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THE MEDINA SENTINEL, FRIDAY, SEPTE5IEE3 11, 1911.
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SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I At their home on the
frontier between the Browns and
Grays Marta Galland and her mother,
entertainine Colcnel Westerling of!
the Grays, see Captain Lanstron, staff
intelligence officer of the Browns, in
jured by a fall in his aeroplane.
CHAPTER II Ten years later.
Westerling, nominal vice but real
chief of staff, reinforces South La Tir,
meditates on war, and speculates on
the comparajjve ages of himself and
Marta, who is visiting in the Gray
Capital.
CHAPTER III.
The 8cond Prophecy.
Marta, when she had received the
note from WeBterllng, had been in
doubt as to her answer. Her curiosity
jto see him again was not of itself com
ipelling. The actual making of the
jprophecy was rather dim to her mind
until he recalled it She had heard of
ihla rise and she had heard, too, things
about him which a girl of twenty-seven
can better understand than a girl of
seventeen. His reason for wanting to
(see her he had said was to "renew an
eld acquaintance." He could have lit
ftle interest in her, and her Interest in
jmm was inai ne was neau or me uray
army. His work had intimate relation
to that which the Marta of twenty-
.seven, a Marta with a mission, had set
for herself. 1
A page came to tell Westerling that
Miss Galland would be down directly.
iWhen she appeared she crossed the
iroom with a flowing, spontaneous vital
ity that appealed to him as something
"familiar.
"Ten years, isnt itf" she exclaimed
as she seated herself on the other side
of the tea-table. "And, let me see, you
took two lumps, if I remember?"
! "None now," he said. '
Do you find It fattening?" she
asked.
He recognized the 'mischievous
sparkle of the eyes, the quizzical turn
iof the lips, which was her asset in
keeping any question from being per
sonal. Neverthless, he flushed slightly.
..A change of taste," be averred.
"Since you've become such a great
maa?" she hazarded. "Is that too
(Strong?" This referred to the tea,
"No, just right!" he nodded.
He was studying her with the polite,
veiled scrutiny of a man of the world.
A materialist, he would look a woman
over as he would a soldier when he
bad been a major-general making an
inspection. She was slim, supple; he
liked slim, supple women. Yes, she
was twenty-seven, with the vivacity of
seventeen retained, though she were
on the edge of being an old maid ac
cording to the conventional notions.
Necks and shoulders that hajppened to
be at his side at dinner, he had found,
when they were really beautiful, were
not averse to his glance of appreci
ative and discriminating admiration of
physical charm. But he . saw her
shrug slightly and caught a spark from
her eyes that made him vaguely con
scious of an offense to her sensibili
ties, and he was wholly conscious that
the suggestion, bringing bis faculties
up sharply, had the pleasure of a novel
sensation.
"How fast you have gone ahead!"
she said. 'That., little prophecy of
mine did come true. You are chief of
staff!"
After a smile of satisfaction he cor-
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t "Not quite; vice-chief the right
hand man of His Excellency. I am a
buffer between him and the heads of
divisions. This has led to the errone
ous assumption which I cannot too
forcibly deny"
- He was proceeding with the phrase
ology habitual whenever men or worn
n, to flatter him, had Intimated that
they realized that he was the actual
head of the army. Hie Excellency,
with the prestige of a career, must be
kept soporiflcajly enjoying the ferns
of authority. To arouse his Jealousy
might curtail Westerling's actual
power.
"Yes, yes!" breathed Mart softly,
arching her eyebrows a trifle as she
would when kftklng all areund and
through a thing or when she found
an one beating about the bush. The
little frown disappeared and she
smiled understanding. "You know
I'm not a perfect goose I" she added.
"Had you been mads chief of staff in
name, too, all the old generals would
nave been In the sulks and the young
generals Jealous," she continued. "The
one way that you might have the
power to exercise was by proxy."
This downright frankness was an
other reflection of the old days before
be was at ' the apex of the pyramid.
Now it was so unusual In his experi
ence as to be almost a shock. On the
point of arguing, he caught a mis
chievousdelightful "Isn't that so?," in
ler eyes, and replied: .
"Yes, I shouldn't wonder If It were!"
. Why shouldn't he admit ths truth to
the one who had rung the bell of his
secret ambition long ago by recognis-
goal? He marvelled at Her 'grasp of
the situation.
"It wasn't so very hard to say, was
It?" she asked happily, In response to
his smile. Then, her gift of putting
herself In another's place, while she
strove to look at things with bis pur
pose and vision, in full play, she went
on In a different tone, as much to her
self as to him: "You have labored to
make yourself master of a (mighty or
ganization. You did not care for the
non-essentials. You wanted the reality
of shaping results."
