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In this story Mr. Palmer, the
noted war correspondent, him paint
ed war aa he has aeen It on man/
battlefields, and between many na
tions. His Intimate knowledge of
armies and armaments haa enabled
him to produce a graphlo picture of
the greatest of all wars, and his
knowledge of conditions hae led
him to prophesy an end of armed
conflicts. No man Is better quali
fied to write the story of the final
woHd war than Mr. Palmer, and
he has handled his subject wltn a
master hand.
(Continued from Yesterday.)
" "Toa—only Chat in not all my plan,
my little plan. After they have taken
the first lino of defense —and they
will got It, won’t they?"
"Yea, we shall yield In the end, yield
rather than Buffer too great losses
there that will weaken the defense on
the main line.”
“Then I want to know where It la
that you want Wosterllng to attack on
the main line, so that wo can get him
to attack there. That—that will help,
won't It?"
"Yes"
"Of course, all the while I shall be
Retting news from him—when I have
proved my loyally and have his com
plete confidence and I’ll telephone It
to you. I am sure I can get something
worth while with you to direct me;
don’t you think so. Lanny? I’ll hold
•Tm Going to Fight For the Browne—
For My Homel”
the wire. Lautiy. Auk Partow!” she
concluded. Of the two olio van the
steadier.
"Well?" «ald Partow, looking tip at
the aound of Lanstron's atop Then ha
half raised himself from bin chair at
•Itht of a Lanstron with eves In a
da«« of brilliancy; a l.anstron with
bis maimed hand twitching In an out*
stretched gesture; a Lanstron in ths
dllsmina of beiua at thn same ttino
lor or and chief of Intelligence. (Should
he let her make the sacrifice of every
thing that he held to bo sacred to a
woman's delicacy? Should he not re
turn to the teleplume and tell her that
be would not permit her to play euch
a part? Partow'a voice out In on his
demoralisation w ith the sharpness of a
Wade.
"Well, what, man. what?" he de
manded. He feared that the girl might
be deed. Anything that could upset
Lane iron in this fashion struck a
abort) of sympathy and apprehension.
Lenstmn advanced to the table,
pressed hie hands on the edge, and,
bow master of himself, began an ac
count of Mart, 'e offer. Partow'a form
less arm* lay Inert on tbs table, hie
•oft. pudgy fingers outspread on the
map and bla bulk settled deep In the
abalr, while hte eagle eyes were see
ing through Lanetrou, through a moun
tain range. Into the eyes of a woman
and a general on the veranda of an
•nemy'i headquarters. The plan meant
giving, giving in the hope of reoelvlng
much In return. Would he get the re
turn?
"A woman was the ideal one for the
task we intrusted to Feller," he mused,
"a gentlewoman, big onough, adroit
•sough, with her soul In the work as
bo paid woman'* could be! There
asemed no such one In the world 1"
"But to let ber do It!" gasped Lan-
Mm.
"It 1* bar suggestion, not yours T She
off eta herself ? she wants no per
auaelon?" Partow asked sharply.
"Entirely her suggestion," eald Lan
atron. "Bhe offers herself for ber
country—ter the cause for which our
soldiers will give their lives by the
thousands It Is • time of sacrifice."
Partow talsed bis arms. They were
BOi form less a* be brought thgm down
with sledge-hammer force to the table.
"Your tendon of Achilles? My boy.
she la your sword-arm!” Hla sturdy
forefinger ran along the line of fron
tier under his eye with little staccato
leaps. "Kh?” he chuckled significantly,
finger poised.
"Let them up the Rordir road and
on to redoubts 36 and 37, you mean?"
aeked Lanatron.
"You have It! The position looks
Important, hut so well do we com
mand It. that it Is not really vital. Yes,
the llordlr road Is her halt for Wester
ling!" I’artow waved his hand as If
the affair were settled.
"Rut," Interjected Lanstron, "we
have also to decide on the point of the
main defense which she Is to make
Weaterllng think Is weak.”
"Hm-m!” grumbled l*urtow. "That
Ib not nec<»sary to start with. We can
give that to her later over the tele
phone, can’t we, eh’f"
"She asked for It. now."
