The Kiowa County News. (Lone Wolf, Okla.), Vol. 14, No. 9, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 4, 1915 Page: 3 of 8
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LONI WOLF. OKLJU NEWS
The Last Shot
Ik. Browns Ml O rays Marta Oalland Md
her mother. Miwttlialai OoIomI W—«w-
ot the Orare. mCifet UaW*
•f the Brown. lajurod tag a fall tat tala
__ ice. WaMtlfe.
vkM taut real ehtef ot ataff. f»-M
MUM on war.
irtlal patriot laut.
war while he I«
cal la on Marta
■aatroa that ah.
mf to bo ft opy
true and ataow.
Palter ha. coa-
undar th. towrr
■rowan la war
laclaraa hla lov.
and th. Orar
haforo Mcunni war. Partow.
chief at staff. wall hi. plan, to
th. follies a
at fer horn,
fer a tateg
rwM In a i
for UN t.
affair to to
let. Th. Ora y
line and attache,
i. Artillery. In-
fantry. ..replant, and dlrlclblw enirag*.
Marta haa fer ffrat glimpse of war In its
modern, cold, •ctentlflc. murderou. bru-
tality. fit. Brown, fall hack to th. Qal-
land house. Marta m. a night attack.
Th. Oraya attack In fore. Ft-lWr leave
hla aw ret telephone and foe* back to hi.
ffuaa. Hand to hand flghtleg. Th. Brown,
fall back again. Marta aaka Lanatron over
th. phone to appeal to Partow to atop th.
Bahtina. VandaJlam In th. Oalland houa*
Weaterllna and hla ataff occupy th. Qal
land houa. and he begin* to woo Marta,
who apparently throw* h*r fortune with
th. Oraya and off.ra valuable Information,
■he call* up Lanstron on the aecret tele-
phon. and plana to five Westerling infor-
mation that will trap thu Gray army.
Westerling forma hla plan of attack upon
What he leama from her. The Oraya take
Bordtr. Through Marta Weaterllna 1. led
to concentrate nta attack on the main lino
•t Engadlr. A leak of Information lo sus-
pect wf Bouchard la relieved aa chief In
tslligsncs oHicer. _
CH APT ElF—XVII—Continued.
All on th* subject for the present!
Whan It was taken up again bis suc-
cessor would bo In charge. He. the
Indefatigable, the over-intense, with
medieval partisan fervor, who loathed
tn secret machines like Turcas. waa
the first man of tho staff to go for in-
"And Bngadtr Is the key-point,** Wee-
terltng was saying.
“Yes." agreed Tnrcae.
‘‘So we concentrate to break through
there,** Weeterllng continued, "while
we engnge the whole lino fiercely
enough to make the enemy uncertain
where the crucial attack la to be
“But. general. If there la any place
that la naturally strong, that—’* Tur-
"The one place where they are confi-
dent that we wont attack!” Wester-
ling Interrupted. He resented the
atafTe professional respect for Turcas
After a alienee and n survey of the
faces around, he added with senten-
tious effect: "And 1 was right about
To this argument there could be no
answer. The one stroke of general
ship by the Oraya, who. otherwise, had
succeeded alone through repeated
mass attacks, had been Weaterllng’a
hypothesis that had gained Bordir .in
a single assault.
"Engadlr It is then!" said Turcas
with the loyalty of the subordinate
Use details far his departure, while
the rest of the staff was immersed to
the activity of the preparations for tho
attack ea Bngadtr. Ha kaow that ha
could aot sleep If he lay down. 8© he
spoat the eight at work, la the mom-
lag hla successor, a young man whom
he himself had chosen and trained.
Colonel Bellini. appeared, and the
fallen man received the rtelag man
with forced official courtesy.