"Yes, the results, the power!" he
exclaimed.
"Fifteen hundred regiments!" she
continued thoughtfully, looking at
given point rather tfaas t him. "Every
regiment a blade which yon tyould
bring to an even sharpness! Every
regiment a unit of a harmonious whole,
knowing how to screen Itself from fire
and give fire as long as bidden, in
answer to your will if war comes! That
is what you live and plan for, isn't it?"
"Yes, exactly! Yes, you have it!"
he said. His shoulders stiffened as he
thrilled at seeing a picture of him
self, as he wanted to see himself, done
in bold strokes. It assured him that
not only had his own mind grown be
yond what were to him the narrow as
sociations of his old La Tir days, but
that hers had grown, too. "And you
what have you been doing all' tbese
years?" he asked.
"Living the life of a woman on
country estate," she replied. "Since
you made a rule that no Gray officers
should cross the frontier we hive been
a little lonelier, having only the Brown
officers to tea. Did you really find it
so bad for discipline in your own
case?" she , concluded with playful
solemnity. '
"One cannot consider Individual
cases in a general order," he explained,
"And, remember, the Browns made the
ruling first You see, every, year
means a tightening yes, a tightening,
as arms and armies grow more compli
cated and the maintaining ot . staff
secrets more important And you have
been all the time at La Tir, truly?" he
asked, changing the subject He was
convinced that she had acquired some
thing that could not be gained on the
outskirts of a provincial town.
"No. I have traveled. I have been
quite around the world."
"You have!" This explained much.
"How I envy you! That is a privilege
I shall not know until I am superannu
ated." While he should remain chief
of staff he must be literally a prisoner
in his own country.
"Yes, I should say It was splendid!
Splendid yes, indeed!" Snappy little
nods of the head being unequal to ex
pressing the Joy of the memories that
her exclamation evoked, she clasped
her hands over her knees and swung
back and forth in the ecstasy of seven
teen. "Splendid! I should say eo!"
She nestled the curling tip of her
tongue against her teeth, as If the
recollection must also be tasted.
"Splendid, enchanting, enlightening,
stupendous and wickedly expensive!
Another girl and I did It all on our
own."
; "O-oh!" he exclaimed.
via, wu, vui DUQ i vyvwiQU CLikCI ill ill
x "Oh, nothing!" he said. It was quite
comprehensible to him how well
equipped she was to take care of her
self on such an adventure.,
"Precisely, when you come to think
It over!" she concluded. i
"What interested you most? What
was the big lesson of all your Journey
ing?" he asked, ready to play the lis
tener. "Being born and bred on a frontier,
of an ancestry that was born and bred
on a frontier, why, frontiers interested
me most," she said. "I collected Im
pressions of frontiers as some people
collect pictures. I found them all alike
stupid, Just stupid! Oh, so stupid!"
, Her frown grew with the repetition of
ithe word; her fingers closed in on her
palm in vexation. He recollected that
he had seen her like this two or three
.times at La Tir, when he had found
the outbursts most entertaining. He
Imagined that the small fist pressed
against the table edge could deliver a
stinging blow. "As stupid as it is for
neighbors to quarrel I It put me at
war with all frontiers."
"Apparently," he said.
, She withdrew her list from the table,
dropped the opened hand over the
other on her knee, her body relaxing,
her wrath passing Into a kind of
shamefacednesB and then into a soft,
prolonged laugh,
"I laugh at myself, at my own incon
sistency," she said. "I was warlike
against war. At all events, if there is
anything to make a teacher of peace
lose her temper It is the folly of
frontiers."
"Yes?" he exclaimed. "Yes? Go
on!" And he thought: "I'm really
having a very good time."
"You see, I came home from my tour
with an idea an Idea for a life occu
pation just as engrossing as yours,"
she went on, "and opposed to yours. 1
saw there was no use of working with
the grown-up folks. They must be left
to The Hague conference r and the
nr, Kgfrues ot sides. Promise mi
that you will not permit it!"
"I not permit it!" He smiled with
the kindly patronage of a great man
who sees a charming woman flounder
, tng in an attempt at logic. "It is for
the premier to say. I merely make the
machine ready. The government says
the word that makes it move. I able
to stop war! Come, come!"
"But you can yea, you can with a
word!" she declared positively.
"How?" he asked, amazed. "How?"
be repeated blandly.
Was she teasing him? he wondered.
What new resources of confusion had
ten years and a tour around the world
developed in her? Was it possible that
the whole idea of the teachers of peace
was an Invention to make conversa
tion at his expense? If so, she carried
it off with a sincerity that suggested
other depths yet unsounded.
