Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1874-05-27
What Happened the Dewberrys.

Mrs. Dewberry, wife OF James Dew
berry, is an exceedingly absent minded
woman, SO absent minded that she
sometimes forgets TO sew on her hus-
Bands buttons and mend his socks
though, as Mr.. Dewberry savagely re-
marks, (brutc that he is y she never
seems to forget when she ought to
have q new bonnet or gown, or thinks
she ought when ho don't, for Mr.. d. is
a man who docs not approve of too
much dress for woman.
They would get along splendidly
however, were il not for Mrs. Dew.
berry's little habit Of forgctfulness
and the additional fact that she il
somewhat deaf.
But just let me tell you what hap.
pened at the residence Of the Dewber-
ry's the other night, and feel sure
you will sympathize not only with
Mr.. Dewberry, but the unfortunate
Mrs. Dcwberry herself
Like all partially deaf persons, Mrs
Dowberry is forever laboring under
the delusion that she hears all descrip.
tion Of noises, and happening to wake
up last Thursday night about twelve
o'clock, became convinced, from sun.
dry imaginary sounds, that some one
was breaking into the house. She sal
up in bed and listened with both her
ears, one of which was little more
deaf than the other, and was sure tha,
some one was forcing an entrance
through the basement window. She
was dreadfully frightened; visions ol
masked robbers passed through hel
head. So, seizing her sleeping spouse
by the arm she shook him violently
screaming:
"James James wake up, Il say
There's robbers breaking in !"
"Wbat's tbati" exclaimed Mr.. Dew
berry starting up and ndrubbing his as
tonished eyes.
"Thcre's band of masked robbers
getting in at the basement window ?
answered Mrs. Dewberry in great ex
citement.
"Masked robbers p shouted her hus
band "Thunder p and with that h,
sprang out of bed, and snatching th,
night lamp, dashed down stairs, clat
only 10 his robe de mute. Whereupor
Mrs. d. instead Of hanging over th,
baluster to look after her husband, al
any other woman would have done
locked the door, covered herself heat
and all in the blankets and as he
husband did not come back as she OK
pected, forgot all about him and fel
asleep. Meanwhile Mr.. Dew berry, il
search of tho robbers, having arme,
himself with his cane, ,crept softly dowI
the basement stairs and peeped eau
tiously through the keybole of the din
ing room filled with masked men max
ing of with the silver. But no, th
apartment was empty; and thougl
he searched every room and listenc,
atNevery window and door he coul
find no trace of robbers. They nigh
be down stairs feasting on the con
tents Of the lardcr he had heard Q
such things, and acting on this sug
gestion he explored the cellar alsC
Notwithstanding the cold bricks froz
his bare feet. But there was no on
in the cellar either, unless they wer
sccrcted in the coal bin, and Mr.. Dew
berry, who, when he did q thing o
ways did it well, mounted up on tn
edge of the coal bin, and lamp in hant
peeped down into its grim Depths
Just as he had decided that there wa
: naught but coal in the bin, a gust {
!, wind from the cellar window blew ou
4 his light, and at the Same instant Nj
y Dewberry lost his balance and fe
head first into the coal bin. II is vi
necessary to state what he said whc
be found himself sprawling in tbs
, "boastly coal bin,' he called IL, but h
certainly did look rather peculiar whel
after procuring another light from th
kitchen, he gained his bed room doc
with his night shirt, face, feet an
hands blackened with coal dust.
To his surprise he found the doc
locked. He wrapped on it with h
knuckles, and pounded on IL with h
feet, but Mrs. Dewbcrry had gone
k sleep with her deaf ear uppermost, ,an
not a sound disturbed her pcaccfi
rest.
"Confound tho woman +! what am
a TO dow growled the victimixod Dov
berry, shivering with cold. He'd nj
stay there oil night--that he was d
} termined on. So no shouted an
banged and shook tho door until Mr.