The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1874-04-18
Sit down, wait the idea was prepos-

Sit down! wait ! the idea was prepos-
ferrous.
"Send them Immediately they come,"
said 1, giving my address and hurrying
away.
Sarah Jane is usually very sensible for
woman; butI must confess / was pro-
voked with her, for the first thing she said
to me when got home was:
t'John. the house has been so very quiz
ct. Don't you think it might have been
cats?"
Of course didn't harbor the idea for a
minute, but the house was very quiet, and
/ concluded that, on the whole, / had bet
ter find out what was really happening.
I confess it required some courage. I took
the bed-key have already mentioned and
the bedroom poker in one hand, and with
a candle in the other wentand peeped over
the stairs. The parl0r floor was quiet.
The burglars, whoever they were, were
still in the basement.
descended cautiously to the kitchen
stairs. heard them whispering when /
got that far. hid my candle and put my
head forward, holding the door at the foot
of the stairs on crack. Through the
glass door of the kitchen saw them.
Cats, indeed Sarah Jane's cats were
six feet high at least. One of them wore
negro's mask, and one black fur muf-
fer. Both were partly pushed back, and
under the black fur saw, without the
shadow of doubt, Broadspoon's leering
face-Broadspoon, who had given me his
word that he should be at jerks. They
held between them the silver tea-urn, pre-
sented to me by the x. Y. @. Society, and
I know not what else. [ shut the
door softly and flew upstairs on tip
toes.
"What is it?,' said Sarah Jane.
Burglars, said I, with the quiet of
desperation.
s'And Broadspoon is one of them.
think you'll trust me next time. I'm ney-
er mistaken ina mans face"
Somebody must let the police in when
they come.
'!I'n go down and wait for them,'' said
I, "and Sarah Jane, hunt up the latch
key"
And having been probably heard on the
stairs, [ did not dare to go down there
again. The descent from the balcony had
been easy. Irepeated it. go
| No sooner had / reached the ground
than dark, shadoWy figure emerged from
| the basement.
Broadspoon," said I.
"No spoon at all, ;" said rough voice
ssLet me go,n said I. so, it's the police
| I'm so glad you came! The burglars are
insiie.n tried to release myself from the
mans grasp.
on can't come that game over me, ,
said he.
"But Pm the master of the house."
$50 in, then," said he giving me push
'sSarah James got the latch-key," sale
/ [, g Let me 90 up and get it.. ~
"Come noW,n said he, +" enough of that
I've got you. Come along," and he blew
] a heastlv whistle
In spite Of all my struggles / was over
powered and borne to the station, in my
| India-rubber boots, with my wife's water
proof cloak, and no end of flannel wrap
per, not to mention the tasseled night-cap
They had hustled me into room, ant
were waiting for some one to take me away
when heard voices outside, jerks, of al
persons, and Sarah Jane.
Its john" said Sarah Jane, sobbing
f"Please let him out"
"Can't you let him go?'' said jerks
"I'm responsible citizen, and I'll make
all right in the morning"
"Must be locked up tonight" said tn
guardian of the law.
4 "But it's all mistake" pleaded Saral
Jane. sit was a masquerade surpris
party, and two of them came first, and Johl
thought they were burglars. O, let hin
out, out / shall die!"
She didn't die, and they did let me on
when they got good and ready in the morn
ing, and there was masquerade surprise
4 party at my house while sleptin the dun
geon. They broke my dishes and groun
dirt into my carpet and dented my silver
Worse than all, I was reported as havini
got into some trouble with the police.
As for that rubbish story of Broadspoo
coming first with the wine and to get tn
table ready, my wife may believe it if sh
likes. / know he says so.