"la my own defense end for your
aid." he said. "I show yea a copy of
what 1 have Just written to General
A brief note It waa. la farewell, b»
ginning with coneentloaal thanks for
Weeierllng*a confidence tn the pest
"1 am punished for being right," It
concluded. "It la my belief that Mias
Oalland sends news to the enemy and
that she draws It from you without
your consciousness of the fact. I tell
you honestly. Do what you will with
It took more courage than any act
of hla life for the loyal Bouchard to
dare such candor to a superior. See-
ing the patchy, yellow, bloodless face
drawn In stiff linea and the abysmal
stare of the deep-set eyes in their
bony recesses, Bellini was swept with
a wave of sympathy.
“Thank you, Bouchard. You've been
very fine!*’ said Bellini as he grasped
Bouchard’s hand, which waa Icy cold
“My duty—my duty, In the hope that
we shall kill two Browna for every
Gray who has fallen— that we ahall
yet see them starved and besieged
and crying for mercy In their capital,"
replied Bouchard. He aaluted with a
dismal, urgent formality and stalked
out of the room with the tread of the
ghoat of Hamlet's father.
The strange impression that this
farewell left with Bellini still lingered
when, a few momenta later, Weater-
llng summoned him. Not alone the
diffidence of a new member of the
ataff going Into the presence accounted
for the atir In hla temples, aa he wait-
ed till some papers were signed be-
fore he had Weaterling'e attention.
Then Weaterllng picked up Bouchard's
note and shook bta head sadly.
“Poor Bouchard! You can see for
yourself," and he handed the note to
Bellini. «‘*4 should have realised ear-
lier that tt waa a case for the doctor
and not for reprimand. Mad! Poor
Bouchard! He hadn't the ability or
the resiliency of mind for hla task, aa
I hope you have, colonel."
**I hope so, sir,” replied Bellini.
“I've no doubt you have,” said Wes-
terltng. "You are my choice!”
"In My Own
and for Your
who makes a superior’* conviction bis
own, the better to carry It out.
Haslly. Bouchard had heard the talk,
while he waa looking at Weaterllng
and seeing him, not at the head of the
council tffble. but In tho arbor In eager
appeal to Marta.
“1 shall And outl 1 shall find out!"
waa drumming In hla temples when
the council rose; and, without a word
or a backward glance, he waa tho first
to leave the room.
When Bouchard returned to hla desk
he guessed th* contents of the not*
awaiting him, but he took a long time
to read Itn stereotyped expressions In
transferring him to perfunctory duty
well to th* rear of tho army. Then he
pulled himself together and, leaden-
heartei. eettled daws te arrnag*
A Chang* of Plan.
That day and the next Weeterllng
had no time for strolling In the gar-
den. His only exercise was a few
periods of pacing on the veranda. Tur-
cas, as tirelessly industrious as ev-tr.
developed an Increasingly quiet insist-
ence to leave the responsibility of de-
cisions about everything of Importance
to a chief who was becoming increas-
ingly arbitrary. The attack on Enga-
dir being the Jewel of Westerllng’s
own planning, be was disinclined to
risk success by delegating authority,
which also meant sharing the glory of
Bouchard's note, though officially dis-
missed as a matter of pathology, would
not accept dismissal privately. In
flashes of distinctness It recurred to
him between reports of fhe progress
of preparations and directions aa to
dispositions. At dusk of the second
day. when all the guns and troops had
their places for the final movement un-
der cover of darkness and he rose
from his desk, the thing that had
edged ita way Into a crowded mind
took possession of the premises that
strategy and tactics had vacated. It
passed under the same analysis as bis
work. His overweening pride, so sen-
sitive to the suspicion of a conviction
that he had been fooled, put his rela-
tions with Marta In logical review. He
had fallen In love in the midst of war.
A cool and Intense Impatience pos-
sessed him to study her tn the light
of his new skepticism, when, turning
the path of the first terrace, he saw
her watching the aunaet over the crest
of the range.
She was standing quite atlll, a slim,
soft shadow between him and the light,
which glided her figure and quarter
profile. Did abe expect him? he won-
dered. Waa she posing at that la-
atant for hla benefit? When she
turned, her face In the shadow, the
glow of the sunset seemed to remain
In her eyes, otherwise without expres-
sion, yet able to detect something un-
usual under externals aa they ex-
changed commonplaces of greeting.
