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The candy had come that afternoon
and Helen had puzzled and thought
over the card It contained until it
seemed as if she had exhausted her
list of friends and acquaintances sev
eral times. Who could have sent it to
her? She hated to be at sea about a
thing of this kind for the simple rea
son that Warren would be furious and
blame her for something that must
have occurred at some time to cause a
person to send a box of candy this
size.
The candy lay on. the table in the
living room, an accusing thing in its
satin cover. There were at least ten
pounds of toothsomeness spread on in
layers, and the card had been slipped
inside the ribbon which had wrapped
It. The name was absolutely strange
to her, "J. Woods Atkinson."
The thought came to her of hiding
it as she heard the elevator stop. But
if she hid the candy she would be
making herself guilty, when as it was
there wasn't a thing that she needed
to be ashamed of. She would tell
Warren the truth and perhaps they
could reason It out together.
"Hello," said Warren gaily as he
came Into the room and bent to kiss
her. "It's been a peach of a day,
hasn't it? Cool as you'd want it.
How about dinner? I'm as hungry
as a bear."
Helen glanced at tlie clock and
smiled. Warren's appetite was always
it source of amusement to her.
"You'll have to wait another half
hour, dear. You're unusually early
to-night, and I'm sure Nora won't
have things ready before then."
"All right. Hello, what's this,
candy? Well, Helen, you certainly
have been blowing yourself."
Helen hesitated. Warren had point
ed an easy way out of her difficulty.
She could tell him that the box had
tempted her, and she simply could not
resist. It would be better to be scolded
for extravagance than to tell him that
she had no idea who had sent the
candy.
"Well," he said, looking up at her,
and then, "here's a card; somebody
l>een making you a present?"
Too late now to say that she had
bought it herself, and Helen laughed
as naturally as she could.
"Why, yes, dear, and I don't know
any more about who sent it than you
do!"
"What?" incredulously, and scan
ning the card again. "You don't know
this J. Woods Atkinson? That's funny,
isn't it?"
"I don't know: I suppose it is." said
Helen, almost apologetically. She un
consciously adopted this manner with
Warren whenever there was cause for
any kind of a misunderstanding. And
if he had but known, this very hum
bling of nerseif gave Warren just the
cue he desired and his bullying of her
was the result.
"Suppose it is? Don't you know?
That's a strange thing to say. Do you
mean to tell me that you have never
known a man by this name and yet he
sends you ten pounds of candy at once
and you haven't even the decency to
say that you think it funny?"
"But, Warren, 1 didn't mean that at
all. You frightened me when you be
gan to talk, and I hardly knew what I
said. Of course I think It strange,
and, I tell you, I have never even
heard of such a person."
Warren glared at her. It was plain
to be seen that he did not believe her,
and things were slowly but surely go
ing from bad to worse.
"Have you got the wrapping paper?
Or did you destroy that? And how
did it coine, hy express?"
"The wrapping paper is in my room,
T'll get it." said Helen so quietly that
Warren looked up at her suspiciously.
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WEDNESDAY EVENING HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH SEPTEMBER 16, 1914
Warren took the paper without
speaking and looked over it hastily.
The name and address had been
scrawled on a card which had been
tied around the box. There was an
outside tin box, and nothing more.
Not even the address of the candy
place, and the candy might have been
bought and sent from any of the
places around the city.
If the candy had been sent anony
mously there would have been i«*ss
cause for suspicion, but the fact ot
there being a card enclosed that Helen
knew nothing of infuriated Warren
almost beyond endurance. Well, there
was no possible chance of tracing It;
nothing remained but the candy Itself;
and If there was a mystery of any
kind connected with it there would be
probably other gifts.
"Don't you see thht a thing of this
kind gives a man the chance he's look
ing for?" said Warren between his
teeth. "He'll send something more
presently, and then some day he'll pre
sent himself. That is, if I can be sure
that you are telling the truth about it."
Helen for once was angry. "Have
you ever had any cause to doubt my
word?" she said, almost coldly. "I
have told you all I know about it, and
I am tired of the subject. Will you
be good enough to drop it?"
Warren stared at Helen almost as if
he doubted his own sense of hearing.
Then he looked casually at the candy
on the table. After all, 11' Helen had
told him ail she knew about the sub
ject, it was insulting to her to doubt
the truth of what she had told him.
She had crossed over to the window
and was looking down into the street
with eyes that saw nothing. For the
first time in hef life she had found it
necessary to defy Warren, and a great
light had suddenly burst upon her.
The fact of her being sought by an
other man was going to enhance her
attractions in Warren's eyes. This feel
ing of power so rare as to be almost
unknown was very delightful.
Warren was still regarding her, al
most as if she had revealed a side that
he had not known she possessed.
Well, who .would have thought," he
said iinally, "that an unknown admirer
would crop up for you? It's almost
enough to make a husband jealous,
you will admit."
Helen turned around slowly.
"Won't you have some candy?" she
said -somewhat irrelevantly, coming
over to the table and looking down at
the inviting rows of chocolates.
