The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1882-09-15

am going 10 drive over.
81 should like to rest day or two !;
and l thought perhaps Brother Sun
derland would like me to fill his desk
part of the day on Sunday, to pre-
sent the claims of the missions before
his congregation" he replied.
every well arrange it to suit your
selves. 1t is our bedtime, and l will
light you to your room, if you wish"
81 can occupy Brother Sunder-
land room with him, if any more
convenient" he meekly answered.
ooh, no! We have plenty of
room. never lodge strangers to-
gether," said the master Of the house,
as he lighted the candle.
1t was past midnight when Mrs.
Warrenton, who was a light sleeper,
was awakened by slight noise. She
lay quietly listening for few mo-
ments; when it was repeated, raising
her head, she distinctly saw in the
doorway from the sitting room, the
form of man advancing into the
room; he went stealthily to the Sec
rotary She did not scream, but
touched her husband, and whispered /:
"There is some person in the
room -
He raised himself on his elbow and
looked around. "You must be mis-
taken, mother there is no one here"
81 know / saw man -
Mr.. Warrenton looked and watched
for few moments ; then dropped off
to sleep again. His wife was so
positive that she was correct, that
she could not sleep, but kept on the
alert with eyes and ears. All was ST.
lent for a full half hour, and she
began to think that perhaps she might
have been mistaken, when slight
noise under the bed caught her ear.
She sprang upright in the bed, but
something was thrown over her head,
and as quick as thought she was
muffled completely.
"Keep quiet, and you shall not be
hurt !" whispered voice in her ear.
She could not speak, but with her
foot she managed to rouse her hus-
band, who yawned as he asked her,
"What is up now?" The reply came
in terrible blow between his eyes,
that knocked him back on the pillow
senseless. The burglar made quick
work in breaking open the secretary
and abstracting the pocket-book.
He did not stop to close the doors,
but turned to leave the room.
Mrs. Warrenton, meantime, had
managed to get her hands loose, and
flung off the clothes, which had near
ly smothered her. She sprang from
the bed, caught up the outside quilt,
and just as the robber was going
through the door, threw it over his
head, and screamed: "Help Muir
der !" at the top of her voice.
The man struggled desperately to
free himself; but the sound O. many
feet, jumping from the beds in the
chambers above, showed him there
was no time to lose. He drew pis-
toll from his pocket, and discharged
it at the woman who held him tightly
bound in the folds of the thick quilt.
She gave scream, loosened her hold,
and fell to the floor, while he tore off
the covering, and opening the sitting
room window, sprang out, just as the
two sons and Mr.. Sunderland came
in at the hall door, quickly followed
by the girls. Alice ran to the kitchen
and opening the bed of Goals on the
hearth, grasped one with the tongs,
and quickly came back to see what
had happened. Her mother lay up
on the floor, with the blood gushing
from the wound in her shoulder, and
as pale as death. They raised her
up tenderly.
'Look to Azariah first" she said,
as they bore her to the bed l am
afraid he is killed -
"He is not dead, thank God !"
cried Joe, as he put his hand on his
fathers heart. "Some water, Alice,
quick Now 60 to mother. Some
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