“Well, there's a change in our offi-
cial family. We have lost Bouchard—
transferred to another post!” said
Marta noted that, though he gave
tha news a casual turn, hla scrutiny
“la that ao? I can't say that my
mother and 1 shall he sorry,’* aha re-
marked. "Ha was always glaring at
M as tf he wished us out of sight.
Indeed, If ho had hla way, 1 think he
would have mada aa prisoner* of war
"Ha had that reputatloa." aald Waa
terttag. "What do you think lad to
hla departure?“ he continued.
"I eoafeaa I cannot guasa!" aald
Marta, wltk a look at th* aunaet glow
aa If ah* tenanted th* loaa of n min-
ute of It
“Thar* haa been a leak of Informa-
tion to tha Browns!" he announced.
"There haa! And he was latelll-
gears officer, wasn't ha?" ah* naked,
turning to Weeterllng, her curiosity
apparently aroused aa a matter of cour-
tesy to hla own Interest la tha w
"Who d* you think fe accused?
Why. yea," he added, with a peculiar
She noted th* peculiarity of tho
“Oh!' Her eyes opened wide ta
wonder—only wonder, at flrat. Then,
as comprehension took tha place of
wonder, they grew sympathetic. “That
explains!" ahe exclaimed. “Hla hate-
ful glances were those of delusion. Ha
waa going mad, you mean?*
Yea," aald Weaterllng. “that—that
would explain It!”
"1 have been told that when people
go mad they always ascribe every In-
jury done to them to the person who
happens to have excited their dislike,’*
Which teems to have been the case
here,” Weaterllng assented. He did
not know what elae to aay. Hla pride
was recovering Ita natural confidence
In th* Infallibility of hla Judgment of
human beings. He was aeelng hla sus-
picions aa ridiculous enough to con-
vict him of a brain aa disordered aa
Marta was thinking that ahe had
been skating on very thin Ice and
that she must go on skating till ahe
broke through. There waa an exhila
ration about It that Bhe could not re-
sist: the exhilaration of risk and the
control of her faculties, prompted by
a purpose hypnotically compelling.
Both were client, ahe watching the
aky, he In anticipation and suspense.
The rose went violet and the shadows
over the range deepened.
"The guns and the troops wait.
With darkness the music begins!" Le
said slowly, with a start of stern
"The music—the music! He calls
tt music!” ran through Marta's mind
mockingly, but she did not open her
"They wait, ready, every detail ar-
ranged,” he continued proudly.
The sky merged into the shadows of
the landscape that spread and thick-
ened into blackness. Out of the drawn
curtains of night broke an ugly flash
and farther up the slope spread the
explosive circle of light of u bursting
“The signal!'* he exclaimed.
Right and left the blasts spread
along the Gray lines and right and
left, on the Instant, the Browns sent
their blasts In reply. Countless tongues
of flame seemed to burst from count-
less craters, and the range to rock In
a torment- of crashca. In the inter-
vening space between the ugly, sav-
age gusts from the Gray gun mouths,
which sent their shells from the midst
of exploding Brown shells, swept the
beams of the Brjwn search-lights,
their rays lost like sunlight In the vor-
tex of an open furnace door.
“Splendid! splendid!” exclaimed
Westerling, in a sweep of emotion at
the sight that had been born of his
command. “Five thousand guns on
our side alone! The world has never
seen the equal of this!*'
Marta looked away from the range
to hla face, very distinct In the garish
Illumination. It was the face of a
maestro of war seeing all hla rehear-
sals and all his labors como true In
symphonic gratification to the eye
and ear; the face of a man of trained
mind, the product of civilization, with
the elation of a party leader on tho
floor of a parliament In a crisis.
■ “Boon, now!" said Weaterllng, and
looked at his watch.
Shortly, In the direction of Engadlr,
to the rear of the steady flashes
broke forth line after line of flashes
as the long-range batteries, which ao
far had been silent. Joined their might-
ier voices to the chorus, making a con-
tinuous leaping burst of explosions
over the Brown positions, which were
the real object of the attack.