"Why?" demanded Partow with one
of nls shrewd, piercing looks.
’ She did not say, but. I can guess,"
explained I-anstron. "She must put all
her cards on the table; she must tell
Wosterllng all she knows at once. If
she tells him piecemeal it might lead
to the supposition that she still had
some means of communication with
the Browns.”
"Of course, of course!" Partow spat
ted the flat of his hand resoundingly
on the map. "As I decided the first
time I met her, she has a head, and
when a woman has a head for that
sort of thing there Is no bentlng her.
Well " lie was looking straight Into
Lanutrou’s eyes, "Well, I think we
know the point where we could draw
them In on the main line, eh?”
“Tip the apron of the approach from
the Plngudlr valley. We yield the ad
vance redoubts on either slda."
"Meanwhile, we have massed heavily
behind the redoubt. We retake the ad
vanoe redoubts In a counter-attack and
Partow brought tils flat Into his
palm with a smack.
“Yes, If we could d/» thatl If we
could get them to expend their attack
there!" put In Lanstron very excitedly
for him.
"We must! She shall help!” Par
tow wae on his feet, lie had reached
across the table and seized I .anst roll's
shoulders In a powerful If flesh pad
ded grip. Then he turned Lanstron
around toward the door of his bed
room and gave him a mighty slap of
affection. "My boy. the brightest hope
of victory we have Is holding the wire
for you. Tell her that a bearded old
behemoth, who can kneel as gracefully
tie a rheumutto rhinoceros. Is on both
knees at hor feet, kissing her hands
ind trying bIR best. In the name of
t mroy, to keep from breaking Into
verse of bis own composition."
Hack at the telephone, lgmstma. In
‘he fervor of the cheer and the anthu
iMn that had transported his chief,
gave Marta Partow’s message.
"You, Marta, are our brightest hope
of victory 1“
"Yen?” the monosyllable was de
tached, dismal, labored. “A woman
an he that!” she exclaimed In an un
certain tons, which grew Into the dis
traction of clipped words and broken
aentenoea. "A woman play-acting—*
woman acting the moat revolting hy
pocrisy—Influences the Issue between
two national . Her deceit duals In the
live# of sons precious to fathers and
mothers, ttie fate of frontiers, of InstP
tutlonal Think of It! Think of ma
chines costing countless millions—ma
chines of flesh and blood, with their
destinies shaped by one little bit of
lying Information 1 Think of the folly
of any civilization that stakes its tri
umphs on such a gamble! Am I not
right? Isn't it true? Isn't it?”
"Yea. yes, Marta! Hut —1 —“ It
she were weakening It was not his
plaos lo try to strengthen her purpose.
"It will the sooner end fighting,
won't it. Lanny?" she asked in a
small, tense voice.
"Yes."
“And the only real end that means
real peace Is to prove that the weak
ran hold hack the strong from their
threshold?”
"Yee."
Even now Weaterllng might he on
the veranda, perhaps watting for newt
that would enable him to crush the
weak; to prove that the law of five
pound# of human flesh against three,
and five bayonets against three, ta the
law of civilisation.
"Yea. yea. yea!" The conatriotlon
wae gone from her throat; there was
a drum-beat In her soul. "Depend on
me, Lannyt" It waa Feller's favorite
phrmee spoken by the one who was to
take hie place. "Yea, I'm ready to
make any sacrifice now. For what am
I? What ta on# woman compared to
auch a purpose? I don't care what la
•aid of me or what becomes of me if
we can win! Oood-by, Lanny, till I
call you up again! And God with us!”
"Qod with ua!" as Partow had said,
ovar and over, The saying had come
to be repeated by hard-headed, agnos
tic atafhofflear*. who believed that the
deity bad no relation to the eSctency
of gun-fire. The Brown infantrymen
aren were beginning to mutter it in
the midst of action.
Welting on the peth of the second
terrace for Wtiivlln* to ooiae, Marta
i lizod the full meaning of her task.
