Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1893-07-22
MURFREE'S BURGLARS.

lIGGR DC NAAC VI At9AANh Nhe 49,
back hair in front of the dresser
glass, preparatory to retiring for the
night Not particle she en-
phatically repeated. Il have known
you to be positively cowardly at
times"
Mr.. Murfree looked up in weary
way from the corner in which he sat.
81 am sure my dear he began.
mo you're not snapped his bet
ter half, ..you are not sure. you are
never sure of anything-you only
think. Bah! | hate man who
only thinks, " and she ierSed the
tangles out OF a refractory auburn
lock with additional force.
When Mrs. jerks was telling to-
night about that paragon of a hus-
band of hers | was consumed with
envy. 1t shows how much to believe
ia names Look at you two men
look, say!"
'.Yes. my dear responded Mr..
Murfree. pulling of his boots in re-
signed way. I'm looking"
.'Bahr' retorted his wife. Il mean
your names, Ulysses Murfree-Peter
Jenks-iust think of the difference,
and yet Peter jerks knocked burg
lar downstairs this week with one
fist. one. assure you, and you, you
are afraid TO go calling on the Sim
songibbers after dark, because they
keep dog"
Well. my dear feebly expostu-
lated Mr. Murfree, sit is very large
dog, and r.
Here Mrs. Murfree suddenly turned
around, and through lips containing
sundry hairpins. combs and such
triHing articles, Kissed '.Don't talk to
me- in such an impressive and dis
gusted manner that Mr.. Murfree sub
sided at once. and proceeded to finish
pulling off his socks
He was not disturbed again until
the moment came for retiring when,
contrary to their usual custom, Mrs.
Murfree turned the gas entirely out,
leaving the room in darkness, save
where = streak of moonlight fell
through the window, open for ventila-
ton.
Now, if there was anything that
W. nlNELEEb ndNGAy ~ Nd5 " nave tic
bedroom gas turned off at night. but
he climbed sadly into bed. and lay
cogitating plan whereby he should
be able to shoot burglar in the dark
should one chance to visit his abode
that night.
Just as the city clock was striking
/ Mr.. Murfree awoke with a start
and looked in a dazed way up int
the darkness.
whats the matter with mes" ht
muttered, a Sensation of uneasines
creeping over him. II think-ha
what's thatP" and broad awake now
with the cold perspiration startin!
from every pore, he became conscious
of afaint rustic in the room. the caus,
of which the heavy portieres drapine
the alcoye prevented him ascertaining
Cautiously he reached under til,
mattress for his revolver. and to hi
horror, found that after cleaning i
on the previous day he had carelessl,
forgotten to replace it in its wontet
SPOT
.'Oh, Lord! oh, Lordln ne chatteret
TO himself, trying to keep cool; IN
revolver. no nothing, and a burgla
sure as fate. Samantha was right
am coward; what on earth shall
do. II awake Samantha l will neve
hear the last of it-she will nag wors
than ever; besides, she is sure to yell
ana then we will all be murdered;
and then the poor man shook so tina
the springs creaked and sent him int
fresh fit Of trembling.
Rustic, rustic, it came again, an
then soft thump and clink.
''He's got my pants" calculate
Mr.. Murfree to himself, as he cat
tiously sat up in bed and tried t
calm himself.
Thump!
81 can't stand this any longer,
said Mr. Murfree in a whisper, b.
ginning to get huffy. 'Tm foo
No wonder Samantha said so / wi
certainly find out what is outside
those curtains, and this time Samar
tina sha'n't have a chance to bra
over me. Perhaps l shall be able I
do something for once"
Keeping well away from the sci
aration between the portieres, h
carefully let one foot out of bed
As it touched the floor the rustl
sounded again, and 50 near that M
Murfree nearly lost his balance wit
fright, and found himself on his fe,
the next moment, shaking with alar
lest he had provoked the marauder
attention to the alcove or awakene
the sleeping Samantha.
But no; all was quiet, and as soc
as he plucked up sufficient amour
of Courage he peered cautious
through the curtainj.
With difficulty he repressed an e
clamation of horror.
The moons rays fell across IL
dresser. bringing out each article {
it with weird distinctness, and ju
in the ladow before the cheval gla
was the STOPPING figure Of a man.
He was evidently searching Il
upper drawer. and Mr.. Murfrt
gasped for Joy as he distinguished {
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