The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-11-01
THE FAITHFUL DOG.
4 Story of Daring Burglary.
BY UNCLE TOBY.

The Messrs. Hubert kept very extern
sive jewelry establishment in one of our
large cities, and for better security of their
store against fire and other casualties they
employed one of their clerks to sleep in it
at night. The idea of their stores being
attacked by robbers was not for moment
entertained, but it was for other objects,
such as security against fire, and the like,
that young Loring, the clerk, slept there,
for he was not supplied with any weapons
to repel an attack of thieves. But one
dark, dreary night he was awakened by
singular noise which resembled that which
party of burglars might produce in an
attempt to enter the building, and looking
toward the back windows, he was soon
satisfied himself that one or more persons
were endeavoring as quiet as possible, to
effect an entrance at that quarter. They
had already removed part of the sash and
shutters with their cunnngly devised in
struments, and must have been at work
sometime before he was awakened.
Now young Loring regretted that he had
no weapon, but not through fear, that was
not characteristic of the young gentleman
but that he might pepper the rogues lit
tie. AT first he was determined to cry out
and arouse the watch, but as they had ad-
vanced so far before he was awake, he
thought he would drive them off by strata
gem. He slipped on his clothes quietly,
and approaching the spot where the
thieves were busy, he saw the hand of
one of them passed inside of the shutter
into the store, in its owners endeavors to
guide small haldsaw with which he was
cutting a small aperture for his body to
pass through.
Young Loring attempted to chop off the
hand with small hatchet that lay hard by
but he refrained and bethought himself of
a powerful preparation of caustic vitrol
and other penetrating stuffs that were used
in the testing Of the purity of silver and
instantly into the flesh and produce poi
sonous sore in ten minutes time. He eau
tiously dropped a little upon the burglar S
hand, an awaited the result.
BILL at length exclaimed the burglas to
his comrade, 1--we got cursed burning on
the back of my hand. It's so sore can
hardly work the saw. Phew! how it
smarts! / guess I've cut it with the saw.
Hold the dark lantern here
Fudge! replied his companion, 'change
hands then, but don't stop
Take the saw yourself then! / cam
stand this paint
And while the discomftted burglar with
DIR ew to groan ovel his supposed cut, the
other took his place with the saw, and in
a moment after received few drops Of the
fiery liquid upon the back of his hand, anC
was soon groaning with agony.
Curse this saw, it has cutme too! groan
ed the second thief
And after sundry oafhs mutually exchang
ed, until the first and worst attack of pain
was over, they renewed the attempt tt
make an entrance.
The clerk permitted them to go on :
while uninterruptedly, knowing that at any
moment he could stop their efforts by cry
ing out, but he hoped to hear some watch
man passing the front of the store upor
whom he could call 20 secure the rogues
and he resolved to wait for this until l
would do to wait no longer. Butsoon th'
burglars had so much enlarged the hol
that they would shortle be able to enter !
themselves.