Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1917-07-19
THE DAY OF WRATH
STORY OF 1914
A STORY OF 1914
By Louis Tracy

TO make a really important arrest His
ghoulsh intent was requted now in full
measure. and the life wheezed out of him
speedily as he lay there quivering in the
& Dom and mire Of that rain-swept wood
land road. Seldom even when successfully
ambushed. has any small detachment OF
troops been destroyed so quickly and thor
oughly This killing was almost an artistic
triumph.
ties?"
''If there is, the blighters oughter be
court-mawshaled," chirped Smith.
y momentary shutting of grotesuue
forms, and a deep voice doomed Half
time score-England twenty, Germany nil"
Left section-look 'em over ana carry
any wounded men likely to live into the
barn, said the corporal. GIVE em first
aid and water bottles. Step lively too !
Right section-hold the horses"
This leader and his men were as skilled
in the business of staying an enemy as
Robin Hood and his band of poachers in
the taking OF the kings venison Dalroy
knew they needed no guidance from him.
He opened the door of the car.
Irene :" he said.
She was sitting there, a forIorn flRlIre
huddled up in a corner The windows were
closed. Each sheet of glass was so blurred
by the swirling rain that she could not pos-
sibly make out the actual cause OF the ex-
ternal hubbub After the hard schooling Of
the last month she realized, of course, that
rescue was being attempted Naturally,
TOO, she put II down 10 the escape of Maertz
Although her heart was drumming wildly
her soul on fire with hope almost danger
Gus IN Its frenzy, she resolved not to stir
from her prison until the one man she
longed to see again in this world came to
free her.
Yet when she heard his voice the tension
snapped SO suddenly that there was peril in
the other extreme. She sat so still that
Dalroy said second time. with a curious
sharpness of tone, 'Trene!'
yes, dear" she contrived to murmur
hoarsely.
IT'S all over. squad Of British SOL
diers dropped from the skies Every Ger
man is laid out, Won Halwig with the rest"
Won Halwis! Is he dead?"
YES"
"I am glad. Arthur. they have not
wounded you?'
mot n scratch"
And Maertz?"
we must see to him. Will you come
out? Never mind the rain"
The rain All dear God, that should
feel the blessed rain beating on my face
once more in liberty"
She gave him her hand, and they stood
for moment, peering deep into each others
eyes.
Arthur" she said so quietly now that
the storm seemed to have passed from her
spirit, you have work 10 do. I shall not
keep you. Tell me where to wait. and
there you shall find me- But, before you
go. promise me one thing. If we fall again
into the hands Of the Germans shoot me
before l become their prisoner"
mo need to talk of that" he soothed
her. I'VE have a splendid escort In two
hours"
She caught him by both shoulders.
you must promise" she cried vehem-
emily.
He was startled by the vibrant passion
In her voice He began then to understand
the real horrors Of Irene's vigil, whether in
the rat-infested darkness Of the barn or
the cushioned luxury of the limousine.
Yes" he muttered savagely, 'I promise"
Taking her by the arm, he led her to the
front of the car, where, clearly visible her
self. she would see little If aught of the
shambles IN rear
Corporal Bates hurried up.
"Her ladyship all right, sir?" he inquired
brsky
slight tremulousness in the arm he was
holding.
Corporal Bates, though in all probability
he had never even heard of Bacon's some
what trite aphorism, was essentially an
exact" man. He never erred as to dis
tinctions of rank or title His salute was
the pride OF the Buffs. Bithely regardless
of the fact that not more than fve min
utes earlier Captain Dalroy had confessed
himself ignorant OF Lady Irene Beresford's
actual social status, he alluded to her
correctly"
(Copyrisht, Edward J. Ciode)
CONTINUED TOMORROW