Day In and day out she was to have
iHjiense at her elbow and the horror
of hypocrisy on her conscience, the
while keeping her wltß nicely bal
meed. When she saw Westerllng ap
"car on the veranda and start over the
,wn she felt dizzy and uncertain of
tier capabilities.
"I have considered all that you have
iid for my guidance and I have de
!d<’d,” she began.
She heard her own voice with the
■ ■lief of a singer In a debut who, with
nees shaking, finds that her notes
ire true. She was looking directly
it Westerllng In profound seriousness.
Though knees shook, lips and chin
ould aid eyes In revealing the pain
il fatigue of a battle that, had raged
u the inlnd of a woman who went
tv,ay for half an hour to think for
herself.
T have concluded," she went on,
’that It Is an occasion for the sac
rifice of private ethics to a great pur
pose, the sooner to end the slaugh
ter."
AH true!” whispered an Inner
voice. Ito tone was Lanny’s, In tiie
ild days of their comradeship. It gave
ier strength. All true!
"Yes, an end a speedy end!” said
Westerllng with a fine. Inflexible em
phasis. “That Is your prayer and
■nine and the prayer of all lovers of
humanity."
"It 1b little that I know, but such
is It Is you shall have It," she began,
conscious of his guarded scrutiny.
When she told him of Rordir, the
voiik point In the first line of the
Browns’ defense, she noted no change
In hie steady look; but with the men
tion of Fngadlr In the main line ahe
detected a gleam In hla eyea that had
the merciless delight of a cutting
edge of steel. "I have made my sac
rifice to some purpose? The Infor
mation 1b worth something to you 7”
she asked wistfully.
"Yes. yes! Yes, It promises that
way,” ho replied thoughtfully.
Quietly he began a considerate cate
chism. Soon she was subtly under
standing that her answers lacked the
convincing details that he sought.
She longed to avert her eyes from hts
for an Instant, but she knew that this
would bo fatal. She felt the force of
him directed In professional channels,
free of all personal relations, beat
ing as a strong light on her bare state
ments. How could a woman ever
have learned two such vital secrets?
How could It happen that two such
critical points as Rordir and Engadlr
should go undefended? No tactician,
no engineer but would have realized
their strategic Importance. Did she
know what she was saying? How did
she get her knowledge? These, she
understood, were the real questions
that underlay Westerllng’B polite In
direction.
"Rut I have not told you the sources
of my Information! Isn’t that like a
woman!” she exclaimed. "You see.
It did not concern me at all at the
time I heard it. I didn’t even realise
Its Importance and I didn’t hear
much," she proceeded, her Introduc
tion giving tints for Improvisation.
"You see. Partow was Inspecting the
premises with Colonel Lanstron. My
mother had known Partow In her
younger days when my grandfather
was premier. We had them both to
luncheon.”
"Yes?" put In Westerllng, betraying
hla eagerness. Partow end Lanstron I
Then her source waa one of authority,
not the gossip of subalterns!
"And it occurs to me now that, even
while he was our guest." she Inter
jected In sudden Indignation—"that
even while he was our guest Partow
was planning to make our grounds a
redoubt!”
"After luncheon I remember Partow
Akylt'g. 'We are going to have a look
at the crops." and they went for a
walk out to the knoll where the fight
ing began."
"Yes! When was this?” Westerllng
asked keenly.
"Only shout six weeks ago," an
swered Marta.
"loiter, 1 came upon them unexpect
edly after they had returned," she
went on. "They were sitting there on
that seat concealed by the shrubbery.
1 was on the terrace steps unobserved
and 1 couldn't help overhearing them.
Their voices grew Jouder with the In
terest of their discussion. I caught
something about appropriations and
aeroplanes and Rordir and Rngadlr,
and saw that Lanstron wns pleading
with his chief. He wanted a sum ap
propriated for fortifications to be ap
plied to building planes and dirigibles.
Finally, Partow consented, aud l re
call hts exact words ’They’re shock
ingly archaically defended, especially
Kngadlr,’ he said, but they can wait
until * e get further appropriations In
the fall!’" She was so far under the
• pell of her own Invention that she
believed the reality of her words, re
flected In her wide-open eyes which
seemed to have nothing to hide.
