Los Cerrillos rustler. (Cerrillos, N.M.) 188?-1891, 1891-04-24


Now III h. down IN Eve minuicN
"Ail rrht.~
Bennie had barely rcrained the door
Of his rsum when another dsrr. near
the stairca,e, opened. and a hlundc head
prutruded
'Iieunier-
"Yes. Adelaide. It's me-
"Therc h somebody In the house. I
heard footsteps ON the stairs and voices
In the parlor."
Il thought I heard some one. too.
I'm going down 10 see. Go back into
your room, Addie." Bcnnic pulled ON a
pair Of slippers and started for the
stairs
Adelaide leaned ovcr the hanistcrs.
There's a light In the parlor. oh
they're at the safe. | know. I'm going
too"
Go back, Adelaide, you mustn't
come; and Bennie began 10 descend
Il shall come. and she followed close
behind You have your revolver" she
whispered.
Yes"
You'd better give Il 10 me-"
Indeed I won't. DO 20 back. AIDE
laide. it's dangerous"
Il will not. / must see II they're at
my Jewels"
Bennie crcpt into the parlor, the tall
figure of his sister, ROBBED in a white
poignoir, her hair hanging down her
back, was Immediately behind him.
A masked figure was kneeling In
front of the safe.
Hey there cried Bonnie. 'what
are you doing?'
The figure sprang up, and in the dim
light Adelaide saw "A brown plush-cov-
ored box in his hand.
My jewel box" she csied. and ut
tered a piercing scream.
drop that or I'll shoot shouted
Bonnie.
The man made n dash for the door:
Bcnnie drew his revolver and sprang
aside.
Drop H." he cried.
But Adelaide. bounding forward. in
tercepted the man and flung her arms
around him, holding him in a vise-like
grip. Struggle as he would, he could
not free himself without offering her
undue violence.
I've got him" she cried.
"Phebus. what a clutch she has, "
thought Jack.
Help. Police. Thieves screamed
Adelaide, never relaxing her hold.
Bonnie danced around the pair, bran
dishing his revolver.
Let go of him. Adelaide! Don't
scream like that-there's no need of IL.
Let go! | can't shoot for fear I'll hit
YOU
Murder. Police. Policc.' shouted
Adelaide. louder than ever.
Whats the row down there?" came
in n gruif voice from the stairs above
the second floor. DUST wait n minute
and I'll take u hand"
80 Lord! Here comes Uncle Phil
groaned Bonnie.
Jack dropped ON his knees and let go
the box. Adelaide bounced upon it.
and he darted into the hall and started
up the stairs.
eli! hi.' cried old Col. De Forrest,
much as he would have shout ed at a
hAi ~ hbA aIANhAAAAh pbA ms al ~
and filling up the stairs.
Rat tat tat" came the sound of n
policeman's club ON the door. Adelaide
flew to the door and began unlocking it.
Get out of the way, uncle, leave him
To me- cried Bennie, who was tearing
up the stairs close behind.
But Col. DE Forrest had no idea OF
doing anything of the kind; and then
Bennie saw, to his horror, that his uncle
held u big iron poker in his hand.
Come u step further and I'll brain you
with this he bawled.
Then Adelaide got the door open and
the policeman sprang in. Jack stopped.
God bless m soul! Why! it's Jack
Lemon" gasped Col. DE Forrest. And
then Jack knew that his mask had
fallen off.
IAN right, officer, we've got
him. cried Bonnie. "'Sh, Uncle Phil,
for heavens sake don't say anything, -
he whispered. This is n joke"
There Is nothing to do now but &C
with the officer and get out of here as
quickly as possible" said Jack, in a
low voice. bring your uncle, Bennie. y
And then facing about he descended a
few steps and placing his hand OF his
heart he bowed low TO Adelaide.
II surrender To the lady" he said.
Adelaide, tightly clutching her jewel
box, leaned against the door post and
looked as though she were going to
faint. Then the officer took Jack by
the arm and began to search him for
weapons.
II don't find anything on him, cap'n,'
he said, addressing Bonnie.
That's all right, officer, I've got his
pistol" Bonnie replied.
The policeman got out n pair of hand
cuffs. I'm just slip these ON him; he