Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1917-07-03

rounds in the magazine and one in the
chamber. At the worst he might be able
to add another couple Of casualties to the
formidable total already piled up during the
German advance on Liege
The sahots offered a serious handicap TO
rapid and silent movement. but he dared not
dispense with them, and made shift TO fol-
low Schwartz and the others as quietly as
might be. He was helped, OF course, by the
din Of the guns and the rustling of the
leaves but there was an open space in the
narrow road before IL merged in the wood
which he could not cross until the Germans
were among the trees and precisely in that
locality Schwartz halted his men to explain
his project. Try as he might Dalroy
crouched behind n pollard oak could not
ovcrhcar the spy's words. But he smiled
when the party went on in Indian file
Schwartz leading, because the enemy was
acting just as he hoped the enemy would
act.
He did not press close on their heels now,
but remained deliberately at the foot OF the
hill and on the edge OF the quarry. stand
ing erect with the rife at the ready, he
waited. He could hear nothing, but Judged
time and distance by counting fifty slow
steps. He was right to fifth Of n second
shot rang out. and was followed instantly
| by yell Of agony. He saw the flash, and
| taking aim somewhat below it. fired six
| rounds rapidly. A fusillade broke ont I'm the
/
| the one flash above and the six beneath A
| bullet cut through his blouse on the left
shoulder and scorched his skin but when
| the magazine was empty he ran straight on
| for few yards. turned to the right step-
| ping with great caution, and threw himself
| nat behind a rock. AS he ran he had re-
| hlled the magazine, but now meant using
| the rifle as last resource only.
! In effect matters had fallen out exactly
as he calculated, Schwartz had blundered
| INTO the man-trap set on the path half way
| up the cliff and was shot. The others Lack
| ing a leader, and stupe1ed by the firing ana
! the darkness, bolted like so many rabbits 10
| the open road and the moonlf-ht as soon as
the seeming attack from the rear ceased.
! Uncommon grit was needed to press on
| through strange wood at night up a diff
| cult path bordering n precipice when each
tree might vomt the fame Of a gunshot
| And these fellows were not cast in heruic
| mold. Their one thought was to get bacl,
| the way they came, They we're received
| warmly too The passing regiment, hear
ing the hubbub and seeing the flashes, very
! reasonably supposed they were being taken
| in flank by a Belgian force and bIazed
| away merrly at the first moving objects in
| sight in that direction.
Dalroy does not know to this day exactly
| how the battle ended in rear, nor ala he
! care then. He had routed the enemy in his
| own neighborhood and that must suffice
| Regaining the path, he sped upward, paus-
ing only to retrieve the pistol which had
| proved so efficient SCI incl. judging by
tho grOans and the s-ertorous breathing
which came from among the underground
close to the path, Karl Schwartz's services
! as a spy and guide were lost to the great
cause of Kultur. Dalroy did not bother
about the wretch. He pressed on and
rel ched tho plateau above the quarry The
| clearing was now flooded with moonlight
| and the doorway of the hut was plainly
| visible Jan Maertz was not at his most hut
this was not surprising, as he would surely
| have Joined old Joos and the terrified women
at the first sounds Of the firing.
"Liege!" said Dalroy, speaking loudly
enough for any one in the hut to hear
| There was no answer. "Liege!" he cried
again, with a certain foreboding that things
had gone awry and fearing lest the pre-
cious respite he had secured might be
wasted irretrievably.
(Copyright, Edward ]. CIode)