Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1891-07-16

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Nothing; it was very dark night
but | heard a jump and a scamper and
then the dogs next door began to bark
and the moon came out bit and three
dark figures went tearing up the street
with the dogs and two or three men
from the neighbors, after. them, You
see, after all, it's very tame story.
The burglars were never caught, Two
of them had tried the house next door
and one was accommodating me. But
I've wondered sometimes if had
stopped to think should | have gone
and opened the door,"
"Now," said the Cooper Union girl
"I'm going to tell you my burglar
story"
"You!" said both the others; ''havc
you seen BURGLAR" They drew close
together and the Barnard girl pulled n
shawl about her shoulders.
IAN up and down section of one not
very wide, though considerably greater
in extent than fingers"
The typewriter left her chair and
curled up among the pillows of the big
old lounge. The clock struck the half
hour.
at was Decoration day. was board
ing at my brothers and everybody had
gone out Even the kitchen girl had
leave to see the parade. | got home
first of the family at about noon.
When | entered the front hall / saw
my brothers little detective camera in
the middle of the floor. | thought it
rather funny, and it gave me second
surprise when saw great black prints
as of huge hand on thew all beside the
stairs. | sat down on the hall settee
and picked up the camera; somebody
had tried to pry it open. The burglar
had dropped it in disgust when it failed
to yield easily; clearly he was gone
Still l tiptoed about with a certain de-
gree of eau ton. The parlor and din
ing-room were empty and in good
order. went quietly upstairs to my
own room.
This was empty, but not in good
order. Everything in it had been
turned upside down. The mattress
was stripped off the bed, all the draw
ers had been pulled out of the bureau,
and all my small laces and ribbons lay
with the clean linen in heap, tramp
led by dirty boot heels. l could have
cried at the havoc, but just then l
heard sound"
The Barnard girl shivered. Then
she rose and threw herself down on
the couch pillows beside the typewriter.
The typewriter begged share of the
shawl. They huddled in a bunch under
the one wrapping. They said" Go on!"
at seemed to come from the next
room, which belonged to my sister-in-
law. There was a door between and
on her side there was portiere. Was
the burglar still in the house? lis
tened; l dared not take a step in any
direction. / heard somebody whistle.
Could my brother have come home?
Was he looking over the ruins? The
tune was Annie Rooney | had heard
my brother whistle it that morning.
Could it be he?
81 crept to the door and opened it
softly, peeping around the portiere. l
saw an up and down section of man.
He was at the moment half in and half
out of my sisters closet; he was not
my brother"
The clock struck two. The big Bar
nard girl moved under her shawl I'M
easily.
81 crept back to my room and into
nv closet. | curled up behind the door.
1t was separated from the other closet
only by a thin partition, and | was
afraid he would hear my heart beat,
but dared not risk going downstairs.
The man kept whistling, and-my story
is tame one, too - by and by he went
away. AS there was no money in the
house, and he uidn't apparently seek
the dining-room for silver, he got little
or nothing"
The Barnard girl sat bolt upright.
Didn't you hear the stairs creak?" she
asked. 81 suppose l might as well wind
up this scance with burglar of my
own"
"You have seen one, too!'' exclaimed
the chorus.
Eyes, whole one - fingers, feet, up
and down, and across sections. But
didn't the stairs crcalI?"
zone each is enough for three young
women"
"Oh, you're nervous, that's all;
there's no one there"
'IIe got into the house one night and
! woke up and he was rummaging my
bureau. | was frightened out of my
senses, but | shut my eyes and made
believe was sound asleep. had read
somewhere that was the proper thing
to do"
"Why don't you tell tho rest?"
There isn't any rest; he was like
the others; he got out Of the window
and went down the piazza trellis."
"And you didn't give the alarm?"
81? Oh, | tainted; but the hall fooi
creaks, surely"
Girls"
All three sprang up with a nervous
start, and the clock struck the hal
hour.
Girls, it is half-past two and you
are keeping everybody on this foo
awake" 1t was the woman who doei
children's stories and who has the small
hall bedroom.
The Cooper Union girl rose to return
to her own chamber, But, after all,
she said, we've not settled what to de
if we should see each her second bur
glar before morning. Y. Recorder
No Chance for Mistakes.
He had been out in one of the west
ern territories, which one it is not nee
essary here to state, and was in SAFE
place two thousand miles cast, when
man asked him about a certain hem
rope social which had occurred Will
he was there.
1.-THE boys had a dickens of har