The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1875-03-27
From the Detroit Free Press. J
Esrnsscr,s Son CInUdius.

Mr.. Brasser, who lives on Ninth avenue,
has son about twelve years old, named
Claudius, and the other evening this boy
received permission to allow neighbours
boy to stay all night with him The old
people sleep down stairs in the sitting
room, and the BOYS were put into a room
directly above. When they went up to bed
Claudius had the clothes.linc under his
coat, and the neighbours boy had a mask in
his pocket They didn't kneel down and
say their prayers like good boys and then
jump into the bed and tell bear stories, but
as soon as the door was locked the Brqsser
boy remarked
you'll see more fun around here to-
night than would lie on Il ten-acrc lot"
From n closet they brought out cast-oft
suit of Brasser's clothes, stuffed them with
whatever came handy, tied the mask and
an old straw hat 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 Baas-
ser was heard to leap out of bed with a
great Jar. llt WIS Just beginning 10 uOZG
when he heard sounds under his window,
and his wife suggested that it was COW in
the yard. He got up, pulled the curtain
away, and as he beheld a man standing
there, he shouted
"Great bottle but it's robber." and Inc
jumped into bed.
"Theodorius Brasser, are you a fool 2"
screamed the wife, as he monopolzed all
the bed-clothes to cover up his herd.
''Be quiet, you old jade, you!' he wills.
pered ''perhaps he'll go away :"
"Don't You call me a jade !" she replied,
reaching over and trying to find his hair.
"Git up and git the gun and blow his head
of !"
"Oh you do it -
''Git up, you old coward she snapped,
an never live with you another day if you
don't do it"
Brasser turned up the lamp. sat up in
bed, and cried out
SIS that you, boys z"
"Mercy on me git up :" yelled the
wife, as the straw man was knocked against
the window.
"Ill blow his head off 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 rusty mus
ket.
Now. 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 malignant cX-
preston of countenance, that BIasser
jumped back with cry of alarm.
"Kill him Shoot him down, you old
noodle-heGd ~ screamed the wife
81 will; by thunder, l will" replied
Brasser, and he blazed away, and tore ont
nearly all the lower sash
The boys up stairs uttered yell and
groan, and Brasser jumped for the window,
to see if the man was down. He wasut.
He stood right there, and he made a leap
at Brasser.
Giles coming in perlce boys no per-
lice !" roared the old man.
The tattered curtain permitted Mrs. Bras
ser TO catch sight of man jumping up and
down, and she Yelled
"Theodorius, I'm going TO taint!
"Faint and be darned! Boys perlice!'
he replied, wolloping the sheetiron stove
with the poker
''Don't you dare talk that way to me =
shrieked the old woman, recovering from
her desire to faint.
"Po-leece! Po-lcece" now came from
the boys up stairs, and, while one contn-
ued to shout, the other drew the man up,
tore him limb from limb, and secreted the
pieces.
Several neighbors were aroused, an OF
fcer came up from the station, and search
of the premises was made. Not so much
as track in the snow was found, and the
officer put on an injured look, and said to
Mr.. Brasser:
"A guilty conscience needs no accuser.
"That's so?" chorused the indignant neigh
bors, as they departed.
As Mr.. Br sser hung quilt before the
shattered window he remarked to his wife
Snow see what an old cundurange you
made of yourself!'
Don't fling any insults at me, or I'll
choke the attenuated life out of your" she
replied.
And the boys kicked around on the bed.
chucked each other in the ribs, and cried
! ard rather be boy than be President !"