Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1917-02-24

inevitable end-a poisoned spear-thrust. :
wound with one of those terribly envenomed
arrows-he felt no fear.
Revenge! II he could only feel its sweet
ness, death had no terrors.
Common sense instantly sobered him and
dispelled these vain ideas. The bungalow
after all. was not vital to his future or the
girls. Barring the set of encyclopedias
on metal plates, everything else could be
replaced with sufficient labor Only a n0Rd-
man would risk a fight with such a horde
In company with a woman.
Not now were he and Beatrice intrenched
In strong tower, with terrible explosives.
Now they were in the open, armed only
with revovers For the present there was
no redress.
Beta" cried he, we're up against Il
this time for fair-and we can't hit back -
our bungalow! Our precious home !"
Il know" He saw that she was crying
It's rotten shame and all that but II
isn't fatal"
He brought the Pauillac down-wind again.
coasting high over the bungalow, whence
smoke now issued ever more and more
thicky.
We're simply hamstrung this time that's
all Where those devils have come from
and how many there may be, God knows.
Thousands. perhaps; the woods may be fun
Of 'em. It's lucky for us they didn't attack
while we were there!
"Now--well, the only thing to do Is let
EN- have their way for the present. Event
ualy-"
oh can't we ever get rid of the horrid
little beasts for good?"
We can and will !" He spoke very
grimly. soaring the machine still higher
over the river and once more coming round
above the upper end of the beach "Ono
onng, but not yet !"
so it's good-by to Hope Villa. Ailans
There's no way?"
IT'S good-by. Humanity speaking, none-
Couidn't we land. blockade ourselves
IN the boathouse. and"
Her eyes sparkled with the boldness Of
thsVplan-its peril. Its possibilities But
Allan only shook his head
And expose the Pauilac on the beach -
he asked. "Onc good swing with a war cir1h
into the motor and then a weeks siege and
slow starvation with a final rush--interest-
Ing, but not practical, little girl. No, no
the better part of valor is to recognizes
force majeure and wait Remember what
we've said already? 'Je recule pour mieux
sauterT Wait till we get a fresh start on
these hellhounds; we'll jump 'em far
enough - J
The bungalow now lay behind The
whole clearing seemed alive with the little
blue demons. like vermin crawling every
where. Thicker and thicker now the smoke
was pouring upward. The scene was one
of utter desoation.
Then suddenly it faded. The plane bad
borne its riders onward and away from
the range of vision. Again only dense
forest lay below, while to eastward sparkled
the broad reach where in the first days OF
their happiness at Hope Villa the girl and
Allan had fshed and bathed
Her tears were unrestrained at last but
Allan, steadying the wheel with one hand,
drew an arm about her and kissed and conn
forted her
There. there, little girl The worlds
not ended yet, even II $hey have burned up
our homemade mission furniture! Come
Beatrice. no tears-we've other things q
think of now :" -
Where away. since our homes gonefs
she queried pitifully. x;
Where away?" Why. Storm King. u
course! And the cathedral and the records.
and-and--" F&