The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1875-07-15

empty and the bed smooth aud uuloueb.
ed
George Harry exclaimed Rdph IN
Amusement, what does this meanf aud be
threw the rays Of the light into every
corner, but be found 40 one
What are you doing3 What Is the mat.
ter, Ralpbg said son voice behind tim.
Is that you, Polly hc said, turning
quickly.
Yes, il Is me, said Polly What have
you been doing? heard a noise Ike a
cannon going of and dressed myself and
hurried down stairs TO sec what the mat
ter Was
Matter enough, Polly. There is man
in the house amer fathers money and |
came here afler Uncle Dick, but be !. not
here.
Where is the man7 said Polly, uety.
ously.
He Is IN the study, aud he gave her =
history of the last half hour.
Why she exclaimed at the end, do
you not see the burglar in your Uncle
Dick?
Uncle Dick2 said Ralph, rather bewil-
dered
Yes, said Polly, only he aiut !
thought he didn't look like the Dick Cra-
mer used to know.
You are right, cried Ralph, a light
breaking in upon him, lie pretended he
was Uncle Dick so as to get the money,
but he got more than lie bargsined for,
he added, triumphantly.
The gray light of morning was slowly
breaking in the east, and the clouds rap.
idly rolling away, the snow lay piled IN
pure white drifts 10 the yard aud road T,
Ralph and Freddie stood at the window
anxously watching for their father.
Papa's coming at last, cried Freddie,
joyfnIIy.
At last, said Bell, starting up aud
glancing with shudder in the direction
of the study.
He's got another man with him Uncle
Dick, III bet, said Ralph as be watched
the horse struggling through the snow
drifts.
They soon entered the yard, and after
putting the horse up, came in.
Father! Papal Burglar! such were
the exclamations that greeted the Judge
as he entered the room.
How what! he exclaimed, aud then
as his ear caught the world burglar, he
stepped quickly into the study, the rest
crowdiug after.
The window, which was near the
ground, was open; on the floor was a
black wig, false whiskers, and a heavy
gray overcoat The papers of the desk
were piled in confused heap and the
money gone.
There were spots of blood on the ar
pet and on the window, and the Judge
and his brother, for il was the real Uncle
Dick this time, followed the tracks in the
snow and soon came to sheltered spot
beside the road, where the burglar had
evidently hitched his horse aud came the
rest of the way on foot.
They went back to the house and cx-
amined the coat. In the inside breast
pocket they found an account book with
the name w. AndrilI on the fly leaf; in
side was note against the Judge for six
thousand dollars, and on the back Of the
note was scribbled the folowing
Judge-l thought TO disguise myself,
come here and get your money, come
again tomorrow and present my note;
but your cursed boy checkmated me, and
with my shoulder full of shot, the game
is up
ANDRILL.
The Judge sent to Norton immediate
ly, but Andril had disappeared, aud as
the Judge had his note he suffered no
loss; but years after, when Ralph had
grown TO be man, and married, when
the Judge's little grandson would beg
a story, he would take him on bis knee
and tell him ,f Ralpl's midnight ad5cH-
ture.