Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1927-02-04
ROCKVILLE MARYLAND. FRIDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY d 1927

away, emerged the face of Denis. HIS
eyes were open and he was looking
at Kr"uis, The two men continued
perhaps minute. Then Denis slowly
raised himself.
His uniform was hanging from him
In tatters. One arm hung Imply at
his side. But otherwise he did not
seem to be injured. Krauss raised
was dripping from his shoulder where
fragment of the shell had struck
him
All about them there was absolute
silence, except for the sudden out
pouring Of u lark's song, high over
head. They watched each other with
grim question in their eyes.
There remained nothing at all OF
the firing squad, except perhaps some
mutilated bodies, buried under ffty
tons of earth. The force of the ex-
plosion happened to have hurled the
two men In one direction, while It
buried the rest That was all. II
was the unappealable, memorable law
of war.
Presently Denis extracted his first
aid bandage, and, crawling toward
Krauss, began to bandage his arm
Krauss submitted in silence, wincing
little as the stripped flesh was ex-
posed under the sleeve. Denis wound
the bandage about the wounded limb
with elaboration. When he had I'm
ished he put his head on one side and
surveyed his work critically. Then
Krauss spoke for the first time
Rather strange" he suggested. ito
bandage up a man who is to die in
few minutes"
Denis looked ut him steadily. "That
sentence cannot be executed, Krauss,"
he said.
"Whyf" inquired Kranss.
Because there Is nothing to pre-
vent you from taking your chance at
crawling back to your lines. Look !"
Where the British outposts had
been the earth was piled into a sue
cession Of pits and caverns by the big
guns. 1t was a No Mans Land Of
desolation.
you aren't going to kill me, them"
inquired the German.
NO" answered Denis. 1--WE are
} both out of action now" he added,
looking at his arm.
Permit me-" said Krauss. And,
taking out his first-aid bandage from
his knapsack, he began to cut away
the sleeve of the others wounded arm
and to bind up the wound.
That's about even, think" he
said, when he had finished, looking
critically at his work. Now. want
to ask you a question. Why didn't
you kill mel Why don't you do 1t
now2 You are able to fire your re-
volver with your left hand, and l am
unarmed. Is It because Of the Mont
clair days"
mo" answered Denis
at isn't heaping Goals Of fre on my
head because foreclosed on that
mortgage Of yours?'
NO" said Denis again.
"Why, thenT
Because don't have to, and
don't want the Job of sending news
of your death TOTO Miss Loft" said
Denis. Are You satisnedT
ENTIRELY So"
"Then let me recommend you to get
out as quick as you can before the
ambulances come up" said Denis.
Krauss held out his hand, and
Denis, after an instant's pause, took
It. Good luck" he said.
1.-THE luck of war" answered the
other, as he crawled out Of the pit
And Denis, weak and weary from
his wound watched the spy's slow
progress through the grass until he
disappeared In the distance. Perhaps
he had done wrong to let him go, he
thought then, he was no execu-
TONER and how could he write to his
wife that he had put to death the man
whom she had once loved and who
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