The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-01-21

took pleasure in insisting that there was
nobody at home. l descended the steps
went around to the back gate, and succeed
ed in loosening the hook that confined it,
with my pen-knife. All was as silent as
elsewhere the servants must be gone Jip
must be gone. "What the deuce is in it
all ?" | muttered impatiently.
Perhaps Mrs. George had postponed her
silver cleaning till afternoon and had gone
to the matinee but where were the ser
wants?
There was fortunately window at the
back part of the house that could be un-
fastened from the outside. The contriv-
ance was one of my own, and nobody was
in the secret but myself. I opened the
window, and had just fastened my knee
comfortably on the stone coping when a
heavy hand grasped my el@w.
noticed something suspicious, and fol-
lowed you, you rascal Are you not asham-
ed-a man looking like gentleman break
ing into house like common thief"
The fellow held me in his grasp as if it
were vice. looked over my shoulder.
A star blazed on the wretch's blue-coated
breast there was guilt number ON his
cap, his breath smelled of-but we won't
mention that his nose was turn-up, his
hair was little reddish-this is original
and the whole contour of the man, told
of his Paul Pry instinct. l felt my eyes
flash, my cheeks burn, and mentally re-
solved, after crushing and cutting, to put
my unlucky hat that had led me into all
these.scrapes, into the kitchen stove.
What do you wish, sir?' exclaimed
with as much dignity and severity as my
very peculiar and cramped condition would
no thief, but the lawful owner of No. 1440.
My name is Haynes Robert Haynes go
round and look at the door-plate."
"None of your blather, young man."
said the officer sternly, "you've scrutiniz-
ed that door-plate pretty thoroughly. l
have had my eyes on you for some time"
"You don't know what you are talking
about Let me get down, sir" said hotly.
81 tell you am Mr.. Haynes, Robt. Haynes,
law office on Cooper street. shall not con-
descend to explain to you how happened
not to have the key of my own front door.
You have only to accompany me to Judge
Holt's on the right here, aud ask any men,
ber of the family whether l am or am not
Mr.. Robert Haynes"
every well got off young gentleman, but
you must allow me to take your arm"
81 am not in the habit of walking arm
in arm with policeman, said haught-
lily.
"Thon I shall be obligi to arrest you
for suspicious conduct" @responded pre-
pairing the way for action.
There was nothing for it but to submit
to have his blue sleeve passed through my
black one, and proceeded to the residence
of the Judge to find out if was-myself.
We had hardly passed to the sidewalk
when fortunately, the judge himself came
along.
"Hello, Haynes ~ he cried, and then
glanced at the figure at my side.
" / am to be arrested foI breaking into
my own house." l said returning his salu-
tation. The policeman had suddenly
dropped my arm, as if it burned him. The
old judge who relished joke, burst into a
guffaw which brought the neighbors to
their windows.
By-the-way," said the judge when he
had recovered himself, "you had better
keep your friend of the star in tow. My
wife spoke to me about your housekeeper
this morning said she went away in car
riage, and took more bundles than she
brought when she came here.'
My heart beat almost andibly. Could
this gentle browed, low-voiced woman of
whom had thought in connection with a
diamond engagement ring, be vile enough
to deceive me, to despoil me? The sup
position was too dreadful.
81 counsel you toattempt another raid, y
he added. Perhaps Johnny here will
} give you boost y and he laughed again
, " 1t may all be the purest conjecture OF
my wife's part you know. Ladies are ap
} to be suspicious of housekeepers. Ha ha
t ha ha p
: Itmight be all mistale 1t was mistake
{ repeated, almost furiously to myself
Mrs. George, that quiet moving, perfect.
/; lady-like person; Mrs. George, who's
+ lightest step had sometemes set my pulse
/ huttering of whom / had dreamed dar
: not say how oftcn; whose superb eyes
"a swan-like throat, and stately presence
9 had admired untold of times--she to de