Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1880-11-12
CATCHING A BURGLAR.
How Mr.. spoopendyke Came Ia the
Rescue

Bro0kiyn EdgLe' "Say, my dear,
calculated Mr., Spoopendyke, sitting
bolt upright IN bed with sudden Jerk
SAY, my dear, wake up ] hear burg
lars in the house"
"Who? what burglars" demanded
Mrs. apoopendyke, rs she popped up
beside her husband who's in the
house,"
'IIush. Quiet, will ye? don't
know which burglar, but hear solne
one moving around"
ooh! my! What shall we do?" i'm
quired Mrs. Soopcndykc. "Lct's cover
up our heads"
"Why don't you get up and light the
gas, propounded Mr.. Spoopendyke in
II hoarsc whisper "S'pose you can
see who il is in the dark? Strike IL
light. can't yc? If you had your way,
we'd both be murdered in bed Going
to light up before we're killed.
I'm afraid, whispered Mrs.
Spoopendyke, sticking one foot out Of
bed and hauling it in as if she had
caught u fish with it.
Going To sit there Ikea Shot tower
and have our thoats cut?' Intercepted
Mr.. Spoopcndykc, "IIow'm going t.
find burglar without light! Find II
match and light that mcasly gas, now,
quick
Mrs. SpoopendyIte crawled out Of
bed and hunted for skirt.
What's the matter with you? Can't
you find Il match9 Why don't you
move" Missed Mr.. Spoopcndykc.
u am, rs fast ~ ! cam replied his
wife, her teeth chattcring "I'm box
ing for II pin
"Ohl you're moving like II railroad
yc2 never saw anything fly like
you do. All you want is to lie done up
IN white and blue papers to be II
scldlltz powder What d ye want of u
PIN Going 70 stick il pin III the burg
la2 Why don't you light that gas"
Mrs. Spoopendykc broke half II dozen
matches and finally got light.
chats something like ii, continued
Mr.. Spoopendykc. "Now hand me my
pantaloOns.
"lon won't 90 down whore they are,
will your anXiously inquired Mrs.
Spoopcndyke, handing over the gar
mcnt
AhI - IHpblI nv NoNlAIlNdltl Nv L.
ply but donned the hnbiimcnts
Nov, you open the door" said he,
"and go to the head of the stairs and
ask who's there, while | find my stick.
Hurry up, or thcy'll get away"
Suppose thcynrc there. Whatll |
do then2'
TEL en- I'm coming. Go ask en-,
will 70? What's the matter with you2'
Mrs. Spoopcndylie opened the door
about I'm inch, sqlcaled who's there
slammed the door again and popped
into bed.
"What ails YEP demanded the hus-
band. What dye think you are, amy
way, u conical shot? Get up, cant W,
and look out Where's my big stick?
What have you done with it?' Sent it
to school, haven't yc! Go out and ask
who's there, will yc, before they come
up and slaughter us. >
Once more Mrs. Spoopcndykc ap-
preached the door and trcmulously de-
mandrd what was going onthcre was
no response, To her incalcuablc relief,
and She went to the head of the
stairs,
See anybody" whispered Mr.. Spoo-
pcndyke looking over her shoulder.
"Who'S there" squealcd Mrs. Spoo-
pcndykc. Go right away, because
my husband is here.
"Oh, you've done it, exclaimed MIR.
FSpoopcndyke, rs he hauled her back
into 10 the room. "Now, how dye
spose I'm goingto catch 'cm2 What
do yon want to scare 'cm away for2
What'd you say anything about me
foT Think this II Il nominating CON.
vcntion? What made you leave the
house open? Come ON down with me,
and ! II show You how to lock ap.
Down they wont and careful scrutiny
demonstrated that everything was fast
II don't believe there was anybody
there, : said Mrs Spoopcndyke, ~ they
returned 10 thcir chamber.
at wasn't your fault" rctorted Mr..
Spoopendykc III you'd got up when
told you and kept Your mouth shut.
we'd have got en-
"3ut You said for mo
Didn't say anything of the sort
howled MIR. Spoopendyke never
lmcntioncd your name. We might have
been killed, the way You went To
work
Il think we'd caught them il they'd
been there, said Mrs Spoopcndyl<c,
taking down her hair and proceeding
~ put il up again.
"0h you'd caught en-" Sneercd Mr.
Spoopendyke. "All You want is some
chloride of lime and your accoun $
short be ia the pcnitentary. Another
! time il burglar gctS in the house, YOU
stay a-bcd, and don't YOU wake me up
again. | won't have amy dod gusted
woman routing me out this time Of
might, ~ hear
Yes dear, and Mrs. Spoopcndyke
wound her hand in the collar ot her
licge lords night shirt and went 70
sleep secure il his protection,
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