. "Very easily," she answered. "You
can tell the premier that you cannot
win. Tell him that, you will break your
army to pieces against the Browns'
fortifications!"
' He gasped. Then an inner voice
prompted him that the cue was
comedy. .
y 'Excellent fooling excellent!" he
flash of amusement not wholly untem-, said with a laugh. "Tell the premier
pered by exasperation. that I should lose when I have five
"We got the appropriation for an ad- million men to their three million!
ditional army corps this year," he ex What a harlequin chief of staff I
plained contentedly, his repose corn should be! Excellent fooling! You al
alike the owr'd over. You can plant
thoughts in the young that will take
root and grow as"ttey grow."
"Patriotism, for Instance, he ob
served narrowly.
"No, the follies of martial patriot
ism! The wickedness of war, which
is the product of martial patriotism!"
The follies of patriotism 1 This was
the red flag of anarchy to him. He
started to speak, flushing angrily, but
held his tongue and only emitted a
"whew!" In good-humored wonder.
"I see you are not very frightened
by my opposition," she rejoined in a
pletely regained. .
"Thus Increasing the odds against
us. But perhaps not; for we are deal
ing with the children not with re
cruits, as I said. We call ourselves
the teachers of peace. I organized the
first class In La Tir. I have the chil-
This Was the Rtd Flag of Anarchy to
Him.
lLto Ja tiaJLJlJb.,01! J peace societies. But children are quite
dren come together every Sunday
morning and I tell them about the chil
dren that live in other countries. I
tell them that a child a thousand miles
away is just si much a neighbor as
the one across the street At first 1
feared that they would find It unlnter
eating. But If you know how to talk
to them they don't"
"Naturally they don't when you talk
to tnem, ne interrupted.
She was so. intent that she passed
over the compliment with a gesture
like that of brushing away a cobweb.
Her eyes were like deep, clear wella
of faith and purpose.
"I try to make the children of other
countries so interesting that our chil
dren will like them too well ever tc
want to kill them when they grow up.
W have a little peace prayer they
have even come to like to recite it a
prayer and an oath. But IH not bothei
you with it. Other women have taken
up the idea. I have found a girl who
is going to start a class on your side
In South La Tir, and I came here to
meet Borne women who want to in
augurate the movement in your capi
tal." .
"I'll have to see about that!" he re
joined, half-banteringly, half-threaten-ingly.
x
"There Is something else to come,
even more irritating," she said, less
intently and smiling. "So please be
prepared to hpld your temper."
, "I shall not beat my fist on the table
defending war as you did defending
peace!" he retaliated with significant
enJSyment
But Ae used his- retort for an open
ing. ,
"Oh, I'd rather y.ou would do that
than Jest I It's human. It's going to
war because one is angry. You would
go to war as a matter of cold reason."
"If otherwise, I should lose," he re
plied. "Exactly. You make It easy for me
to approach my point I want to pre
vent you from losing!" she announced
cheerfully yet very seriously.
"Yes? Proceed. I brace myself
againet an explosion of Indignation!"
"It is the duty of a teacher of peace
to use all her Influence with the people
she knows," she went on. "So I am
going to ask you not to let your coun
try ever go to war against mine while
you are chief of staff."
"Mine against yours?" he equivo
cated. "Why, you live almost within
gunshot of the line! Your people have
as much Gray as Brown blood In their
veins. Your country! My country!
Isn't that patriotism?0
"Patriotism, but not martial patriot
ism." she corrected him. "Ify thought
Is to stoB war for both countries as1
most had me!"
Again he laughed, though in the
fashion of one who had hardly unbent
his spine, while he was wishing for
the old days when he might take tea
with her one or two afternoons a week.
It would be a fine tonic after his isola
tion at the apex of the pyramid sur
veylng the deference of the lower
levels. Then he saw that her eyes,
shimmering with wonder, grew, dull
and her lips parted in a rigid, pale line
as if she were hurt ' ,
! "You think I am joking?" she asked.
I "Why, yes!" .
, "But I am not! No, no, not about
such a ghastly subject as a war to
day!" She was leaning toward him,
hands, on knee and eyes burning like
coals without a spark. "I" she paused
as she had before she broke out with
the first prophecy "I will quote part
of our children's oath: T will not be
a coward. . It Is a coward who striken
first A brave man even after he re
ceives a" blow tries to reason with his
assailant, and does not strike back un
til he receives a second blow. I shall
not let a burglar drive me from my
house. If an enemy tries to take my
land I shall appeal to his sense of Jus
tice and reason with him, but if he
then persists I shall fight for my
home. If I am victorious I shall not
try to take his land but to make the
most of my own. I shall never cross a
frontier to kill my fellowmen.' "
; Very Impressive she mado the oath.
