The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1917-05-05

shoe. can order a fresh court-mar
tial II have new evidence, no mat
ter what the telegram DEGREES. The
law Of war permits that. You are nc
spy. Doctor. Explain! You who were
mute during your trial-would q spy
remain mute in the face of death?"
| Emmanuel stretched out one hand
over the General In an attitude OF
benediction.
II can explain nothing" he an.
swered quietly. Then Noureddin Bey
arose doggedly.
"You are sealing your own doom"
he said. "All depends now on the
telegram. Once more, Doctor, by the
memory Of our friendship, explain.
Do you remember those days in Lon
don? Can you not think about the
many more that we may have to-
gether when this devastating war Is
over? You would go to your death
for some sufficient purpose, perhaps,
but innocent. You have no right to
strike this irremediable blow at me.
Speak! Explain!"
There Is nothing to explain" an
swered the Doctor sadly. He rose and,
signing his name to the papers which
he had had before him, he placed
them in my hands. Then he turned
to the General.
"My friend" he said, there is q
young soldier named Pentapoulos, a
wounded prisoner In your hospital
VIII you grant me one last favor
that he be sent back to his own
lines?"
1T shall be done at once" answered
Noureddin Bey. and gave a curt order
to one Of the impassive soldiers.
Drawing out card he scrubbed on It
in Arabic letters and handed it to the
man. The soldier took 1t, saluted.
and went out. Hardly had he left the
chapel before an orderly entered hur-
riedly with a paper, which he handed
to the General. Noureddin Bey
glanced at 1t and his face went white.
Then, without a word, he gave 1t to
Emmanuel, who read 1t and returned
1t with faint smile and shrug of the
shoulders.
'Inshallah!" muttered Noureddin
Bey and turned aside. He had con-
signed the prisoner to the mercy of
God. The paper was the Doctors
death warrant from Constantinople.
Emmanuel placed one hand on my
shoulder. "Stay with me till the
end" he asked. / looked out. The
sun was low In the sky. The end
would come in little less than an
hour. We sat together in the chapel,
talking. I am not free to repeat any
thing that the Doctor told me.
Presently sergeant and q ale OF |
soldiers entered, and the Doctor, see
ing them and understanding what |
their visit signiaed. rose with q
smile and. placing himself at the SER
geant's side, marched with them out
Of the building toward q high white
wall at the opposite end of the court.
Noureddin Bey was waiting; 1t was a
task he would entrust to none other,
but he had not been able to bring
himself to enter the chapel again.
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what was required. OF him, took his
post with his back to the wall and
he soldiers, six In number, ranged
themselves In line, at the sergeant's
q dozen PAGES away, with
grounded rifles. Noureddin Bey read
hurriedly and Emmanuel
poke In few short words. The Gen
,ral nodded and raised his hand. I'm
nediately Greek priest came out Of
! small door nearby, in which he had
been waiting. He stood be-
ide Emmanuel and prayed with ele-
'ated hands. The Doctor sank to his
Inees, crossed himself. and rose
gain. The priest departed. / did
lot clasp Immanuel's hand again; he
vas beyond earthly friendship now.
touched me on the, arm
nd / withdrew with him. The SER !.
cant, looking at the General, spoke,
md the rifles were raised and aimed.
Is spoke again. At that instant j
av the Doctor standing. littls.
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