San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-12-29

straight INTO the merchants eyes Tor the
first time.
"That man will shoot" said Pittston to
himself as the gambler left with his hand
kerchiefs. That night as he was coming
from prayer meeting he saw light in the
rear of the store, and came back after he
had left his wife to see what it might mean.
The light was there when he came back,
but there was not another person on the
street So Pittston walked around into
the rear of the place, and Just Gs he got to
the back door it was opened and he stood
face to face with the man whom all the
town excepting himself thought was a
gambler. The man was really more startled
than he, for Pittston had made no noise in
his movements. But he was treasured in
. moment. for the merchant stepped close
UP to him and asked in 2 whisper if he had
found out anything.
only that there is q dead certainty
will bag tho whole outfit il they ever get
into your store again." said the stranger,
with q sort Of grim threatening, and lie
! tapped his hip pocket with gesture so
terrible that the peaceful and bloodless
Pittston lodged lest he might be shot
However, he was satisfied he was getting
the worth of his money, and when the de-
tective, rs he knew him-the gambler, as
the rest of Riverton considered the man
came in and asked for another $50 the mer-
chant gave it up without a struggle, only
expressing the hope that he would be able
to look in the face of the burglar before
very long.
I'll show him to you before another
week, said the man; and he wac fiercer
today than ever he had been before.
That night the sewing machine agent
came in with bigger roll OF money, and
wanted to put it into the vault along with
his former earnings. Pittston allowed him
TO do SO, but did not mention the fact that
| a detective was in the store at that very
moment, and was going to sleep there all
night, in hopes that an attempt would be
made before morning to break in and steal.
Pittston could not go to sleep. He never
was so excited in his life. He lay there in
bed till IL o'clock, and thought of nothing
but burglars and detectives and reyolvers,
and all sorts of horrible things, till his
nerves drove him out of bed into his
clothes. lie told his wife he would go
and see If the barn door was locked; but
she did not think it necessary for a man to
so completely dress himself for a task like
that, and was still less satisfied with her
/ husbands explanation when she heard
him 90 out of the side gate and walk down
street. She really began to feel doubtful
for his reason.
/ But Pittston was going down to see if
any one was catching burglars in his store
! He was so sure that the detectives knew
/ when they were coming that he would not
/ have missed being in at the death for all
! the sleep in a month of nights. He slipped
/ down the alleys, and just as he came TO
/ the back door of the butcher shop he saw
| a man walking briskly across a vacant lot
/ and gain the main street.
That's the burglar he said to himself,
/ and lac crept a little closer and hid him
self behind pile of store boxes near the
! back window. lie listened intently, and
surely he heard a sound OF footsteps in