The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1879-06-14

his arm. "Come, let US take walk around
the farm. want to show you my pigs and
cows and other poultry"
"No, sir l intend to examine the top
shelves of this closet" he answered, resolute-
lyj and Immediately seizing chair, no
planted 1t within the cupboard, and stood
upon it.
Before could move a finger to prevent
her, Miss Travers, who had closely watched
his every movement, suddenly rose, glided
to the closet, and shut the door with crash
making General Boomerang prisoneri
al have my loye-lettcrs," she said, in a
joyous whisper, taking IL package from her
bosom. 81 found them hidden on the top
shelf Farewell III can reach the houss
before he gets out am saved %
And with these words she hastily left the
room.
sank upon the sofa nearly overcome. oh,
if were only back in town.
was again aroused by the grim voice Of
the general, as his gouty but powerful hand
/ vigorously suOOh Tue OOOT.
"Halloa I say, sir open the door and
let me outl What's the meaning of this nom
sence?"
Let him out Gracious heaven he had
the keys with him, and had ioo!ishly flung
the screw-drver out Of the window. To
think of finding it among the thick grass
would be ridiculous.
"Will you let me out, sir?" he yelled.
T-I can't, sir" groaned.
"Youll find I'm not the sort Of man 10
triAe with, sir" he shouted, pounding on
the panels. an kick the door down-do
you hear?"
If could only gain time, perhaps Tottles
might return.
1t was my last hope.
General" said l, ,appeolingly; "try some
of the pigeon pie, you'll find it excellent"
"Ha, do you mock me, scoundrelY" he
beloved, and with this he gave the door
tremendous kick. "Ill be with you in
minute, and I'll cane you within an inch Of
your life. You shut me IN here purposely
to have a little fun, en- ? Depend upon it
we'll have some fun; but it won't be all on
the one side"
And here he administered another power
full kick, and the door, with dismal crack,
showed disposition to yield.
1t would have been madness to have par
leyed any longer, and started to leave,ani
just as did so, the general burst his prison
with frightful crash and emerged
His stick was clutched in his his hand and
his face was scarlet. This glimpse of him
was sufficient.
/ did not wait for coat or hat, but flew out
of the house, and he after me.
Down the road ran for life, tho general
closely in the rear.
Every now and then he shouted after me
the most awful maledctions and threats,
waving his stick, and putting like porpoise.
The half mile to the station I made in,
should say, about two minutes.
A train was just leaving the platform, and
by a superhuman effort sprang towards it,
and seized the rear railing of the last
carriage.
The guard assisted me, and recovering
my feet, turned and looked back
There stood old General Boomerang, pant
ing breathlessly, and still waving his big
cane; and this was the last picture on my
retina as the train whirled around curve.
My friend Tip has frequently asked some
explanation Of my sudden and extraordina-
ry departure from his rustic retreats but
have never revealed the true inwardncss of
the occurrence.
have told him that although fond of a
quiet day, really found it much too quiet
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