the
| ensemble OF his sensitive features She
saw that he was blinking almost boy
ishly at the compliment and noted the
little deprecatory shake of his head
as much as 10 say that they were
making a mistake.
Thank youi" he called. and the
cheeriness OF HIS voice. che thought
expressed his real self; the delight OF
victory and the glowing anticipation
OF further victories.
THANK you'll" called the private with
a big voice.
Yes, thank you'll" repeated some OF
the officers In quick appreciation OF a
compliment as real as human courage
He stood smiling for moment in
reply 20 their smiles; then, still smil
ing. but In different way. he said "a
Marta.
AS You say, that heipsi" with a nod
toward the bandage on her forearm
and hurriedly turned away.
She saw him inyoluntarily clutch tho
wrist above the pocket OF his blouse tt
stiil the twitchlnE; bat beyond thai
there was no further sign "a emotion
y as he went TO the telephone Instant,
- Was throu-h he started toward IN,