Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1892-03-12

cellar. 1 really believe that he had not
touched the bottom till the trap door
closed over him and had placed a chair
on the door on which sat, revolver in
hand. I tried not to swoon, but I will
confess that felt very much like it. It
wouldn't do. My man might come up
and try to get out, or his "pal'' might
come in. How long the hours were.
Would morning and Jack never come?
1 dare not leave my post, and jack
breakfast would't be ready. What was
that? Some one is coming up the steps.
My hand frightened on the revolver. "The
'pal,' 1 said to myself. He shall have
the contents of this. Iraised my weapon,
cooked it and waited. I think my hand
was steady. don't believe the weapon
moved as it did in the kitchen. The
"pap' seemed to be trying to put latch
key in the lock, and the burglar had left
his on the inside.
"Hello, little girl, you forgot to lock the
door and left your key in the lock-" called
out voice as the door opened. It was
my "pal'' Jack. He saw my white night
dress as he opened the door, and without
thinking that any thing was wrong came
back to me. Then did as I felt like do
ing before. I tainted dead away. Jack
took in the situation almost by inspira-
ton, just as he had come home by in
spiration, feeling that something was
wrong. He called policeman whom he
sent for doctor, while be made rapid
visits from my bed to the cellar door to
see that our charge was all right. When
the doctor arrived l was turned over to
his care, while the policeman and Jack,
after much speculation, and some tremors,
(the last they deny opened the trap
cautiously and found the burglar lying
on the floor partially submerged in the
water. Making sure that he couldn't be
pretending, in order to get the drop on
them, the policeman, headed by Jack,
went to the cellar, and soon the burglar,
with an arm broken and insensible, was
lying on the hall floor. Jack came to
stay with me and the doctor set to work
to revive the burglar, who would have
been drowned had his head not rested on
an improvised pontoon that 1 had used
while moving my plants.
The policeman called the patrol and
they concluded to remove the poor wretch
and have him cared for at the station. In
my interest this was planned, as they
wanted HIM out OF the house when I
came to.
And, what do You think? Well. I will
give the policeman credit for honesty,
even if l didn't think him very brave in
letting Jack 60 down in the cellar first,
for he came back soon and excitedly told
us that the burglar was the tough man
on whose head the governor had placed
the thousand dollar reward. I was to
have the money. mo not il he dies" I
cried. 81 couldn't touch it,
"Shaw, he won't die. Can't kill them
chaps. They're tough by name and
nature too" said the policeman. "He's
already good deal livelier than you are.
He's told them about how you jumped
out and knocked him down cellar with a
yell" That's what she kills mice WITH"
said Jack laughing, "but 1 didn't know it
would knock man down."
After considerable laughing the police
man hurried back to the station, agreeing
to send man down to watch the rest of
the night at the mills, remarking that a
fellow whose wife could earn thousand
dollars in less than an hour (for Jack. on
taking the clock out of the closet, found
it lacked ten minutes of two) didn't need
to watch nights"
Well, he didn't either after that. We
got our thousand dollars and came west
to grow up with the country.
Mrs. GERANIuM LAKE