The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1851-09-12

am neither pickpocket nor highway
robber. am burglar, sir, by probes
sion, and we'll known to most Of the
lpolice.n ya
aDont you think, sir that I could as
conveniently listen to your confessions
with the key in the door2"
"You mistake me again, sir" said The
visitor. 81 have no intention 10 carry
of your key. But have something e
say, 10 which ! am determined yon shal
listen; and you'll excuse me If ! seem
rather impatient, and singular 10 my way
ofdoinq business, for don't choose tc
be inierrupied.n .a
"Go on, Mr.. Wood" said the editor
And Re threw himself back in his chair,
AaIfciosed his eyes, and through The
other half watched all The motions Of his
comMny. s
aMy name is Wood, ! am celebrated
as burglar. The police know il. But
we have mutual interest in supporting
each oiher Ifthere were no burglars
society would need no police. If there
were no police burglars would be toe
abundant. All would become burglars
and the business would be unprofitoble." !"
aCurious philosophy"
"Good as any other, sir, besides being
practical snd found upon acknowledged
social facts instead of intellectual the.
ories,n
"Well, well--go on"
ri robbed Mr.. Ms store. in
M--sireet, the other night. You
must have heard ofit. Seventeen thou.
sand dollars worth Of goods missing in
three hours. | Aatier myself that was q
nea. job creditable even 10 my liandi
work. ea aai
The editor started. i a
3 sob, it's all right, sir. The police
know il very well. But they have no,
the proof. They put therefore, one-balI
the reward offered in one private spot,
and in another, the next day all the mis-.
sing goods are found. This, you'll
is fair "6usiness transaction y
And as-tbe law must have victim. a
green.horn, whom | took into tho spec
ulaiiou with me to watch The door, gets
naobed BY the police, and goes 10 the
penitentiary 10 keep out of further bad
associations"
',Is possible" mused the editor
sBut did not came here to boast
And now after this preface, which you
will find necessary to enable you fully
10 comprehend my position, sir, let me
explain the purpose Of my visit. have
n family--a wife and three daughters. -
They are respectable, as the world calls
il. They eat well, drink well, dress
well, and were happy, until you sir, in
torfered with their felicity, and tried to
render them miserable"
II air, poohw said The startled editor
eyes sir,you-bu, indirectly of course.
My family did not share my ignom-
my. They passed in society by another
name, and having comfortable means.
were always welcomed by irDops Of
fiiends in every quarter. Yes sir, they
were Happy. And if ever | enjoyed
myselfin my life, il was in those mo.
menis when having completed some
professional job in Truly artistic manner,
| have gone home contented, and lis
tened to the endearing prat'le Of my
iight-hearted and innocent clildren."a
"You sir have put an end 10 all this
felicity. You have snatched from me
my only cup Of consolation. You have
plunged four unsuspecting and guiltless
creatures into anguish and distress; and
| have now come sir, to see if you have
the heart ofa man, or are disposed TO
sirew with poison The life path Of these
helpless beings, as an atonement for what
you may conceive my depredations upon
the comwunity?"
sIdon'.nnderstand you sir.n sa
II was temporarily arrested the other
dsy and discharged. The next day |
started off Tor Wilmington to place my
daughters at an elegant school. TO fit
them with the accomplishments society
deems indispensable. Ileft them there
went to- Baltimore--reiurned 10 Will
uningion. Atthe school | found your
paper. sir, and your reporter, not con-
tent with publishing my arrest, and
speaking Of me in terms calculated to
induce everybody to look upon me as q
leper, gave my alias--,he name under
which my family had lived SO long and
SO happily ,uns,ained with my professional
My daughters we're court
eou4Iy iurnedout OF school," .afs III
4 "When arrived here, ! discovered
that my wife had been compelled 10,
sbaDdon our home.-The ban was upon
us. We had no friends--no home
The finger Of scorn met US at every foot
step. And though | could well have
borne this mysely, il almost breaks my
heart 10 see my innocent wife and child
'en thus stricken down as it were, by
he lightning ofthe press, at my feet"
aUpon my soul, il is hatd!" exclaim.
sdthe editor.
I aHard, sir, could have killed you
,ut murder Is moi in nv line, and iBI