Oxford eagle. (Oxford, Lafayette Co., Miss.) 1876-current, 1919-10-16
WEEKLY SHORT STORY
Edited by Professor Erwin.
Tracking INTO PARADISE"
BY Miss A. M. Farley.
Continued from last week.

The people of the village were
so frightened that few had left the
shelter of their homes. When Spang-
Ter reached the spot, he found that
Monsieur Didrot and mis- wife had
been killed. Ninettc was knocked un-
concious by the coEcuSSiOn and was
badly burned. Spangler caretully
picked her up and carried her to the
hospital in his arms.
The burns were found to be not
serious, but extremely painful her
face had escaped unscathed. Hel
arms, neck and body were burned
badly. Captain Spangler put her into
the care OF the doctors and nurses OF
the hospital and returned to his room.
He was unable to sleep, but ne was
not as restless as before. his
thoughts were of Ninette. How
pretty she looked, even in her wretch
ed. burnt condition. How pathetic
that this innocent, young French girl
should be the victim of helllsh Ter
man bomb. Finally, as faint light
began to show in the eastern horizon,
Richard Spangler fell asleep, only to
be awakened by bright streak OF
sunlight shining across hs eyes.
What was it? Had he had horrible
dream? In a flash the happening OF
the previous night came to his mlnd'
He must go and see his patient. lie
rose and dressed hastily. After re-
porting to mess, he went over to the
hospital to see how Ninette had pass
dthe night.
The nurse said she had not gained
consciousness yet, but seemed to be
doing very well. He went into the
ward. Nlnette still lay in an uncon-
scious stupor. He walked towards
the window and stood looking out,
wondering how long it would be be-
fore peace would come to an end
the awful death and destruction OF
war.
AS Ninette opened her eyes, the
first object which met her eyes was
the back which she had seen in the
shop. Where was she? What had
happened? She looked about and
saw that she was in spick and span
hospital ward. And what was that
queer sensation in her arms and
body? How it burned and stung!
She was badly hurt, but that mis-
chievous impulsiveness peculiar 20 her
refused to be crushed out by the pain
and found bent in these words, Good
morning, my dearie, how are you this
fine morning?" Richard Spangler
turned about with an embarrassed
grin on his face. "Why l am tip top,
but Pm thinking tits l should be
asking you that question How do
you feel? Are the burns very pain
ful?" .y.aye.
ooh, how when what happened?
Something hurts terrible"
"They got your shop. 1t must have
been the suspicious plane we saw
swooping about US, yesterday" lie
hesitated. She must not know Of her
parents death. What should he tell
her? "But you must not talk" he
said "Lie quietly in your bed and
I will tell you about it.
at was between twelve and one
o'clock. | had been unable to sleep
at all and was lying restless and
wide awake in my bed, when an awful
explosion rent the air. l hurried into
my clothes and out to the street as
quickly as possible. Seeing the wine
shop in ruins, / ran to the spot. You
had been knocked unconscious by the
conclusion and burnt rather seriously.
Your parents had been hurt. l
brought you Immediately to the hos
pital, and here you area piece OF
French mischief in bundle of Am
erican bandages."
Her eyes opened to retort, but he
stopped her. "You must not talk!"
he said, as he laid his hand gently on
he shoulder.
"You Americaine's big tease" she
said. "You have meat disadvan."
"You must let me finish my story"
he said. "Perhaps it will be consol-
ing to you to know that the author
of the bomb was victim of his own
deviltry. The body of a young Ger
man spy in French uniform was
found alongside of his smashed air
plane rot far from the spot where
you were found. May be you have
heard of Pierrie Landres. His in
Identification disc, however, bore the