"We'll keep the card, so as not to
forget the name." said Warren as he
stooped to help Helen.
"As if we'd be likely to forget it,"
said Helen laughingly. "J. Woods At
kinson." making a little grimace,
"sounds like a soldier; I'm really not
a bit in love with it."
"Of course, you'll have to keep the
candy," said Warren slowly. "We
don't know which store to send it back
to. and you don't know the sender."
"I'm glad I may keep it," said Helen
almost mockingly. "I adore good
candy, and 1 haven't had as much as
this in a long time. Perhaps he'll send
me some more," wickedly. "who
knows?"
Warren stiffened suddenly, hut he
said nothing. He eyed the card that
lay so innocently upon the table and
Helen took it up and glanced at it
carelessly. Inwardly she was just as
curious as Warren as to the possible
Identity of J. Woods Atkinson. Out
wardly she was a suave new Helen,
and for once she had puzzled Warren,
who never remembered the time when
he had not had his own way in any
kind of an argument with his wife.
Another incident in this interesting
series will appear on this page soon.
THE LAST SHOT
By FREDERICK PALMER
Cflpyiight, 1914, by Charlra Scrlbaer'a Sana.
[CoutinueUJ .
The burst oi. :st shrapnel
shell blinded all three actors In the
scene on the crest of the knoll with
Its ear-splitting crack and the force of
Its concussion threw Stransky down
beside the sergeant. Dellarme, as his
vision cleared, had just time to see
Stransky Jerk his hand up to his tem
ple, where there was a red spot, be
fore another shell burst, a little to
the rear. This was harmless, as a
shrapnel's shower of fragments and
bullets carry forward from the point
of explosion. But the next burst In
frqnt of the line. The doctor's period
of Idleness was over. One man's rifle
shot up as his spine was broken by a
Jagged piece of shrapnel Jacket Now
there were too many shells to watch
them individually.
"It's all right—all right, men!" Del
larme called again, assuming his
cheery smile. "It takes a lot of shrap
nel to kill anybody. Our batteries will
soon answer!"
His voice was unheard, yet its spir
it was felt. The men knew through
their training that there was no use
of dodging and that their best protec
tion was an accurate flre of their own.
Stransky had half risen, a new kind
of savagery dawning on his features
as he regained his wits. With in
verted eyes he regarded the red ends
of his fingers, held in line with tho
bridge of his nose. He felt of the
wound again, now that he was less
dizzy. It was only a scratch and he
had been knocked down lik#> a beef in
an abattoir by an unseen enemy, on
whom he could not lay hantfs! Deaf
eningly, the shrapnel jackets con
tinued to crack with "ukung-s-sh—
ukung-8-sh" as the swift breath of the
shrapnel missiles spread. The guns
or one battery of that Gray regiment
of artillery, each firing six 14-pound
shells a minute methodically, every
shell loaded with nearly two hundred
projectiles, were giving their undivid
ed attention to the knoll.
How long could his company endure
this? Dellarme might well ask. He
knew that he would not be expected
to withdraw yet. With a sense of re
lief he saw Fracasse's men drop for
cover at the base of the knoll and
then, expectation fulfilled, he realized
that rifle-fire now reinforced the ene
my's shell fire. His duty was to re
main while he could hold his men
and a feeling toward them such as h«
had never felt before, which was love,
sprang full-fledged into his heart as h«
saw how steadily they kept up theli
fusillade.
Stransky, eager in response to a
new passion, sprang forward Into
place and picked up his rifle.
"If you will not have it my way,
take It yours!" said the best shot in
the company, as he began firing with
resolute coolness.
"They have a lot of men down," said
Dellarme, his glasses showing the
many prostrate figures on the wheat
stubble. "Steady! steady! We hare
plenty of batteries back in the hills.
One will be In action soon." •
But would one? He understood
that with their smokeless powder the
Gray guns could be located only by
their flashes, which would not be vis
ible unless the refraction of light were
favorable. Then "thur-eesh—thur
eesh" above every other sound In a
long wail! No man ever forgets the
first crack of a shrapnel at close quar
ters, the first bullet breath on his
cheek, or the first supporting shell
from his side in flight that paases
above him.
"That is ours!" called Dellarme.
"Ours!" shouted the sergeant.
"Ours!" sang the thought of every
one of them.
Over the Gray batteries on the plain
an explosive ball of smoke hung In
the still air; then another beside it.
: "Thur-eesh thur-eesh thur-eesh,"
the screaming overhead became a gale
that built a cloud of blue smoke over
the offending Gray batteries —beautl-
I ful, soft blue smoke from which a
spray of steel descended.
I no spotting the flashes of the Browns'
i guns In order to reply to them, for
I they were under the cover of a hill,
: using Indirect aim as nicely and ac
curately as if firing polntblank. The
gunners of the Gray batteries could
not go on with their work under such
: a hail-storm; they were checkmated.
