Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1889-05-31

1t was large, massive door, on strong
hinges, with large bolt on the outside,
which he fastened.
I then and there solemnly made up.--y
mind never to plague Fred WITH being a
coward again
He hurried back to the bed and took
hold of me, and then we both ran to the
other end of the hall to mothers room.
We locked the door this time, jumped
into bed and pulled every one of the bed
clothes over our heads. We heard the
burglar making considerable noise for
some time and then all was quiet, except
the beating OF our hearts, which Fred
insists to this very day that he heard.
The closet was large and contained a
window, through which the burglar
could have escaped had it not been so
high from the ground.
''Fritz is barking right under that win
dow" Said Fred.
Eyes. I wonder why he did not bark
when he was coming In? Do you sup
pose there's more than one of themT' I
inquired.
- i'n-Ilo NC thOrn'S = dozen. ana III thew
should set the house on flre, then what
would we do?" he answered.
eff only had the revolver, P
mo, you wouldn't" put in Fred.
''You had it once and never did thing
with it, even when you had the chance"
For the first time, think. I allowed
Fred to taunt me with being a coward.
We heard the clock down stairs strike
twelve, when we were sure it was nearly
daylight.
"Have we got to stay here all night,
with burglar Gagged up in our house?"
inquired Fred, as he stuck his head out
from under the clothes for few minutes.
"Don't know what else we can do" /
replied, "unless we dress and 60 over to
air. Andrews house."
"But there's probably a whole lot of
them waiting in the yard to shoot us
down, or do something else to us, if they
only get the chance"
was not at all averse to remaining
where I was, as don't think there was a
not even new pair of skates-that
would have tempted me to crawl out
from under those bedclothes for the brief
space of five minutes.
Finally the night did wear away, some
how, but we thought each minute was an
hour. AS soon as it was fairly daylight,
we dressed and hurried over to Mr.. An
drews', never once stopping to even look
at the door of the room in which our
visitor was confined.
We told our story, and am sorry to
say that we made it trihe larger than
it should have been.
At first Mr.. Andrews would not believe
us; but at length he took his hired man
and started for the house We followed,
not caring to be the first ones there.
They took nothing to defend themselves
with, despite our protests that we were
sure the robber was armed.
We were anxious to keep up our good
record, and so boldly stood by while they
opened the door to the closet.
The door flew open and there stood
Fritz, our dog!
Alas for our bravery! 1t did not
amount to much now, since most any
body could get up courage enough to
shut dog up in a closet.
Mr.. Andrews was at first surprised,
and then, when he fully realized what
we had done, he laughed until he could
laugh no more.
"Well, never mind, boys" he said;
"you really thought that he was burg
lar, and it took as much courage to do
what you did as though he had been
one"
think we could have stood it very
well if Mr.. Andrews hired man had not
told everybody that he met about it. The
boys at school made our lives utterly
wretched.
1t was soon forgotten, however, by all
except Fred and myself: and I don't
think that we will soon forget the night
that we kept poor Fritz shut in closet,
under the delusion that we were doing
something courageous.-Chfford Trem-
bly, in Golden Days.