The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1875-03-18
THE TRIBUNE.
BRAssBR's SON CLAUDTUs.
The Fun Ee Made for Neighbor's Bog
Disturbing the Old Folks---A
Good shot-.smashing Glass and
Arorsing a Policeman.

avenue, has q son about twelve years ola
named Claudius, and the other evening
this boy received permission to allow a
neighbours boy to stay all night with
him. The old people sleep down stairs
In the sitting-room, and the boys were
put into room directly above. When
they went up to the bed Claudius had
the clothes-l;ne under his coat, and the
neighbor's boy had mask in his peck
ct. They didn't kneel down and say
their prayers like good boys and then
Jump into bed and tell bear stories, but
as soon as the door was locked the Bras
ser boy remarked:
you'll see more fun around here
tonight than would lie on ren-acre
lot !"
From closet they brought out
castoff suit of Brassers clothes, stuffed
them with whatever came handy, tied
the mask and an old strawhat on for
head, and while one boy was carefully
raising the window the other was tying
the clothes-line around the ''man. The
image was lowered down in front OF the
sitting-room window, lifted up and
down once or twice, and old Brasser was
heard to leap out of bed with great
lar. He was just beginning to doze when
he heard sounds under his window, and
he suggested that it was a COW Ii the
ward. He got up, pulled the curtain
away, and as he beheld q man standing
there he shouted out:
ssGreat bottles! but it's arobber!" and
he jumped into bed.
s'Theodorius Brasser, are you fool!''
s screamed the wife as he monopolized all
the bedclothes 10 cover bis head.
':Be quite, you old jade, you'll he
whispered; perhaps he'll go away!'
Don't you call me a jade!" she replied,
reaching over and trying to find his hair.
ssGit up and git the gun and blow his
head off!
'Cu, you oio IL!
''Git up, you old coward she snap
ped. ssT'n never live with you another
day if you don't do it!'
Brasser turned up the lamp, sat up in
bed, and cried out:
els that you, boys?''
ssMercy on me! git up!'', yelled the
wife as the straw man was knocked
against the window.
sI'll blow off his head as clean as
milk" said Brasser in a loud voice as he
got up. He struck the stove three or
four times, upset a chair, and reached
behind the foot of the bed and drew out
an old army musket.
'sNow, then, for blood!' he continued,
as he advanced to the window and lifted
the curtain.
The man was there, face close to the
glass, and he had such a malingant ex-
preston of colntenance that Brasser
jumped back with cry of alarm.
XIII him. Shoot him down, you
old noodIe-head - screamed the WIFE
81 wildly thunder I will p replied
Brasser, and he blazed away, and tore
out nearly all the lower sash.
The boys up stairs uttered yell and
a groan, and Brasser jumped for the
window to see if the man was down.
He wasn't He stood right there, and
he made leap at Brasser.
''Hes coming inI-perlice boys :
no .-perlice - roared the old man.
The tattered curtain permitted Mrs.
Brasser to catch sight of a man jumping
up and down, and she yelled:
''Theodorous, I'm going to faintt''
Faint be darned Boys ,-perlice p
he replied, wolloping the sheet iron
stove with the poker.
Don't you dare talk that way to me
shrielzed the old woman, recovering
from her desire to faint.
sPo-Ieece! Poleece :" now came from
the boys up starts, and while the one
continued to shout, the other drew the
man up, tore him from limb to limb, and
secreted the pieces.
Several neighbors were aroused, an
officer came up from the station, and a
search of the premises was made. Not
so much as a track in the snow Was
found, and the officer put on an injured
look and said to Mr. Brasser:
"a guilty conscience needs no aecus-
err
That's so' chorused the indignant
neighbors as they departed.
AS Mr.. Brasso~ hung a guilt before
the shattered window he remarked TO
his wife
s'Now see what an old cunderango
you made of yourself!',
''Don't fling any insults at me, or III