The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1875-04-07
BRAssERs son CLAupIus.

Mr Brasser, who lives on Ninth avenue,
hos q son about twelve years old. named
landins,, add the other evening this boy
received permission to allow d neighbours
| hoy to stay all night with him. The old
people sleep down stairs in the sitting
fpon, and the boys We're put into room
directly above. When they went up to
ied ciaadias fad tie clothes-lines under
Nj coat aud the neighbor's boy had d
Isrsl < 10 his pocket. They didn'f kneel
down aud say their prayers.like good boys
and then jump into bod and tell bear sto-
RES but Us soon as the do or was locked he
Brasser boy remarked
You II see more fun around here to-
night than would lie on ten acre lotT
From closet they brought out u cast-otf
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 tie sitting-room window, lifted
up and down once or twice, and Did Bras
ser was heard to leap out Of bed with q
great jar. lie was just beginning TO doze
when be heard sounds under his window,
aud bis wife suggested il was COW in the
yard. He got up. pulled the curtain a.
way. and as lie bebeld man standing
there be shouted out. filiNa tsas Al Fl
Great bottles but its robber ! and
be jumped into bed.
Theodorius Brasser, are you fool? 2
screamed bis wife. as be nonopolized all
the ed.clothes. to cover up bis head.
Be quiet you old jade, you !, he whis-
pered; perhaps he'll 60 awayr
Don't you call me . jade 7 she replied.
reaching over and trying to 6ud his hair.
Git ap aud git the gun and blow his head
off,
oh! you doitr
Git up you old coward. she snapped !.
IN never liyewith you another day il
you don't doitp
Brasser turned up the lamp, sat up in
bed, and cried out:
'Isthat you, boys? Yas
Mercy on me git upl yelled the wife,
as the straw man wis shocked against the
window. ~
I'll blow bis head of Us clean as mix 7
said Brasser, ina loud voice. as he got up.
lie struck the stove three or four times,
upset chair. and reached behind the foot
Of the bed and drew out an old army mus
ket. asa
Now, then. for Blood r lie continued,
as he advanced to the window aud lifted
the curtain.
The man was there face close to the
glass, and lie had such malignant expires.
sion Of countenance that Brasser jumped
back with a.cry Of alarm.
Kill himi Shoot him down. you old
noodle-head /! screamed the wife.
will-by thunder | will !! replied
Bnsser. and he blazed away, and tcre out
nearly al the lower sash.
The boys upstairs uttered yell and a
groap, and Brasser jumped for tue window
to see ii the man was down. \ lie wasn't.
lie stood right there, and be made leap
al Brasscr N.@ u
He's coming ini-perlice - boys ho
uerlice T rOared the old man.
The iattered curtain permitted Mrs.
Brasser 10 catch sight Of man Jumping up
and down. and she yelled:
'Theodorious, I'm going to faint !
.Fsin't ard be darned Boys!-psr-
ice = be replied. wollOping the sheet-iron
stove with the poker.
Don't you talk that way TO me II
sLrieked the old woman recovering from
tie desire to faint.
.po.leeee 20 lcece 7 now came from
the boss upstairs. and while one contin.
ued 10 shout tho other drew tie man up.
tore bin limb from limb aud secreted tho
pieces.
Several neighbors were aroused. an off,
Ger came mp from the station, aud search
Of the premises was made Not 80 much
Is a track ID Tie snow was found and the
officer put on au injured look, and said 20
Mr. Brasser:
'Aguilty conscience needs no aeeuser.
el'hats 50 chorused the indignant
neighbors. Is they departed.
As Mr. Brasser hung quilt before The
shattered window lie remarked 10 bis wife !:
Now sec what an cd cuadaraBgo you
made Of yoursclfl'
Don't cling any insults ~ rne, Or III
choke the atseHpaied life out Of you she
replied.
And tie boys kicked arorhd on tie bed,
chucked each other in The ribs. and cried /:
I'd ratheFbc boy than be a Prcsi.
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