The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1893-02-18
and Pitblado had got back his breath he

and Pitblado had got back his breath he
Kissed:
You villain! If you don't keep your
hands still, I'll drive my knife through
your vitals. One motion and you are a
dead man.
The burglar made no reply. He painted.
and sounds came from him which to
Riblado's ear sounded strangely like "A
sob. The colonel derived a qualified
satisfaction from his stiffness. If he had
dared to loose his clutch of the fellows
wrists he would have tried to throttle
him. but the danger of a stab in the side
if he moved his hands to the burglars
throat was too obvious.
He thought of shouting for help. But
that would have betrayed his presence
in Constance's drawing oom after the
lights were out and when her uncle was
in bed. He would rather risk the knife
than compromise her. He supposed that
she had fled upstairs. whereas in fact
she was in a dead faint on the sofa.
What was he to do? Was he to stay
sitting on that burglar all night?
While he ransacked his brain for an
expedient, a deep groan came from the
man under him. The burglar gasped
and at last muttered:
'If you'll let ME up I'll show you"-
Yes, | dare say" said Pitbiado,
you'll show us 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 II culver go
| .,o,. A. T.x1 -, ,l,.l. H.. A I'LL
burglar went on:
"Tll show you
Haven't | told you that | am going to
do all the showing in this menagerie?'
IF you'll only lift your weight off my
lungs so ! a breathe, said the burglar.
you'd make use of your breath tc
drive a knife into me. wouldn't you
Not much. I'm just thinking how | shall
kill you so as not to ruin the carpet
"Oh! oh! OIL" came from the PROSTATE
body.
"What an unreasonable fellow yor
arev said the colonel. here I've let yor
live for ever so many minutes while
have been studying how to put you tt
death"
Spare my life" gurgled the burglar
"Why should II"
"I1l-I1l show you where the silve
is"
you'll show me-" repeated the colo
mel, puzzled.
II will. | give you my honor | will.
"Oh, | see," said Pitblado; you wan
to divide. 1t won't do"
"What more do you WANT"
T II don't intend" said the colonel. ''tha
s you shall have a single spoon"
"'Take them all; take them all. Onl
v let me keep Comics christening cup"
| "By George" muttered Pitbladc
you're a romantic sort of II chap to b
a burglar"
It had by this time become NANTES
Il to the colonel that the situation coul
d not be prolonged forever. He could ne
sit on that burglars back till morning
# the tension Of the muscles of his arm
was weakening. He must somehow e
him to the nearest police station. If
only had a ray of light!
a At that moment a faint groan can
from the sofa.
vi by the Lord" muttered the colone
/ "he's got an accomplish"
,c Another sound from the sofa and Pi
IT blado saw that time was up. The ne
Ia conner might at any momen rush to IL
nc rescue of his accomplish. Pitblado hi
noticed a poker and shovel in front
10 the drawing room CRATE. With IL suddt
H. spring he regained his feet, let the bu
ID glar go, leaped to the CRATE and SEIZE
We the poker.
,e A wild shrek came from the sofa az
I'd simultaneously the colonel struck
rk match. By it's flare he saw to his anna
ment Connie sitting upon the sofa al
co the burglar lying motionless on the foe
Had he killed the scoundrel?
an Another match lit the gas and Conn
sprang to the burglar. took his head
her arms and screamed to Pitblado:
ct lyon have killed my uncle!'
en- Your uncle? Why, that's the br
as glar."
Its my uncle, and you nave chok
m him to death. He's insensible. {
in. help me to bring him to-"
of The PROSTATE man revived, and, 81
ing Connie, muttered:
he LET him take all the silver, Conn
eACtpL YOUR Gil iSlcllliS tuI' IL hC W
lid spare our lives, we'll not prosecute"
he 1t did not take long to get Mr.. I'll
es. Minis upon the sofa, and, us he was I
nd hurt, d glass of rum. administered
yer the tender hands of Connie. restored h
to his senses. His mind was still CT
led fused. He murmured:
ul- IL have had Il narrow escape. my pr
an Constance. | seemed to hear Il noise
zee, this room and stepped in, when Il m
tie Of gigantic strength leaped oil me, a
was about to kill me when you mi
sht have appeared and frightened h
It away"
lie. THAT is not quite exact. dear unt
i. ! While you were struggling in the m
heroic way with il burglar Colonel
ng, blado happened to pass. entered
lite house by the front door. which
ker burglar had left open, drove the fell
away and rescued you. Allow me to
vas troduce you-Mr. Timmins. Colonel
,or. blado. John Bonner in Argonaut.
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