Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1893-01-17

he thought Of shouting for help. But
that would have betrayed his presens
In Constance's drawing room after the
lights were out and when her uncle wa
In bed. He would rather risk the knif.
than compromiss hsr. Hs supposed that
shs had Aed upstsirs, whereas In fact
she was In q dead faint on the sofa
What was hs 70 do, was hs TO stay
dtting on that burglar al nighti
While he ransscked his brain for IN
expedient. deep grosn came from the
man under him. The burglar gzsped
and at last muttered;
"lf you'll let me up ri show you'-
"Yes. ] dare say ssid htblado.
you'll show N lots Of things. That
cock won't fight It's that am going
to show you the door Of the other world.
The colonel could feel . quiver 20
through the frame on which hs sat The
burglar went on;
"I'll show you
Haven't ! told you that am going TO
do all the showing In this mensgener
"If you'll only lift your weight Oh my
lungs 20 can breathe. said the burglar
"You'd make use Of your breath to
drive q knife into me. wouldn't your
Not much. I'm Just thinking how shall
kill you % rs not to ruin the carpet
"Ohi OIL obi" came from the PROSTATE
body.
"What an unreasonable fellow you
areI' said the colonel; "here I've let you
live for ever 10 many minutes while ]
have been studying how to put you tn
death"
"spars my life gurgled the burglar
"Why should II
"I1l-I1l show you where the silver
H."
"Yourl show me-" repeated the colo.
mel. puzzled.
II will. Igivs you my honor will
"Oh. I see." said Ftblsdo; you want
to divide. II won't do
What more do you wanty'
i don't intend. said the colonel. "that
You shall have = single spoon"
"Take them all: take them all Only
let mo keep Comics christening cup"
by George" muttered Ptblado,
you're q romantic sort Of chap to be
u burglar"
Il had by this time become manifest
to the colonel that the situation could
not be prolonged forever. He could not
sit OH that burglars back till morning
the tension OF the muscles Of his arms
was weakening. He must somehow get
him to the nearest police station. II be
only hsd q ray Of light
At that moment q faint groan can't
from tho sofa.
by tho Lord" muttered the colonel
hes got Nm sccomplice."
Another sound from the sofa and Pit
blado saw that time was up. The new
conner might at any moment rush to the
rescue Of his accomplice. Ptblado had
noticed n poker and shovel In front OF
the drawing room crate. With sudder
spring he regained his feet, let the bur.
glar go. lsaped to the grate and seized
the poker.
A wild shrek came from the sofa and
simultaneously the colonel struck q
match. By Its fare be saw to his amaze.
ment Connie sitting upon the sofa and
the burglar lying motionless on the floor
Had he killed the scoundreli
Another match liz the gas and Connie
sprang to the burglar. took his head ir
her arms and screamed to Ftblado'
"You have killed my uncle!'
"Your uncle? Why. that's the bur-
glar."
"It's my uncle. and You have choked
him to death. He's insensble. Oh.
help me to bring him to-"
Tho PROSTATE man revived. and. eco
ing Connie, muttered;
"Let him take all The silver. Connie.
except your christening cup. IL he will
spare our lives. well not prosecute"
Il did not take long to get Mr.. Tim.
minis upon the sofa, and. as ho was not
hurt. q glass Of rum. administered by
the tender hands OF Connie, restored him
TO his senses. His mind was still con-
FUSED. lie murtnureu'
II have had a narrow escape, my poor
Constance. seemed to hear noise In
this room and stepped In, when u man
Of gigantic strength leaped on me. and
was about to kill me when you must
have appeared and frightened him
away"
THAT Is not quito exact, dear uncle.
While you were struggling In the most
heroic way with burglar Colonel Pit
blado happened to pass. entered the
house by the front door. which the
burglar had left open. drove the fellow
away and rescued you. Allow me to In
troduce you-Mr. Timmins. Colonel Pit
blado." John Bonner In Argouaut.