Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1865-06-22

want had already lghted the gas, ana open
cd the register.
"Creation ' cried Mr.. Pollard, it's hot.
ter than the trophies How do you fix this
darned thing, Peggy, to cool it OFF,
IL don't know" cried his wife, "Ill ring
for Jane"
1.-The deuce you will, said Mr.. Pollard
glancing at his scant attire, "you 20 to bed
-Tll manage it. I'll set the sink over the
hole, and that will keep tho heat out. All
right"
Put cut the gas, said mis- wife, from the
Put out the dickens |" cried her hus.
band, angrily; here I've blowed and blow
ed, till I'm fit to burst, and the cofounded
thing only dances away the faster | cant
snuff il out, neither wouldn't give a
taller dip for million of these iiggersl"
Turn it of" advised Mrs Pollard.
Turn it indeed Where II you turn it
to, / wondsr2 HAP I've done it I've
switched it out with my seevel"
wall, don't git into bed with your hands
smutty; wash 'em; there's hot and cold
water, you know. Such a convenience"
Jupiter Ammon I've took the skin off
from that hand Why the waters billing !
III try the cold-zounds how it smarts /"
and muttering to himself, Mr.. Pollard COM
peted his ablution and got into bed.
Sometime in the night Mrs. Pollard
awoke. She felt chilly and damp, She put
her hand out and felt only water.
The Lord of mercyp' screamed she.
Wake up, Miah there's flood it's got
clean up in the chamber, and we shall ali
be drowndid to death Git up and light a
Eghtp
Mr. Pollard jumped in, then out again,
propelled by vigorous kick from his better
half.
What in creation is it?" cried he, dash
ing about in the vain attempt to find his
clothes. 'Ah, ah it's just struck me.
didn't fix that water spout right after |
washed my hands | remember couldn't
stop it from running Confound the con-
yenience And there amt no matches, nor
candle Well, | caan find my way; I'll go
down to the kitchen and get pail and pail
us out"
He reached the top of the stairs safely,
took step forward, and brought up in the
hall below on his head, which felt as if
whole cotton factory had set up its machin-
cry inside of it,
Directly he recovered himself, and pro.
ceeded on his way. He went into the kitch-
en-, found the pail, and turned to 60 back.
The door was fast. He pulled and kicked
it with all his might but only wasted his
strength. Then he remembered that all
the doors in the house had spring locks, and
he had elected to take out the key when
he came in, so, of course, he was a prisoner.
Pollard was mad. 1t was bad enough to
be wet through without prospect of get
ting Immediately dried, but to stand there
on the cold floor in a January night, with
no garment but his robe de nuit, was little
too much.
He halloed and kicked and banged among
the pots and kettles and tin pans. He
shouted murder and thieves at the top of
his voice, and knocked his worst corn
wretchedly against the range.
Maddened by the pain, he seized the pe-
ker and flew at the grated widows, through
which he soen made whele large enough
to shout murder out Of
In moment policcmau's rattle was
heard, and directly quite force of stars
c0ngregated outside the window.
What's the row ?" queried policeman.
What do you mean by kicking up such
row this time of nightp'
Pollard threw kettle Of apple-saucs at
his head, but the grating prevented its ta-
king effect.
Desperate fellow inside there" mutter-
ed the policeman. ITS best to be cautious;
| VIC Sct lutO
"Let me ont ol I'll be the death of the
desperate. "1'll sheet every mothers son
of yep'
Pollard Pollard Miah |" called Mrs.
Pollard, from the, entry, 'do come What
in the world is the matter?" The house is
full ofthieves, and murderers. Pve heard
'em yelling for an hour"
''Let 'em yell and be blasted I'll be the
death of the whole Of 'em if you don't let
me out of this"
Don't kill anybody; its wicked. Re-
member the commandment |" entreated
Mrs Pollard.
Open the door /" roared a policeman
from the outside.
open it yourself!" cried Nehemiah" I"
what are you doing in there p
"Nene of your business |" said our hero.
Burst it in, commanded the police, and
after short struggle the door flew from
the hinges, and the light Of bulls eye
penetrated the place.
"That's the villain seize him |" said the
leaders, ON with the bracelets never mind
what he says. Well show him and all the
others Of his style that he cannot break into
peoples houses and steal with impunity;;'",
II tell you [ am in my own house |"
|
out of the whole of ye, if ye don't make
yourselves skeerce! Peggy Peggy come
and help me p
The Kitchen door few open, and Peggy's
yellow flannel night-cap appeared.
oh, LOrdyl" cried she, 81 can't come
in afore all them men with my night cap
on. Wait minnit till fix my head.
Nehemiah had seized long handled fry
ing,pan, and was laying about him with a
will.
The leader OF the police began to see the
point. He brought the lantern to bear on
Oh the face of our friend
Il beg your pardon, Esquire Pollard; it
was all mistake"
Esquire Pollard laid down his weapon
and the two shook hands.
Its all owing to the confounded house, +"
said Nehemiah. II don't know no more
about the the new-fangled things than the
man in the moon, But Pye got some first
rate cognac in the cellar You'll keep dark
Mr.. Police"
Upon honor, Squire"
"Mr Pollard had the locks taken off his
doors and the water pipes removed the
next day. He has lived in his own house
nearly year now, but he carries ''talow
| dip" to bed with him, and washes his hands
n IL 4. Il. l.