"The moment I've lived for!" ex-
claimed Westerling. “Our Infantry la
starting up the apron of Engadlr! We
held back the fire of the heavy guns
concentrated for the purpose of sup-
porting the men with an outburst.
Three hundred heavy guns pouring In
their shells on a space of two acres!
We're tearing their redoubts to pieces!
They can't see to fire! They can't
live under It! They're In the crater
of a volcano! When our Infantry la
on the edge of the wreckage the guna
cease. Our fnfantry crowd In—crowd
Into the house that Partow built
He'll find that numbers count; that
the power of modern gunfire will open
the way for Infantry In masses to take
and hold vital tactical positions! And
—no—no, their fire In reply la not as
strong aa I expected."
“Because they are letting you lu!
It will be strong enough In due sea-
son!” thought Marta tn the uncontrol-
lable triumph of antagonism. Five
against three waa In hla tone and in
every line of hla features.
"K’a hard for a soldier to leave a
sight like this, but the real newa will
be awaiting me at my desk," he con-
cluded, adding, as be turned away:
"It's firework* worth seeing, and If
you remain hers I will return to tell
you the results.”
Turning her beck to th* rang* for
th* moment, she aaw th* twtakl* of
tha light* of tho town and tho threada
of Ml 4 tt* XMMlMlM aa* tt*
reep of th* lights of th* railroad
trains on the plain; while ta th* fore-
ground every window of the house was
a blase. Ilka soma factory on a busy
night shift. 8ha could hoar the click
of the telegraph Instruments already
reporting th* details of the action as
sbeerfully as Brobdtngnagtan crickets
ta their peaceful surroundings. Then
out of the shadow* Weeterllng reap-
“The apron of Engadlr la ours!" ha
called “Thanks to you!" he added
with pointed emphasis. Back ta tha
house he had received congratula-
tions with n nod. ns If success were
a matter of course. Before her, **-
ultatlon unbent atlffnees. and h* waa
hoarsely triumphant and eager. "It'a
plain sailing now," he want on. "A
break in the main line! W* fev*
only to drive home the wedge, and
then—and then!" he concluded.
8he felt hlui close, hla breath oa
“Peace!” she hastened to any, draw-
ing bark Instinctively.
And then! The Irony of th* words
In the light of her knowledge was
pointed by a terrific renewal of th*
thunders and the flashes far up on the
range, and she could not resist re-
joicing In lifer heart.
"That’a the Browns!" exclaimed
Westerling In surprise.
The. volume of fire lncreaeed. With
the rest of the frontier In darkness,
the Engadlr section waa an Isolated
blaze. In Its light she saw hla tea
tures, without alarm but hardening In
“They’ve awakened to what they have
lost! They have been rushing up re-
serves and are making a counter-
attack. We must hold what we have
gained, no matter what the cost!"
Hla last sentence was spoken over
his shoulder as he started for the
Without changing her position,
hurdly turning her head, she watched
until the firing began to lessen rap-
idly. Then she heard hla step. She
rose to face him, summoning back
the Bplrtt of the actress.
"This la better yet! I came to tell
you that the counter-attack failed!" he
said aa he saw her appear from the
shelter of the arbor.
She wondered if she were going W
fall. But the post of the trellis waa
within reach. She caught hold of
to steady herself. Failed!
"The killing—It must have been ter
rible!" her mind at last made her ex-
claim to cover her tardlneax of re-,
sponse to his mood.
"You thought of that—as you should
—as 1 do!” he said.
He took her hands In hla, pulsing
warm with the flowing red of hla
strength. She let them remain life-
lessly, aa if she had not the will
take them away, the Instinct of her
part again dominant. To him this was
another victory, and It waa discovery
—the discovery of melting weakness
in her for the first time, which magni-
fied his sense of masculine power. He
tightened hla grip slightly and she
“You are tired!” be said, and It hurt
her that be should be so considerate.
“The killing—to end that! It’s all
want!" she breathed miserably.