They stopped firing and began moving
to a new position, where their com'
mander hoped to remain undiscovered
long enough to support the 128 th by
loosing his lightnings against the de
fenders at the critical moment of the
next charge, which -frould be made as
soon as Fracasse's men had been rein
forced.
There was an end to the concus
sions and the thrashing of the air
around Dellarme's men, and they had
the relief of a breaking abscess in the
ear. But they became more conscious
of the spits of dust in front of their
faces and the passing whistles of bul-
Jets. In return, they made the sec
tions of Gray Infantry in reserve rush
ing across the levels, leave many gray
lumps behind. But Fracasse's men at
the foot of the slope poured In a heav
ier and still heavier .'.re.
"Down there's where we need the
shells now!" spoke the thought of Del
larme's men, which he had anticipated
by a word to the signal corporal, who
waved his flag one—two—three—four
—five times. Come on, now, with
more of your special brand of death,
fire-control officer! Ypur own head Is
above the sky-line, though your guns
are hidden. Five hundred yards be
yond the knoll Is the range! Come
on!
He came with a burst of screams so
low In flight that they seemed to
brush the back of the men's necks
with a hair broom at the rate of a
thousand feet a second. Having
watched the result, Dellarmo turned
with a conflrmuti 17 ttsiure, which the
corporal translated into the wigwag
of "Correct!" ■ The shrapnel smoke
hanging over Fracasse's men appeared
a heavenly blue to Dellarme's men.
"They are going to start for us
eoon! Oh, but we'll get & lot of
them!" whispered Stransky gleefully
to his rifle.
Dellarme glanced again toward the
colonel's station. No sign of the re
tiring flag. He was glad of that. He
did not want to fall back In face of
a charge; to have his men silhouetted
In the valley as they retreated. And
the Grays would not endure this show
er-bath long without going one way or
the other. He gave the order to fix
bayonets, and hardly was it obeyed
when he saw flashes of steel through
the shrapnel smoke as the Grays fixed
theirs. The Grays had 600 yards to
go; the Browns had the time that It
takes running men to cover the dis
tance In which to stop the Grays.
"We'll spear any of them who has
the luck to get this far!" whispered
Stransky to his rifle. The sentence
was spoken in the niidst of a salvo of
shrapnel cracks, which he did not
hear. He heard nothing, thought noth
ing, except to kill.
The Gray batteries on the plain,
having taken up a new position and
being reinforced, played on the crest
at top speed Instantly the Gray line
rose and started up the slope at the
run. With the purpose of confusing
no less than killing, they used percus
sion, which burst on. striking the
grocad, as well as shrapnel, which
burst by a time-fuse in the air. Foun
tains of sod and dirt shot upward to
meet descending sprays of bullets. The
concussions of the earth shook the
aim of Dellarme's men, blinded by
smoke and duet, as they fired through
a fog at bent figures whose legs were
pumping fast In dim pantomime.
But tne guns of the Browns, also,
have word that the charge has begun.
The signal corporal is waiting for the
gesture from Dellarme agreed upon as
an announcement. The Brown artil
lery commander cuts his fuses two
hundred and fifty yards shorter. He,
too, uses percussion for moral effect.
Half of the distance from the foot
to the crest of the knoll Fracasse's
men have gone In face of the hot, si«-
zllng tornado of bullets, when there la
a blast of explosions in their faces
with all the chaotic and irresistible
force of a volcanic eruption. Not only
are they In the midst of the first lot
of the Browns' shells at the shorter
range, but one Gray battery has either
made a mistake in cutting its fuses or
struck a streak of powder below stand
ard, and its shells burst among those
whom It Is aiming to assist.
The ground seems rising under the
feet of Fracasse's company; the air fe
spilt and racked and wrenched and
torn with hideous screams of Invisible
demons. The men stop; they act on
the uncontrollable instinct of self-pres
ervation against an overwhelming
force of nature. A few without the
power of locomotion drop, faces
A Blood-Curdling Burst of Whiatlet
Passed Over His Head.
pressed to the ground. The rest fl6e
toward a shoulder of the slope
through the Instinct that leads a
hunted man In a street into an alley.
In a confusion of arms and legs, press
ing one on the other, no longer sol
diers, only a mob, they throw them
selves behind the first protection that
offers itself. Fracasse also runs. He
runs from the flame of a furnace door
suddenly thrown open.
The Gray batteries have ceased fir
ing; certain gunners' ears burn under
the words of inquiry as to the cause
of the mistake from an artillery com
mander. Dellarme's men are hugging
the earth too close to cheer. A desire
to spring up and yell may be in
hearts, but they know the danger of
showing a single unnecessary inch of
their craniums above the sky-line. The
sounds that escape their throats are
those of a winning team at a tug of
war as diaphragm! relsx.
[To Be Continued]
FUNERAL OF NATHAN NELSON
Special to The Telegraph
Dillsburg, Pa., Sept. lfi. Funeral
services of Nathan Nelson, a well
known resident of Monaghan town
ship, who died on Saturday was held
this morning. Services were conduct
ed by the Rev. H. T. Bowersox at Fi
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