Her deliberate recital of it had the
quality, which Justifies every word
with an; urgent faith. ; ,
"You Bee, with that teaching there
can be no war," she proceeded, "and
those wbd strike, will be weak; those
who defend will be strong."
', "Perhaps," he said.
j "You would not like to see thou
sands, hundreds of thousands, of men
killed and maimed, would .you?" she
demanded, and her eyes held the hor
ror of the sight In reality. "You can
prevent It you can!" Her heart was
In the appeal.
' 1 "The old argument! No, I should
not like to see that," be replied. "I
only do my duty as a soldier to my
country." ' , '
"The old answer! t The more reasoc
why you should tell the premier you
can't! But there is still another reason
for telling him," she urged gently. .
Now he saw her not at twenty-seven
but at seventeen, girlish, the subject
of no processes of reason but in the
jspell of an Intuition, and he knew that'
something out of the blue in a flash
was coming.
. -"For you will not win!" she declared.
: 1 This struck fire. Square jaw and
sturdy body, in masculine energy, reso
lute and trained, were set indomitably
against feminine vitality. -'
"Yes, we shall win! We shall win!"
he said without even the physical dem
onstration of a gesture and In a hard,
even voice which was like that of the
machinery of modern war Itself, a
voice which the aristocratic sniff, the.
Louis XVI curls, or any of the old gallery-display
heroes would have thought
utterly lacking in histrionics suitable
to the occasion. He remained rigid
after he had spoken, handsome, self
possessed. 1 '
1 ' There was no use of beating femi
nine, fists against euch a stone wall.
The force of the male was supreme.
She smiled with a strange, quivering
loosening of the lips. She spread out
her hands with fingers apart, as If to
let something ran free from them into
the air, and the flame of appeal that
had been in ber eyes broke Into many
lights , that se'med to scatter into
space, yet readyjto return at her com
mand. She glanced at the clock and
rose, almost abruptly.
"I was very ' strenuous riding my
hobby against yours, wasn't I?" she ex
claimed in a flutter of distraction that
made it easy for hm to descend from
his own steed. "I stated a feeling. I
made a guess, a threat about your
winning and all in the air. That's a
woman's privilege; one men grant
Isn't it?"
"We enjoy doing so," he replied, all
urbanity. -
"Thank you!" she said simply. I
must be at home in time for the chil
dren's lesson on Sunday. My sleeper
is engaged, and if I am not to miss the
train I must go immediately."
With n undeniable shock of regret
he , realized , that the interview was
over Roalhr. ta had. had a vsrx. good
time; nol oafyThit but" " mr"-'
"Will it be ten ycrs before we meet
again?" he asked.
. 'Perhaps, unless you change the
rules about officers crossing the fron
tier to take tea," she replied. -
"Even if I did, the vice-chief of staff
might hardly go." : , .
1 "Then perhaps you must wait," she
.warned him, "until the teachers of
jscace have done away with all fron:
tiers." -
"Or, if there, wete war, I should
come!" he answered In kind. He half
wished that this might start another
argument and she would miss her
train. But she made no reply. "And
you may come to the Grav capital
again. You are not through traveling!"
he added.
This aroused her afresh; the flame
was back in her eyes.
"Yes. I have all the memories of my
Journeys to enjoy, all their lessons to
study," shegsald. "There is the big
world, and you .want to have had the
breath of all its climates in your lungs,
the visions of all. Its peoples yours.
Then the other thing is three acres
and a cow. If you could only have the
solidarity of the Japanese, thehvpub
Ho spirit, with the old Chinese love of
family and peace, and a cathedral
near-by on a hill! Patriotism? Why,
it is in the soil of your three acres. I
love to feel the warm, rich earth of our
own garden in my hands! Hereafter I
shall be a stay-at-home; and If my chil
dren win," she held out her hand in
parting with the same frank, earnest
grip of ber greeting, "why, you will
find thai tea Is, as usual, at four
thirty." ; He had found the women of his high
official world a narrower world than
e realized much alike. Striking cer
Cain "teyir ceflain '"chords responded.
He could probe the depths of their
minds, he thought. In a single evening.
Then he passed on, unless it was in
the interest of pleasure or of his ca
reer to linger. This meeting had left
his curiosity baffled. He understood
how Marta's vitality demanded action.
wmcn exerted itself in a feminine way
for a feminina rnunn. ' ThA Vmro fni
such a fad was most clear to his mas
culine perception. What If all the.
power she had shown In her appeal fcr
peace could be made to serve another
ambition? He knew that, he was a
great man. More than once he had
wondered what would happen it he
were to meet a great woman. And he
should not see Marta Galland again
unless war came. .
(To be continued)
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