Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1890-12-05
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A TERRIBLE VENGEANCE.

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Nothing, Emily Let me go to
sleep, will you ?"
For few moments silence reigned in
the sleeping chamber.
Cyrus Winterbottom, there's some
body in the house | hear noise in the
kitchen y
Cyrus sat up in bed and listened.
"Its the cat he grumbled. drowsiiy
"a cat doesn't wear boots. and go
around opening doors. Hark y
The baby stirred and Mrs. Winter
bottom soothed it to rest again.
II don't see what anybody wants to
get into our kitchen for. "growled Cyrus,
with yawn. "There's nothing to-
heigh -ho Ito steal in that part of the
house, is there ?"
"Nothing to steal ! There's plateful
of tarts, pan of doughnuts and sponge
cake"
"Some of your-heigh-ho--your own
connection, Emily ?"
''Yes, some of my own making
Then there's all the silverware. and
Hell never get to tho silverware,
Emily, if he tackles the doughnuts first
You will find his horribly distorted body
in the morning"
"Hush Hark!'
He listened again. All was quiet
But presently an unmistakable sound
as of somebody moving about on the
floor below, aroused even Cyrus dulled
Senses. Steps seesaed to be approach-
ing the stairway Cyrus took his re-
volver out from under his pillow, climb
ed softly out of bed, went to the door o.
the room and got behind it, first having
cautioned his wife in whisper to make
no noise and leave matters entirely IL
his hands.
Softly and stealthily came the steps
up the stairway, and in few moments
the dim light Of the night lamp on thu
dressing ease fell upon the stalwart form
Of man whose face was concealed by I
mask.
Mrs. Winterbottom screamed at sigh
of him, the baby woke up and howled
and before the burglar could recover
from the momentary confusion into which
this unexpected reception had thrown
him Cyrus confronted him with the re
volver.
"You internal scoundrel !" he Kissed
"Don't move n muscle or I'll put u bal
through you |"
The revolver hadn't been loaded TO
q year or more, and Cyrus knew 1t, bu
the burglar didn't.
The pitiful wretch stood perfect,
still.
Take off your mask p sternly com
manded Cyrus.
The burglar complied. With asher
face and mean hang dog look he stoo'
there and said not word Mrs. Win
terbottom had recovered her self-posses
sion, but the baby continued to howl.
ut would serve you right, you sneak
ing, contemplate villain" said Cyru
in q deep tragic voice, "if should shoe
you whore you stand. | believe I'll d
, it anyhow"
: mercy! mercy p pleaded the trem
bling wretch. "It's the first time
ever broke into house. I'll never d
il again. Please let me CO."
its the first time you we're eve
caught at it It'll be the last. Dow
on your knees !!
Don't kill him, Cyrus p begged hi
wife. "Think of the carpet !"
"Listen !" said Cyrus, coming close
to the knecing burglar. "Hold al
your hands"
While the fellows hands were N
CYRUS riHed bis pockets. He took there
from two loaded revolvers, bowie knife
dagger, Sungshot, bottle of chloro
form and a sand bag
"Yonr first ofTense, is it :" said Cy
rus. "For novice at the business 20
carry a pretty good kit Of tools. STAN
upw
The burglar obcyed.
care you man of family 2"
ayes, sir; o, please"
eStop your whining"
A look of hard, stern, relentless pun
pose settled on Cyrus face. He pointe
, the revolver at the abject scoundrel'
head again.
go and take that baby !" he com
manded.
"Wh-what for I"
: "Never mind what for! You 90 an
take that baby~
"Cyrus!" exclaimed Mrs. Winterbo
tom, in dismay, "what do you mean
Il know what | am about, Emil
Pick up that squalling infant. you vi
lain p
The man obeyed.
"Handle it carefully"
Eyes, sir /"
Nov walk the floor with it J"
For four long hours Cyrus White
bottom held that empty revolver at Il
head of the miserable man and cor
PEELED him to walk up and down d
room with the crying, Squirming infa
in his arms.
At daybreak the bringing, crawlil