The Elk Mountain pilot., 1881-01-13
THAT BURGLARY

Sometime during the night Of the
nth inst, when the guardians Of Mr..
Golden's store, corner Of Ninth street
and avenue E, were worshipping at the
shrine of Terpeichore,. who held his
that night at the City Hotel,
where the gay and festive Of our city
tripped the light fantastic toe to
strains Of delightful music and "When
love looked love to eyes which spake
again." and all went merry as mar
riage bell, some God-for- -saken rascal.
who had neither the fear of nan nor
the wrath of God before his eyes,
broke into that before mentioned store.
When the fearful deed was done
at what precise hour we mean-the
memory of man hath not recorded.
1t is sufficient to know that it was done.
At an early hour in the morning,
earlier than usual in fact, as he had
been sitting up all night with sick
friend, the reporter repaired to the
scene of the previous nights work
with dire intent to give that burglary
away to the public, but he hadn't
been more than two minutes on the
ground before he found out that The
entire community, especially the small
boy, was square up in all of the par
ticulars of the affair. A sense OF duty,
however, notwithstanding all this pre-.
viousness, impelled him onward.
He first approached Mr.. Joe Selig.
who is in charge of the store, and take
ing him off to one side, asked in low
mysterious tone of voice, framed for
the occasion, if he had an objection
to giving the particulars Of the robbery
to the PlLor, or it there would be any
improperly in publishing an account
Of it. Mr.. Selig looked wise and said
that he would like to have a chance
to investigate things, and that the par
ties who owned the store would be
at home that evening and then the
whole affair might be made public.
While this earnest consultation was
being carried on, small boy was active
ly nosing around the store, comment
ing first on this and then on that thing
as it struck his fancy, or opened up an
idea. "See where they put the to-
bacco cutter" shouted small boy No.
1, as he emerged from under the coun-
ter with the tobacco cutter in his
hand. Here's a can of peas yelled
S. b. No. 2, through the window under
which he had just excavated the can
from the snow. Here's the kerosene
shouted S. b. No. 3, from the wood
house behind the store. In the mean
time Mr.. Selig, assisted by tie curlosi-
ty loving public had made thorough
survey of the store, but in spite Of per-
sistant and anxious search could find
but very little missing.
The burglar or burglars were evi-
IDENTIFY green hands at the bellows, for
the affair was very clumsily executed.
The store is on the corner, the front
being on Ninth street, the side ex-
tending up avenue E. Just behind
the store room proper is warehouse
used for storing groceries, ETC., and on
the side Of it facing avenue E, Is
window. This window has been hid
den from view by snow drifted against
the side of the building, but the
rogues knew where to find it, and
doubtless in less time than it has taken
to write this, had a prospect tunnel
dug along the side of the store to this
window, which they broke through,
knocking out the glass and sash sticks
which held the glass in place. Then
they went into the wareroom through
this window and openvd the back
door of the store by turning the but
ton by means of some thin fiat alstru-
ment, and reconnoitered the premises.
That they didn't do much more is evil
dent since the goods are not missed.
A few cans Of vegetables, knife or so
and cotton undershirt which the thief
threw down outside the window in
evident disgust, are all that could be
T. II. Thomas, an attorney Of Cur