Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1873-09-09

IGHT SCENE IN DINBURv.

MIR. and Mrs. Lunwicker, of South Main
street, burn gas their bedroom all night.
1t is sort OF company for them, besides be-
ing convenience in case anything should
happen. One midnight, last week, MRS.
lunwicker awoke and discovered that the
room was shrouded in darkness, and
thought she detected noise. Half-awake
that unfortunate man jumped out of bed
in absence OF any settled plan Of action
and ran against an open bureau drawer,
and screamed "murder.r Then he light
ed the gas, and revealed to the astonished
gaze OF both an open bureau and dis
ordered contents. Mrs. Lunwicker sprang
ont of bed at this sight and dashed ner-
vously to the place where she kept her
watch and chain. They were gone. She
drew up her mouth just as a woman does
when she thinks she ought to whistle and
knows she can't, drove headlong into the
receptacle for her jewelry. Behold that
also was gone. Terrified by her losses
she screamed Sarah" Sarah is q young
cousin visiting the family. At the sound
of the name Mr. Lunwicker became sud
denly aware that due Difference for Sa-
rahs society demanded more attention to
his wardrobe than he had yet been able
| to give it, and dashed around the room
for his pants, ravenously scratching both
of his hips with his hands, just as man
always does when he is bare-legged and
excited. Just as he secured the pants
and made a hopeless effort to shove one
leg into them, Sarah was heard at the
door.
Come in," shouted Mrs. Lunwicker.
''What are you doing, you crazy woman ?"
hissed Lunwicker, as his foot caught in
the lining and refused to bulge an inch
further, and he bounded around on one
leg, and madly endeavored to extricate
himself from dreadful dilemma. Then
Sarah's voice was heard asking that the
door be unlocked, and Mrs. Lunwicker,
crazed by her loss, and unheeding the
terrified expression of Mr.. Lunwicker's
face, darted to the door. keep away,
keep away" screamed Mr.. Lunwicker. in
half suppressed voice, as the awful
atrocity of his wifes action flashed
upon him. But her hand was on
the key. and seeing that she was
determined to let Sarah in, he attempted
to throw himself against the door and
prevent her. but tripped on the pantaloon
legs and came down on the floor ON his
back, and, as the only resort rolled under
the bed. Then the door opened and Sarah
cdIlc III, anu NIS. LuuWlChCT UuTSt IutO
tears, and sobbed out on account of her
loss, while the miserable man lay under
the bed, perspiring at every pore, and hy-
sterically striving to get his legs into his
pants. where's John?" said Sarah, with
dreadful look of innocence; 'Is he after
the burglars?" groan came from under
the bed. Mrs. Lunwicker dropped down
on her hands and knees and stared under
there Here he is, Sarah," she said,
perfectly oblivious to the facial contortion
Mr.. Lunwicker was making to intimidate
her into silence. 80, Sarah" said she
with fresh outburst of grief, " do come
here and tell him he ought to go after the
burglars At this awful proposition from
his wife, Mr. Lunwinker, who was now
fully convinced that she had irretrievably
and forever lost her reason, passionately
shrieked $50 away, you mad woman,
clear out, both of you, or l. will come
right out there in my bare legs" At this
threat Sarah screamed and ran, and Mrs.
Lunwicker, not knowing what to do, ran
after her. Then the miserable man
crawled out from his concealment and
pulled on his pants, and was tucking in
the night shirt when his wife returned,
looking very sheepish. and said, "Oh,
John, it was Sarah" ""What's thatf" said
Mr. Lunwicker, staring with frightful ve-
hemence at his wife, sit was Sarah that
did it. It's one of her Jokes" 90" said
John Yes said Mrs. Lunwicker "she
Just did it for sport" Darn Sarah" said
John, gratefully, as he proceeded to pick
the feathers and bits of curled wool from
his hair.-Dan6ury NeaCs. 4as