The Idaho Springs siftings-news. (Idaho Springs, Colo.) 1905-19??, 1915-05-08

tney would to let in the light when
she heard 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 az the end
OF action!"
"Exactly!" said Westerling, SEN
sible Of another of her gifts. She
could get the essence of q 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 to attack
US, he went on. Indeed, no two of
the big nations OF Europe can afford
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
1t could be won In any other way l
should not be here on this veranda in
command Of an army of invasion.
That was my idea-for that planned"
He was making up for having over
shot himself in his confession that he
had brought on the war a. . final
step for his ambition
You mean that you can gain peace
by propaganda and education only
when human nature has SO changed
that We can have law and order and
houses are safe from burglary and
pedestrians from pickpockets without
policemen 10 that it," she asked.
Yes. yes! You have It! You have
found the wheat in the chaff."
Perhaps because l have been see
ing something of human nature-the
human nature Of both the Browns and
the Grays At war. / have seen the
Browns throwing hand-grenades and
the Grays in wanton disorder in our
dining-room directly they were out of
touch with their oh1cers!" she said
sadly. as one who hates to accept dis
illusionment but must in the face of
logic.
Westerling made no reply except to
nod, for a 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. 1t was the attic
tude Of the prophecy. But with the
prophecy she had been a little mys-
teal; the FIRE in her eyes had precipi-
tated an idea. Now 1t forged another
question.
And you think that you will VIM"
she asked. You think that you will
VIM" she repeated with the slow en-
phasis which demands . careful an.
swer.
The deiiberateness of his reply was
in keeping with her mood. He was de-
tached: he was a referee.
Yes, know that we shall. Num-
bers make it 80, though there be no
choice of skill between the two sides"
His tone had the confidence Of the
flow OF mighty river in its destina-
ton on its way to the sea. There was
nothing in 1t Of prayer, Of hope, Of des-
peration, as there had been in Lam
strons I'VE shall wtn!" spoken to her
in the arbor at their last interview
She drew forward slightly in her chair.
Her eyes seemed much larger and
nearer to him. they were sweeping
him up and down rs II she were seeing
the slim figure Of Lanstron in con-
trast to Westerlings sturdiness; as II
she were measuring the might of the
five millions behind him and the three
millions behind Lanstron. She let go
a half-whispered "Yes!" which seemed
to reflect the conclusion gained from
the power Of his presence.
Then my mothers and my own in
terests are With you-the interests Of
peace are with you'll" she declared
She did not appear to see the sud
den. uncontrolled CLEAN of victory In
his eyes. BY this time 1t had become
a habit for Westerling to wait silently
for her to come out of her abstrac-
tons. To disturb one might make it
unproductive.
Then il want to help the cause of
peace should help the Grays!"
The exclamation was more to her.
self than to him. He was silent. This
girl in a veYanda chair desiring to aid
him and his FIVE million bayonets and
four thousand guns! Quixote and the
windmills-but it was amazing; It was
fine! The golden glow of the sunset
was running in his veins in q paean
Of personal triumph. The profile
turned ever SO little. Now 1t was
looking at the point where Dellarme
had lain dying. Westerling noted the
smile playing on the lips. It had the
quality OF a smile over task COM
pleted-Dellarme's SMILE She start
ed; she was trembling all over in the
resistance of some impulse-some i'm
pulse that gradually gained Roadway
and at last broke its bonds.
For l can help-I can help!" she
cried out, turning to him In wild in
decision which seemed to plead for
guidance IT'S SO terrible-yet II It
would hasten peace-I-I know much
Of the Browns plan Of defense! I
know where they are strong in the