The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1919-01-10
A Romance of the American Army
Fighting on the Battlefelds of France

General. SIT is on the evidence Of the
woman Hilda Morsheim, alias Henson,
secured by Hampton under circum-
stances which"
Kellerman uttered low cry; he was
| trembling now, and all his bravad0
seemed to have oozed away.
"This woman, strangely enough,
loved her confederate" went on the
General remorselessly, fixing his eyes
full on Kellerman's now, while Keller
man blinked like bat in daylight, and
turned his head weakly from side to
side, as If under the intolerable glare
of searchlight. .'Her claims on him
were strong enough, God knowsl She
wanted him to marry her, to take her
away from the old scenes that they
might have chance to redeem their
wretched lives together. He had prom
| ised her that so many times-and the
worst of women is as wax in the hands
of the man she loves.
"But he had become infatuated with
another, with a girl rs much above him
as
With cry that seemed hardly hui
man Colonel Howard sprang toward
Kellerman, his fingers twitching as II
he sought to fasten them about his
throat. Mark caught him and held him,
while the old man swayed to and fro,
his outstretched arm extended toward
Kellernan as if in imprecation.
| eleanor, at Hartley's side, did not
even look toward them.
"This woman. Morsheim -Kenson-
whatever you call her, came to France,
upon receipt Of message which had
cut her to the heart, shown her the
hopelessness of her dreams, and taught
her that the one man in whom she had
believed was worthless clay. To do
her justice, let us suppose that, even
in her worst acts, she had been sus>
tanned by sense Of duty to her coun-
try.
sShe met her confederate In an inn
at a village not far distant. Frantic
at her appearance, he induced her to
llet him drive her back through the
lines, and on the way renewed his lying
promises. This time she doubted him.
'Two men had overheard their con-
versation. One was Captain Wallace,
whom the pair had broken as. they
broke poor Hampton. Him the traitor
had seen, and he devised scheme to
send him to the trenches and contrlve
to have him sent on false and fatal
errand. With that point shall not
now deal. The other man was Hamp-
ton, who had enlisted under an alias,
in the belief that he would obtain
clue that would unmask the traitor. He
contrived to go back through the lines,
found the woman. and somehow per-
haps by Gods wonderful mercy-ob-
! tanned her signed confession which I
have here. in fullr
/ He wheeled upon Kellerman. 'Ma-
jor Kellerman," he said In q deep voice
that vibrated almost with pity, so
charged with significance that its
meaning could not escape either How
ard or Mark, "you are under arrest.
You will go toward your quarters, first
removing your belt and arms"
Kellerman saluted weakly and, Stun
bled out of the cave. The General
looked at Mark.
"The soldier Weston receives free
and full pardon for his valor in the
| field this day." he said. HE is also
discharged honorably from the service
of the United States government"
Mark looked at the general in as
constituent; this was the last thing
that he desired.
The General approached and clapped
him on the shoulder. captain Wal
lace,n he said, "your written resigna,
ton from the United States army can
not be accepted, owing to the state of
war. After the war 1t will receive con-
| sideration. In the meantime you will
resume your duties on the headquar-
tiers staff"
Tears rushed to Marks eyes. He
tried to speak, he was conscious that
the General and Howard were shaking
him by the hand; and then quick
glance from Eleanor drew him to where
she kneeled by Hartley.
"A ckuSiC HUN ouOWSu Hill luut Tic
man was dying.
Mark kneeled on one side Of him,
with Eleanor facing him over the
stretcher. The bearers, who had fallen
back, stood still as images behind. And
behind them Mark had the dim con-
sciousness in the background Of his
mind of Kellerman, broken as he had
broken so many, and fumbling, always
fumbling. now with his tunic, now
with the belt that he was trying to
detach with shaking fingers.
Hartley" whispered Mark, hold
ing the dying mans hand in his. "That
was you today-I missed you, but
believed In you. You saved me-"
There was fluttering pressure of
Marks hand in turn. Hampton was
speaking; he was asking for the Colo
mel.
II am here, Hampton" said Colonel
Howard I'm n chOked voice aa ha