The Brookhaven leader., 1886-02-04
STRIKING A BURGLAR,
How q Bold Intruder Came tn Fall With
Dull. Sickening ThId.

How q bold Intruder Came Tn Ean with
Dull, Sickening ThGd.
Some men are forever speaking Of
their desire to have burglar visit their
apartments when the curtains of night
are closely drawn. They delight in
Boosting of the manner in which they
would enlarge the pores of felonious
rambler's hide if he came in on the quiet,
and how they would with almost super
human efforts throttle the scamp until his
jugular vein stood out on his neck like
row of potatoes in May and his flushed
tongue posed over under his left ear.
Now this is well enough in theory, and
sounds eloquent in daylight. BIT when
fellow is aroused from sweet slumbar
by the football of rcd-eyed "dutfer'
soaking "lucrc.' there are questions
which well up in his mind like this:
"Am his or is he minc9 Am | in his
room or is this mine? i the air not
rather close in here for my lungs
l was once given room on the
fourth floor of strange hotel. and
knew little of the surroundings. There
was haunted air about the room that
caused me to feel little uncomfortable.
/ took my lamp and carefully searched
for a burglar, though | was not over
anxious to lind one, l really had no use
for one Had | found a real muscular
burglar don't think | could have u'ii-
lied him. However. | made a careful
search, then blew out the light aud
turned in. | still felt that | was inhahng
the same atmosphere used by male
cious artist. Sleep soon mastered my
fears. | slept soundly until about Two
O'Clock in the morning, when | was
aroused by the slamming of a window
blind | suddenly jumped up and saw
to my horror a man in his shirt sleeves
Crouching near nv bedside. ] had no
weapon of any kind. l thought. or
at least tried to think. for an III
slant. then addressed him politely thus:
Good morning, sir, can | do any ny
for you?" He did not move or reply
His silence only increased my fears. |
saw now that my only chance would be
TO jolt him with my fist square from the
shoulder with all the power i'll my trem-
bling frame With one mighty bound |
sprang from my couch and stuck the
silent intruder with all the force | could
summon; my knuCklcS II flN tnGltd
with pain, my hand dropped almost
powerlesS to my side. | knew | had
Knocked him insensblc, heard him fail
with very dull thud owe" by the waSn-
stand. With all my fear heroic feeling
crept over me. only had one hand lit
for sizing up my deed. l carefully crcot
across to the match safe, took 4 match
with my left hand. lighted Il lamp aud
proceeded to inventory the fruits OF any
blow. Ny heart sank within me as
approached the remains and imagined
the appearance of his ghostly face and
death-glazed eyes. | felt that what
was about to behold would forever
haunt my dreams. My hand trcmbted
so could scarcely hold the lamp.
reyerently bent over The still form and
placed my hand upon hi shirt front,
Well, all my feelings OF 5lror were re-
moved after that touch. and my only
thought was to 90 out and allow some
moist fluid to penetrate the pores of the
seat of my intellect. Ny hard-earncd
prize proved to be only chair with my
boiled shirt hung over the back, sur.
mounted by derby hat.-Pc&'S Sun