“And the end la near!” he aald.
"Yes, now, thanks to you!"
Thanfe to her! And she must listen
and submit to his touch!
"Then engineers and material were
ready to go In,” he continued. "Be-
fore morning, aa I had planned, we
shall be bo well fortified in the posi-
tion that nothing can budge us. This
success so strengthens my power with
the staff and the premier that 1 need
not wait on Fabian tactics. I am
Bupreme. I shall make the most of
the demoralization of this blow to the
enemy. I shall not wait on alow ap-
proaches In the hope of aavlng life.
Tomorrow I shall attack and keep on
attacking till all the main line la ours.”
“Now you are playing your real part,
the conqueror!" she thought gladly.
"Your kind of peace la the ruin of an-
other people; the peace of a helpless
enemy. That la better"—better for her
conscience. Unwittingly, aha allowed
her hands to rcmala lu hla. Ia the pa-
ralysls of despair aha was unconscious
that ah* had hands. 8h* fait that aba
could endure anything to retrieve th*
error late vhkh ab* had h*a* tt*
mass* «T leading the
th* hilling—It would aot atop, ah*
knew. No. th* Browns would not
yield until they worn decimated.
*W« have the numbers to spar*.
Numbers ahall press heme home to
terms ta their capital!" Weaterling'e
voice grew beaky aa ha proceeded,
harsh aa orders to sold tars who hesi-
tated la face of fir*. "After that—after „
that"—tha too* changed from femta- , *0
neaa to desire, which waa still th* ta
sir* of possess loo—“th* fruits of
pear*, a triumph that I want yon te I
shara!" H# waa drawing her toward
him with aa Impulse of th* force of
this desire, when she broke free with
an abrupt, struggling pull.
“Not that! Not that! Your work
la not yet dons!" ahe cried.
Ha mad* a move aa If to persist,
then h* fell back with a gesture of
“Right! Hold m* to It!" bs ex-
claimed resolutely. “Hold m* to tha
bargain! 8o a woman worth whll*
should hold a man worth whlla."
“Yea!" ah* managed to say. and
turned to go tn a sudden Impetus of
energy. Half running, half stumbling
the light of tho lantern bobbing and
trembling weirdly, aha hastened
through th* tunnol. Usually tho Urns
for taking th* receiver down till
Lanny replied waa only a half min- ;
ut*. Now ahe waited what seemed
many mlnutea without response. Had
the connections been broken? To
make aur* that her impatience waa
not tricking her ahe began to count
off th* seconds. Then ah* heard Lan-
stron's voice, broken and hoarse:
"Marta, Marta, he la dead! Partow
Recovering himself, Lanstron told
the story of Partow'* going, which waa
In keeping with hla life and hla
prayers. Aa the doctor put U. the
light of hla mind, turned on full volt-
age to the last, went out without a
flicker. Through the day he had at-
tended to the dispositions for receiv-
ing the Grays' attack, enlivening rou-
tine as usual with flashes of humor
and reflection ranging beyond the de-
tails In hand. An hour or ao before
dark he had reached across th* table
and laid hie big, soft palm on the back
of Lanstron'a hand. He waa thinking
aloud, a habit of hla In Lanstron'a com-
pany, when an Idea requiring gesta-
tion came to him.
My boy. It la not fatal If we lose
the apron of Engadlr. The defenses
behind It are very strong."
No, not fatal,” Lanatrou agreed.
'But tt'a very Important.”
“And Weaterllng will think It fatal.
Yea, I understand his character. Yea—
yee; and If our counter-attack should
fall, then Miaa Gal land's position
would be secure. Hm-m-m—those
whom the goda would destroy—
nin m-m. Wa*twiiu| will be con-
vinced that repeated, overwhelming
attacks will gain our main line. In
stead of using engineering approaches,
ha will throw bis battalions, maseea
upon maaaea, against our works until
his strength la spent. It would be
baiting the bull. A risk—a risk—hut,
my boy, 1 am going to—'
Partow'a head, which was bent In
thought, dropped with a Jerk. A con-
vulsion shook him and he fell forward
onto the map, hla brave old heart In
Its last flutter, and Lanstron was alone
In the silent room with the dead and
'The order that I knew he waa about
to apeak, Marta, 1 gave for him," Lan-
stron concluded. "It teemed to me
au Inspiration—hla laat Inspiration—
to make the counter-attack a feint."