(To be lontinund Tomorrow.)
Austria attacks IScrvta. Germany at
tacks Russia and Franco. Russia «ml
ITnnee and England attack Germany,
England attacks Austria. Austria goes
to war with England, Germany attacks
Belgium and Japan atiacka Germany;
THE AUGUSTA HERALD, AUGUSTA, GA.
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THE ENCHANTED HARP.
Once upon a time there was a little
princess who had a harp of gold that
the fairies had given her. and when
she wanted to play upon it she waved
her hands three times over the spot
where she wanted it to stand and
said:
"Arise, oh, harp, and take your stand.
Sweet music make at my command.”
And there would be harp of gold be
fore her Then, when she had finish
ed playing, she waved her hands over
the harp three times and repeated
this:
"Go harp of gold, from mortal's sight,
I'ntll I bid thee come to light.”
When the princess was a little girl
the queen died and the king brought
another queen to the palace to live.
This queen had a daughter named
Amnor. She was a very selfish girl
and wanted everything she saw and
everybody to do as she wanted them
to do.
She wanted the room where the lit
tle princess slept because it was pret
tier than the one that was given to
her.
She wanted a dress of gold cloth
that the little princess wore on state
occasions, and because It would not
fit ber. Amnor tore It into shreds so
that the little princess had to stay in
her room when the next ball was giv
en.
This was Just what the selfish Am
nor wanted, because there was to be
a prince at the ball who was looking
for a wife among the princesses of the
lar.L and Amnor thought If the real
princess was not there the prince
would think she was a princess and
might choose her, for Amnor was fair
to bsik upon.
When the king asked for his daugh
ter the queen told him she did not
feel well and had asked to stay in her
room.
The little princess, however, was
very unhappy, and had cried until her
pretty eyes were red. Then she
thought of her harp and called It
forth.
The ewcet strains of music could be
heard in the garden of the palance,
and while Amnor was walking there
with the prince after n dance he stop
ped and listened.
"What beautiful nu»ic," he eald.
"Who is playing upon that harp? I
should like to see the player."
"Olt, It is one of the maids who has
taken the liberty of going to my room
while 1 am not there." said Amnor.
"It is the sweet tones of the harp that
make It sound so beautiful; she really
cannot plnv well 1 will play for you
some daylf your highness would care
to have me."
Of course, the prince said h* would
in- delighted, and Amnor began to
scheme to have the prince hear the
princess play upon the harp and make
him think it was she who was mak
ing the beautiful music
Hhe enticed the princess Into her
sitting-room one day and asked her to
bring her harp; then she hid behind
a curtain, and when the prince came
she told him she would play for him.
but that she had to be alone Co play at
her best.
Of course, the prince did not sus
pect. and was enchanted with the
music he beard and decided to -make
Amnor Ids wife because she wa-s
beautiful and could make such sweet
music.
Ro the day was set for the wedding,
and then the selfish Amnor wondered
how she could learn to play the harp
as well as the little princess.
So she went to a witch that lived
the forest and asked her to help her.
and the witch told her if she could get
in the forest and asked her to help her,
ed upon she could play as well as the
princess, for the harp was enchanted.
Then Amnor watched the princess.
She went to her room and pretended
to be friendly with her. "Where Is
your harp?” she asked one day, and
the princess told her It was a gift
from the fairies and could be seen
only when she was playing upon it.
“I-et me see you bring it in sight,”
said the sly Amnor
The little princess did not suspect
what Amnor had in her mind, and
readily did as she was asked.
“Arise, oh, harp and take your stand,
Sweet music make at my command.”
she repeated and there stood the harp.
Then she played for Amnor, who soon
grew tired and asked to see it disap
pear. and the little princess waved
her hands again and said:
"Go, harp of gold, from mortal's sight.
Until I bid you come to light.”
Amnor went away happy anil smil
ing, for she had the secret she want
ed. She would go to the princess'
room when she was out and repeat
the magic words and take the harp
and then the prince would never
know.
