The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1879-07-23

What the deuce is to be done? I
don't know. Let me see--oh, that's no
use; I've pawned everything that's
pawnableT
Fred threw himself upon his bed to try
and calm himself lie counted all the
flies upon the ceiling, and longed to be
fly because they didn't have to pay
board bills.
"By Jove, good ideam said Fred.
starting up. "rll try to borrow it;
very likely Jim can lend it me-"
He seized his hat and hurried from the
house.
Attached to the house that Fred had
just left is a yard, but called by the
landlady a garden; behind that garden
is small lane leading to nowhere in
particular, and having its entrance in a
street chiefly devoted to tenement
houses, dirt and squalling children.
About eleven o'clock that night man
very carefully looked over the fence that
separated the aforesaid garden from the
aforementioned lane. Looking care
fully around, he drew from his pocket
pair of pincers, and commenced breaking
off short few of the spikes that were
on the top of the fence, and had been
put there, presume, for the express
purpose of annoying the neighboring
cats.
After counting the number he had
broken off, by feeling them with his
hand, he carefully climbed to the to p of
the fence, and then lowered himself into
the garden.
''Blame the things!" he muttered, hay
ing alghted in the middle of lilac
bush, which slightly scratched him,
there's always something to interfere
with fellows business"
Having extricated himself from the
bush, he crept stealthily toward the
yard door, applied his ear to the key
hole, and listened.
"Humph! all quiet. So far so good.
Now to business"
He produced an augur from one of the
numerous pockets in his coat, and then
began to bore hole-so quietly that you
could hardly hear tin the door. When
he had finished, he put his arm through
the orifice, quietly withdrew the bolt,
and entered the house,
When he was inside. by the aid of a
dark lantern, he CROPPED his way to the
bottom of the basement stairs and then
began ascending them, glancing with
I-no,, onI al, fi,,n oto oh
ject around him. On dumb-waiter
near the dining-room door a fork had
been left, no doubt by the carelessness of
one of the servants. His eyes rested
upon it; he went up to it and examined
it carefully.
"Platedv he exclaimed. lin tone of
disgust, and put it down again.
Quietly, and as cautiously as before,
he ascends the next flight of stairs; tries
the handle of door; it yields to him
he pushes it slowly and noiselessly
open; puts in his head; finds it only the
bathroom; so closes the door, and as
cends the next flight of stairs.
He hears key being put into the lock
at tie hall door; he holds his breath
and listens attentively. Whoever it is
closes the hall door behind them, and
begins to climb the hall stairs; he does
the same.
At last the top of the stairs is reached;
the footsteps are coming nearer, and at
last actually begin to ascend the last
flight, at the head of which he is. He
pushes open a door, glances hurriedly
around the room, finds it is vacant,
rushes to the bed and crawls under
Meath.
At q late hour at night Fred Grover
returns TO his boarding -house, tired and
disconsolate. He has been unable to
raise any money, consequently in the
morning he would have to seek other
quarters to live in.
When he entered his room he threw
himself into chair, lighted his pipe,
and puffed out thick columns of smoke,
musing as he did so:
"What fool I've been; spent all my
money, and must either beg, borrow or
cheat during the next six months to live.
BY Jove! / must leave off this spreeing.
It's unfair to my father to spend his
money in the way l have. been DOING
Fred started up, and placing his fore
head against the window pane, looked
out upon the cold, dark night.
"What shame it is that money is
not moro equally distributed; now that
old fellow down stairs, they say, is
running over with money. l Iwonder if
he would lend me little if / were to
ask himp Pshaw! the idea is absurd.
How the deuce / am to face Mrs. Jack
son in the morning don't know"
h-catch-chew!"
whats thatp 1t sounded confound-
edly like sneeze. Hal" And Fred
rushed to a corner of the room, seized
sword-cane, drew it and looked eau
tiously under the bed.
The first thing that met his gaze was
the gentleman who, a short time pre-
viously, had climbed over the garden
fence.
"What do you wantP Come out from
therepn
The man came from under the bed
stood upright, and glared sullenly at
Fred.
"Now, my good fellow, what were you
doing there ?" Ei5.
whats the good of talkingp You
know as well as / do what ! was doing
there" said the man.
"You wanted to rob the house, l sup
posep"
'This amt police court, is itp Take
me to one if you're going to, and then
| Iill tell Won what / want TO do. nnr-