Kenosha tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1855, 1855-05-24
NUMBER 40.
The Man in the Chimney.

ing, as aninelcent happening the other night
at the Empire House, in that city.
WHowAs SoLD?-'Help! help!-Iam suf-
locating! Get me Quit quckl-quickl or
shall die!'
Suchwere the words uttered in sepulchraI
tones that resounded thro' some OF the a.
par!ments OF the Empire House, after the
boarders had retired to their beds lastn. -yb..
Otcourse they struck terror thro' the souls
OF the sympathetic inmates, and aroused
their dormant energies TO instant inyestga-
ton as TO the source from whence the Sc Il nds
proceeded. Men rushed to the windows,
and undressed women TO the halls Bells
were rung ana servants and guests iolned
in the search.
Help! help tear down the housed Get
me out! continued the same mysterious
voice
Who are you? Where are YOU? What
shall we do? Where can we find you?' were
the lnterrogatorics uttered by the bewilder-
ed searcherS in as many different parts Of
the house
Here, in the misunderstanding suffo-
eating, head foremost down the chimney
Do get me out!'
From room to room, and hall TO hall the
phlianthrpists rushed calling to the uafos-
tunaie to be patient. and they woudeytr
cate HIM as soon as possible. A dozen sLovs
pipes were removed and mouths were appli-
cd to the smoke holes, inquiring the where
abouts of the he pless being, vino could nos
be expected to hold out lon. in such dam
gerous position. But still the voice wsa
from a distance
1T is higher np, said one
lie must be lower down. said an,ther.
lie is in the top Of the chimney, said
third; and away they rushed to the stair
case, and speedily the male members Of the
house stood on the roof of the Empire, in,
curing at the tops Of the different chimnevs.
'Where'are you?' timidIy inquired one u
the females, en- dishabiNe, cautiously veniur-
ing near The chimney hole in her room.
Down here, close by the woman, replied
the voice.
Theinquirsl he'd down stairs, her ste o.
FASTENED 10y the piteous appeals of the suf.
ferer for help.
He must be towards the next room,' said
another.
Why don't they get him out? uttered IL
delicate voice, whose owner had not dared
to venture out of her room before.
is it man?
is it a woman
Who is it?
What is it?' passed in quick succession
from one to another, aad seneralalarm and
CONSERVATION prevailed, amid which the be-
wlldered woman heard some one say, 1t is
Phile Rust's ghostn
I'm dying, dying. dying, family mutter-
cd the mysterious voice, and the death rat
tie was heard, as tho the poor victim was
about 10 give up the ghost.
Courage. man! Wen have you outl---
Here, take hold ofthis rope, and the search
ers on the house-top let down u long rops.
procured for the purpose.
All now was IN a state of excitement uu.
surpassed. The anxious searchers Needed
not the cold night wind. Their work was
one Of mercy. and like true hearted men.
they were determined that no effort should
be spared 10 rescue human being from
such an awful fate if possible
CAM reach t!' family echoed the voice,
and lower down went the rope.
More rope, little more Yeti and the
hearts OF the reseuers leaped for Joy, and
their spirits rose in anticipation of su ;cess.
while all gathered closer, prepared to lend
their energies for "a long pull, a strong pull
and pull all together
"A little more rope, implored the suffer
er, but alas! the whole length Of the rope
had been let down. A few minutes, howev-
er, suttced to procure another, which after
splicing, was let down I'll the voice respond
ed Enough! There, now pull'
Cautiously and with pal plating hearts,
the searchers commenced raising the rope
yards and wards of the fibrons manutae-
ture were raised, but there was 10 wcinhs
at the end.
What is the matter? He is not onl' re-
marked the director OF ceremonies.
He must be dead and let CO. was the
reply.
'iiolIo,' yelled some one down the chiu-
ney.
Hello! was returned from the lowest
depths.
Why don't you take hold of the roper
I'm QUIT Who is sold?' came back accom-
panied with loud laugh.
The searchers could not believe their ears.
and some one remarked, We've been hoax.
ed-regularly soldn
All hands at once gave up the search.
which had continued nearly an hoar, and
made their way down stairs, when they
discovered tina: waggish fellow in one vi
the stores on the first floor had caused the
great commo,ion the Empire through"
by poking his head into the stove and talk
ing up the chimney until he got tired and
thought it time to go to bed. A more sue
cessful hoax has seldom been played upon
a household. Is lie hoaxer Know Meth
ing?
JUMPED OvERBoARD.-Ibe Milwaukee
Sentinel says: A man, said TO be a native
OF Lancashier, England, jumped overheard.
andw drowned, from the steamer Arctic.