The day of the wedding Amnor
went to the room of the little prin
cess to get the harp, for she had to go
with prince to his home the next day.
But Amnor did not think well upon
what she had heard the little princess
say when she repeated the magic lines
or she would have remembered that
last line was "Until I bid thee come
to light."
Amnor thought only of getting the
harp, and so she repeated the lines
she had heard the little princess say
when she wanted the harp.
"Arise, oh. harp and take your stand,
Sweet music make at my command.
Rut Instead of the harp there arose
from the floor a dragon that looked
at her with fiery eyes.
Her screams brought all the people
In the castle Into the room of the
princess among them the prince, but
when they asked her what had hap
pened Amnor could only say. "The
eyes, those dreadful eyes," for the
Boor girl had lost her reason from the
fright Bhe received when she beheld
the dragon.
The dragon had disappeared as
quickly as It came, and no one hut
the little princess suspected what had
happened.
At last, when all attempts to quiet
Amnor had failed, the little princess
•Joke. "I-et me try to quiet her." she
said, and she called forth the harp and
be; an to play, and Immediately Am
nor began to smile and grow qu-et.
She had heard the harp and that was
what she came for. "Who Is that
girl?" asked the prince, looking with
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admiration at the little princess, and
the king told him she was his daugh
ter he knew what had happened.
When the prince found he had been
deceived he no longer cared for Am
nor, and as the wedding feast was all
prepared and the prince waa going
home the next day, he married the
little princess, with whom he really
was in love from the first, on account
of her beautiful playing, and if it had
not been for Amnor he w'ould have
asked her to marry him instead of
selfish girl who had brought about
her own punishment.
Coypright 1914, by the McClure News
paper Syndicate. New York City.
SIEEPYIM
THE HOLLOW TREE.
Once upon a time, a long time ago,
there were two children, a boy whose
name was Georgie and his little sister
Bess. »
Georgie was very proud of his sister
and felt that he must take care of her
and never let anything hurt or frighten
her.
One day they started for a walk in the
woods to pick some flowers for their
mother. Bess skipped along talking all
the time, and Georgie almost had to
run to keep up with her. They talked
to the birds and chased the squirrels and
gathered flowers and pretty ferns.
At last they sat down on a rock and
pretty soon Bess's near! began to nod
and in a minute she was fast asleep.
Brother watched her for a while but
at last his big blue eyes closed and he
too fell asleep. When the children woke
it was nearly dark and Georgia said they
must hurry home or mother would be
worried. They began to walk very fast
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but soon brother kne»v they were not
going the right way and they turned
around to go back the way they caine.
That was not the right way either and
Georgie knew’ they were lost. Soon
Bess began to cry and said: “I want
my supper. I mant my mother.”
Poor Georgie was hungry too but he
laughed and made Bess sit down on a
hi:; log to rest. He was quite sure
now’ he didn’t know the way home and
when Bess said she was cold he tried to
find something to cover her with.
He saw’ that the tree they W’ere sit
ting on was big and hollow, so he said:
“Bess, let’s play this is our house and
w'e will go in and have fun and be nice
and warm.”
Bess thought that fun and in they
crept and went fast asleep. The chil
dren’s mother had been watching for
them a long time and when father came
home they started to walk toward the
wood. They hadn't walked very far
when they saw a fat little foot sticking
out of a tree and then they knew it
was Bess and of course where Bess and
George must be.
Father took hold and pulled Bess out
and then Georgie came scrambling out
too.
1 guess never before W’ere the chil
dren so glad to see father and mother
and as they walked back George said,
“Why mother w’e weren't far from home
were we, but it seemed a long long
way.”
GARDEN CALENDAR FOR
SEPTEMBER
Book for brown worms on the violet
and destroy.
Overhaul the cold frames and havo
them put on when needed.
Plant grass seed in bare spots on the
lawn.
Make rambler and rose cuttings.
Feed the dahlias with nitrate of soda
every ten days or two weeks.
Sow pansy seed.
Make cuttings of geraniums.
Plant bulbs to bloom In the house.
Evergreens are dormant in September
and can be transplanted.—Southern
Woman s Magazine.