The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1885-08-19
EXPERIENCE With A BURGLAR.

keeping-room and kitchen and one big
garnet bedroom over all. And we had a
COW and four or five chickens, and raised
enough vegetables to eat, and that was
about all.
After that, Hezekiah's grandpa left him
this land, and we're pretty we'll to do now;
but we were jest as happy then; we were
young and loved each other. But, l came
from town, d You see, where I'd been a
dress-maker, and l was kind o skeery when
was left alone. was afraid of some tramp
coming along, and didn't like it when the
COW lowered her horns and mooed over the
gate. City greenhorn they used to call me.
You wouldn't think it now.
Hezekiah, he used to laugh at me, but l
couldn't help it. You can't help when you
are skeered now, can your Comes oil over
you, and you can't shake it off. Anyway
that windy day when Hezekiah went up to
Mr.. Roper's to help haying, and 1 was left
alone, felt SO upset that have not words
to tell you and jest made up my mind
d go out and get a few of them seek-no- fur
ders that growed In the orchard, and I'd
core 'em and bake some of 'em for tea, and
make pie of the others, and that would keep
me busy. So l went out, an was gone half
nm hour and when came back what did
see but the kitchen-door open Well, /
knew I'd shut it, so felt little frightened,
But the wind might have blowed it open,
You know; and went in softly and looked
around, and my heart gave q great leap.
The cellar-door was open too. 1 went
across the room on tiptoe and listened.
Somebody was down cellar. Some tramp
had come in while I was away, and was
helping himself to the stores.
When he found I'd caught him, no doubt
he'd murder me. II came into my mind as
if it had been said in my ears:
Hannah Ann Jones, when Hezekiah
comes home he'll see your mangied corpse
lying in this kitchen. You'll not live to tell
him who killed you"
And was going to give screech and
faint, when all of sudden I thought Of
boiling him down. After that I should
have time to get away before he caught me.
So banged the door and showed the boil
there was no outside door to the cellar
and then ron away full speed, out of the
kitchen down the road. It was too far to 90
to where Hezekiah was working. He'd TAX
en- some wagons to go over. So ran about
half mile to the nearest house, and there
sat Mrs Miller, knitting.
"Oh, Mrs. Miller" says 1, GIVE run oil
the way from home. Hezekiah has gone
over 10 Roper's to help 'em, and I'm alone,
and tramps have got down cellar, and I've
bolted 'em in. What shall do?"
"Oh," says Mrs. Miller, 81 want to
know. Landsakesl Marsy on us Well,
to think And here's Miller gone to Port
Potter, and Jack along with him, and I've
got rheumatism in my knee, else I'd beer
of, too. How many tranps p" .lt
81 don't know" says I. "There may be
only one. / heard his boots"
Bless your heart |" says Mrs. Miller.
OF course there's two. I tell you what.
You go over to Dutton's he'll help you.
He's real smart amt afraid of nobody.
Land alive Only to think how scared you
must be |"
SO over went to Dutton's. Eff
sob, Mr.. Dutton," says I, "thers am
all alone in the house, and there's tramps
down cellar. I've locked 'em in, and Heze.
kiah amt home"
Gracious goodness |" says he. "Sam,
say Sam, come along. There's ia two
fellows down in Miss Jones's cellar locked
in"
Two" says Sam.
~ dunno" says l. "Therc's some"
Might as well be three" says Sam.
Daddy, that isn't jest exactly safe. Them
fellers il mighty rough. Wen stop and get
the Goldens, and wen all take our guns,
and then we'll have 'em all right"
very WE'LL" says Mr.. Dalton, every
we'll. Well jest stop for Ike Golden and
Robert going over. Come on Mrs Jones
don't you get skeered."
Then ON we walked, and there was the
Goldens in their field.
Hi !" says Sam.
Hallo!" says Ike.
"Get your gun and come along" says
Sam. "There's three or four fellows down
in Mrs. Jones' cellar, helping themselves to
everything, and Jones he's away. Como
along and help u.s."
"rll help you," says Ike. I'll put q
bullet through some of their heads. Come
along, Bob, and bring Black Dick with
YOU
Away we went, and old Mrs. Millx, shs
joined us, though her knee was so had she
had TO walk with cane, and all Of the men
had guns, and going along Peter Dobbs and
Bill Ruggles looked over the fence of the
pasture.
Where you going ?" say thoy
Seven or eight of the awfullest loafers
have got down into Jones's cellar and he's
away, and Mrs. Jones is scared into fits, y
says Black Dick.
Then they joined in, and piece farther
we met the squire in his gig.
What's this ?" says he. "a riot !"
Says Bill Ruggles :. mo, Squire, we'fe
goin' out like lawful residents to defend our
wimmen. Nine or ten of the. very worst fell
lers that everswas seen in this county has
gone down into Mrs. Jones's cellar. Jones
he's away, and they've threatened TO burn
the house down, and was going to murder
Mrs. Jones, and she flowed and asked our
protection"