Ghost of the glacier and other tales . rtune the great weight of the forceswe had raised seemed to have tilted the earth downward tothe north, and the reinforcements came with less haste. Oneday these reserxes began a retreat. It was evident that weof the van were to be deserted. Still the South Wind andthe Sun pelted us each day more fiercely than before. There was for us no alternative. We began the backward movement was much more rapid, for ourenemy was growing stronger. It seemed that we were to beannihilated. We determined to make one more stand. Back to our GHOST OF THE GLACI
Ghost of the glacier and other tales . rtune the great weight of the forceswe had raised seemed to have tilted the earth downward tothe north, and the reinforcements came with less haste. Oneday these reserxes began a retreat. It was evident that weof the van were to be deserted. Still the South Wind andthe Sun pelted us each day more fiercely than before. There was for us no alternative. We began the backward movement was much more rapid, for ourenemy was growing stronger. It seemed that we were to beannihilated. We determined to make one more stand. Back to our GHOST OF THE GLACIER. aid came the reserves, and once again the tide of battlechanged. We held our ground. Again we moved forward Twas the- saiiK story as of old—the steady advanceagainst odds that mowed us down; the building of fortifi-cations, only to liave them torn and rent by the blood of ourslain — and again the retreat. Our second advance never reached the old firing line ;the second retreat went on through centuries. OLD LAKK It was during the second desperate battle that I met myfate. 1 was in the very van, leading on that forlorn hope. About me ourforces were melt-ing away underthe fierce on-slaught of thevSouth Wind andthe Sun. Theirforces poured inupon us legionupon legion. Theycut and slashedw i t h invisibleweapons upon ourfront and uponeach wing of ourline. I was leading on in that awful strife, striving only toadvance, thinking never to retreat. Before I realized it theenemy had surrounded me and my retreat- was cut off. Proud in my great strength I deigned not to retreat. 1moved defiantly forward, though surrounded constantly bythe foe. Sadly did the enemy harass me. Each day theyattacked me from all sides, their fierce darts ever wearingme away. I felt myself growing weaker. I knew tiiat thepersistent attacks of the foe must some day encompass mydestruction. Still I progressed with stateliness and dignity. Only oncedid T deign to show to my foes the desperat
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