“And you're acting chief of staff,
Lanny? You against Weaterllng?"
The colonel of the 128th and Captain
Fracasae were eating their biscuits to-
gether and making occasional remarks
rather than holding a conversation.
"Well, Weaterllng la a field-mar-
shal,” said the colonel.
"Yea, he’a got something out of lit”
“The men seem to be losing spirit—
there’s not doubt of It!" exclaimed the
colonel, more aloud to himaelf than
to Fracasae, after a while.
"No wonder!” replied Fracasae. Mar-
tinet though he was, be spoke in grura-
bling loyalty to hla aoldlera. "What
kind of spirit Is there In doing the
work of navvies? Spirit! No sol-
diers ever fought better—In Invasion,
at least. Look at our losses! Spirit!
Westerling drives us In. He thlnka
we can climb Niagara Falls! He—’’
“Stop! You are talking like an an-
archist!" snapped the colonel. "How
can the men have spirit wheu you reel
“I shall continue to obey orders and
do my duty, air!” replied Fracasae.
“And they will, too, or I'll know the
There waa a alienee, J>ut at length
the colonel exploded:
“I suppose Westerling knows what
he Is doing!"
“Still we must go on! W* must
“Yes, the offensive always wins In
the end. We muat go on!"
"And once we have the range—yea.
once we’ve won one vital position—the
men will recover their enthusiasm and
be crying: ‘On to the capital!’ ”
“Right! We were forgetting history.
We were forgetting th* volatility of
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"Bo he Is. lie's been appointed oaa
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“Don't you think war la the most
awful thing on earth?"
“1 used to before I waa married."
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In that pestilential region tie chop
era and plagus are found every year
and all the year round. Every chol-
era epidemic whleh he* desolated
Europe, every visitation of th* plague*
la balleved to have started fea th*
IF HAIR IS TURNING
GRAY, USE SAGE TEA
Dent Look Old I Try Grandmother**
Peclpe to Darken and Baautlfy
Gray, Fadsd, Lifeless Hair.
Gmndmother kept her hair beauti-
fully darkened, glossy and abundant
with n brew of Sage Tea and Sulphur.
Whenever her hair fell out or took oa
that dull, faded or streaked appear-
ance, this simple mixture wax applied
with wonderful effect. By asking nt
any drug store for “Wyeth's Sage and
Sulphur Hair Remedy,” you will get *
large bottle of this, old-time recipe,
ready to use, for about SO cents. Thin
simple mixture can be depended upon
to restore natural color and beauty
to the hair and la splendid for dan-
druff, dry, itchy acalp and falling hair.
A well-known druggist aays every-
body uses Wyeth'* Sage and Sulphur,
because It darkens so naturally and
evenly that nobody can tell It haa been
applied—It'a ao easy to use, too. Yon
aimply dampen a comb or soft brush
and draw It through your hair, taking
one strand nt a time. By morning
the gray hair disappears; after an-
other application or two. It Is re-
stored to Us natural color and lookB
glossy, soft and abundant. Adv.
H* "Won" Out.
"Were you gambling last night?"
“Not inded. It was a donation party.
| cam* away a hundred to the good."
flmlle, smile, beautiful riser whit*
clothe*. Red Cross Bell Blue, American
■fe therefor* feet. All gmosm Adv.
What a lovely collection of pt
mists we would be If we could *#* i
•elves aa other* see us!
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Hughes, Robert. The Kiowa County News. (Lone Wolf, Okla.), Vol. 14, No. 9, Ed. 1 Thursday, February 4, 1915, newspaper, February 4, 1915; (gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc914236/m1/3/: accessed June 25, 2018), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.