The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-10-22


shoes, till gained the door of the tele-
graph Office. All was dark there, and L
dared not strike a match.
listened, and then, leaving the door
open, groped my way to the well-known
desk and gave the signal for C. 1
could hear my heart throbas waited for
the answer. 1t came. Still working in
the dark, sent this message:
Burglars in the Baysville Bank
vault Watchman gagged and bound
Can you send help ?"
Again the agony of suspense in listen
ing, but at last the sound reached me:
Will send help Immediately"
L crept to the head of the staircase,
afraid the clear ring of the instrument
had been heard in the vault, but no one
came upstairs. The windows of the
telegraph office faced the street, so re-
turned, bolted myself in, and sat down
to watch.
The town clock gave one resonant
stroke, breaking the deep silence, and no
signs of life were visible in the long
stretch of road leading to c.. was
numb with cold, wishing heartily that I
had left Toms basket under the stair
case, thinking regretfully of my own
cosy bed, when l heard afar off the
sound of horses feet.
No sister Anne, in Bluebeard's tower.
then. Would the burglars take the
alarm
The building made a corner of two
streets, and | saw eight mounted men
dash up the road, separate, and while
four dismounted in front, four went to
the rear.
The burglars were unprepared for this
flank movement, for while the police in
the front were laundering at the main
entrance, the robbers rushed to the rear
basement door right into the arms of
the police stationed there.
L could hear the hubbub, pistol shots
fired, the scuffle of feet, cries, oaths, and
general confusion and 1 slipped down
stairs out the now deserted main en-
trance and ran home.
| Everybody was in bed, and went to
my room and had good crying spell,
and comforted my half frozen body in
double blankets, where L soon fell
asleep.
All this was on Friday night, and L
had no teaching to do until Monday, so
slept late, but coming down 1 found
all the family prepared to make hero
inc of me.
" L never knew until mother told me
this morning." said Tom, "that it was
not grandpa who sent the telegraph to
c.. By Jove, Olive, you're spunky,
if you are little gave up when four
pounced on me from one of the upper
rooms. They must have got in during
the day and hid there"
tried to make the knights promise
not to tell my adventure, but could not
Before night all Baysville knew how
Olive Hudson caught the burglars. /
was in the office with grandpa, when
over the wires came this message
"Who does Olive Hudson look like I?
Every body in Dryden is talking about
her great exploit"
flashed back
What do you suppose such woman
would look like? She is nearly six feet
tall, broad-shouldered and loud-voiced-
a perfect elephant"
:" Was it really yourself, Elephant ?"
Dear Lion, it was"
"Do you know, L want to see you. 1
am going to New York to-day, but I'll
be back next spring"
If he came to BaysvilIe he did not see
me. ran away in fit of shyness.
In March wonderful thing happen
ed. My mothers brother, who had been
seventeen years-nearly all my lifetime
lin Cuba, came to New York, found
me out and took me into life of ease
and luxury, making me pet in his
splendid home. He was bachelor, over
fifty years of age, handsome and WELL
informed, and with large wealth.
He introduced me to old friends of his
and my circle of acquaintances widened
every day. L was entirely happy for we
loved each other well.
One day Uncle George brought home
to dinner stranger, whom he intro
duced as:
"The son of my old friend, Olive,
Mr.. Roberts,"
made myself agreeable, as in duty
bound, to Mr.. Roberts, a man of thirty
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