New Britain Herald Newspaper, April 7, 1922, Page 11

NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY, APRIL 7, 1922 Illtklll}: éhem to the station, burst into A SM Hutchinson 191 BEGIN HERE TODAY In the summer of 1014, MARK BABRE finds that he s estranged from human sympathy and understand- ing_with the sole ption of LADY NONA TYBAR, an old sweetheart, now unhappily martled. Subre's prosajc and snobblsh wife, MABEL, falls to understand her husband's poetio and whimsical temperament, In busivess he is undermined Ly jealous as- goclates in the firm of Fortune, East and Sabre and a promised partnership ls di- verted from him to TWYNING, At this point, Nona's life with Tybar {s Intolerable and she asks Sabre to take her away. War Is declared and Babre rushes to inform his wife GO ON WITH THE STORY Bhe echoed the word, “War.” “Yes, declared war.” He was breathless, panting. She sald, “Good gracious! Whatever will happen? Have you brought an eve- ning paper? Do you know the papers didn't come this morning till—" He could not hear her out. *“No, 1 didn't wait. I simply rushed away.” He was close to her. He took her hands. “I say, Mabel, it's war.” His emotions were tumultuous and extra- ordinary. He wanted to draw her to him and Kiss her, They had not kissed for longer than he could have re- membered; but now he held her hands hard and desired to kiss her. “I say, it's war,” She gave her sudden burst of laughter. “You are excited. I've never seen you so excited. Your col- lar's undone.” He dropped her hands. He said rather stupidly, “Well, it's war, you know,” and stood there. She turned to her dressing table. “Well, I do wish you'd stayed for a paper.” 11 Lying awake, he thought of Nona. He had not written the letter to her. The appointed day was past and he had not written. He would have sald, during that unutterable dark- ness in which he had awaited it, that not the turning of the world upside down would have prevented him writ- ing; but the world had turned upside down. It was not a board Pike's men had swung around in that appalling moment when he had watched them appear on the balcony. It was the accustomed and imponderable world, awfully unbalanced. Nona would : understand. Noma always understood | everything. He wondered how she had maintained this terrific day. He was assured that he knew. She would have felt just as he had felt. He thought, with a most passionate longing for her, that he would have given anything to have been able to turn to her when he had exclaimed, “My God, war,” and to have caught her hands and looked into her beau- tiful face. Tomorrow he would send the letter. Tomorrow? Why, ves, today, like all todays in the removed and placid . light of all tomorrow’s, would be shown needlessly hectic. 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I have thanked God on my knees for you this last week you prevented me. If I had done it with this! Tony has rejoined the Guards, he was in the Reserve of officers. And you see that whatever has been, and is, dear, he’'s my man to stand by in this. Marko, it would have been too awful | if I couldn't, and I thank God for you, again and again and again— Nona. then caught up one—from CHAPTER IV 07 enorrmous world awfully unbalanced. down. Extraordinarily unreal. ously real. Life, which had been a thing of| events in which there was no time, only events. Things began one day very shortly after the declaration of war when, passing the barracks on his way home, Sabre’ was accosted and taken into the Mess by Cottar, a subaltern of the Pinks. “You must come along in and have & cup of tea,” young Cotter urged. “We've got a hell of a jamborino on. At least we shall have tonight. We're just working up for it. I can't tell you why. You can guess.” Sabre felt a sudden catch at his emotions. “Is the regiment going?” They were at the door of the ante- room. Cottar swung it open. The room was full of men and tobacco smoke and noi A very tall youth, one Sikes, was standing on the table, a glass in his hand. ‘“Hullo, Sabre! Messman, one of those very . stiff whiskies for Mr. Sabre-—go on Sabre, you must. Because—" He had not Cottar's reticense. He burst into song, | waving his glass— ‘‘Because— | “We shan’t be here in the morn- ing—" Otway came in. young fools. What the—" Sikes from the table. *“Ah, Papa Otway! Three cheers for Papa Ot- way in very discreet whispers. Mess- man, one of those very stiff whiskies for Captain Otway.” Otway laughed pleasantly. ‘“No, chuck it, I'm not drinking. Hood, T want you; and you, Carmichacl, and you, Bullen.” He saw Sabre and came to him. *“Hulio, Sabre. You've head now. We've managed to keep it pretty close, but it's all over the place now. Yes, we entrain at day- break." 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At two in the morn- ing he went quietly from the house and got out his bicycle and rode down into Tidborough. He was just in time. The news had been well kept, or in those early days had not the meaning it came to have. Nevertheless a few people stood abouti the High Street in the thinl light of the young morning, and when almost immediately, the battalion came swinging out of the Market Place, many appeared flanking it, mostly women. “Here they come.” ¥rightful words! them from a young woman spoken to a very old woman whose arm she held a few paces from where he stood. Frightful yords! He caught his breath, and, more dreadfully Sabre caught upon his emotions, as the head of the colum ncame into sight, the band | Gwine to run all night, Gwine to| run all day. I bet my money on the bob-tail nag, Somebody bet on the bay! He never in his life had experl- enced anything so utterly frightful or imagined that anything could be His throat felt His eyes were filled, They file by file, Day! He scarcely could see them. They were march- ing at ease, thelr rifles slung. They seemed to be appallingly laden with studendous packs and multitudinous cquipment. A tin mug and God knows what else -besides swung and rattled about their thighs. The wom- en with them were running to keep up, and dragging children, and tretching hands into the ranks, and g—crying. . Doo-da! Doo-da! The Camp Town races are five miles long, Doo-da! Doo-da! Day! He thought, ‘“Damn that infernal music.” He wiped his eyes. This was impossible to bear ... Doo-da! Doo-da! A most frightful thing hap- pened. A boy broke out of the ranks and came running, all rattling and jingling with swinging accoutre- ments, to the old woman beside bre, put his arms around her a cried in a most frightful voice, “Mother! Mother!” And a sergeant, also rattling and clanking, dashed up and bawled with astounding ferocity, “Get back into the bloody ranks!" And the boy ran on, rattling. And the old woman collapsed prone upon the pavement. And the sergeant, as though his amazing ferocity had been the buttress of some other emo- tions, beat over the old woman and pattde her, rattling, and said, “That's all right, Mother. That's all right. I'll look after him. I'll bring him back. That's all right, Mother.” And ran on, jingling. Doo-da! Doo-da! Day! so utterfully frightful, bursting. were swinging past him, Doo-da! Doo-da! I The column passed and was gone. He could do nothing now. Iour o'clock in the morning. But he must do something now. He followed to the station. The men were entrain- ing. Presently his opportunity came in a sight of Colonel Rattray, who commanded the depot and was not going, nding for a minute alone. Sabre id, feeling extraordinarly embarrassed, “I say, Colonel, 1 want to get into this.” (Continued in Our Next Issue) That- fingerprints can be forged, thus throwing suspicion on the wrong persons, is a new theory in criminal investigations. 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