Arizona republican., 1893-01-27

administration, man, hOw'S a fellow to buy whole steamboat when he hasn't money enough to buy a splinter off stage plank? flows d man to buy a house ana lot when he can | buy shovel full of dirt? Ilow's a man"
 That's it." interrupted Claude; "how'S a man to do anything if he docsu do it? Whats the matter with marrying a rich girl?"
 "Where's the girl?' quericd Charlie.
 "Plcuty of them. Girls with money always need a disbursing agent and they will trust husband when they won't trust an elder in the church. Be- sides, what's the good of her money if girl has her heart set on a husband and cant get him?"
 Smith argued awhile against matri- mony and at huli-past three started for home He was thinking the conversa- tion over and as he trudged along it occurred to him that bachclo" was not only knot on a log, but be was very lonesome knot
 His way led him through the aristo- cratic portion of the city, and as he passed fnc house his revrie was dis turHel by the peculiar cilCl, of turn ing lock and the matrimonial line of thought was all knocked awry by the rcportorial instinct, and he saw, in- stead of a blushing, blooming Mrs. Smith, a burglar cracking million aires diuing-room and making off with his silver He thought of the beautiful scoop he was going to have on the other fellows and, slipping into the shadow, he waited and listened. Click went the lock again, as if the burglar was nervous and was moro anxious to open the door than he was tu preserve tuC ordinary bUr- glarious quiet. The reporter scrutin- ized the door closely and discovered that the robber was not on th, outside. but was evidently within and was working his way out, and he felt q thud of excitement at the thought of being able to capture his man with the poodle on his person. He slipped bis revolver out of his pocket, trained it on the door and an instant aftcrwari the door swung open and Charnc was ready to "throw up your hands, when, instead of burglar, Q ghost came out
 Ut can't be a ghost" he whispered in an assuring tone to himself, for ghosts don't unlock doors. They just come right through them. But if it isn't ghost what the deuce is it?'
 He had long to wait, for whoever or whatever it was came out into the yes tibule and down the steps slowly, as if uncertain of its movements, and when about halfway to the pavement stopped,
 By garry" said the reporter, tits woman, and she's got on night gown I'll have to sec about this and with his revolver ready in case of accident, he stepped out of the shadow and spoke to the ghostlv walker
 Good evening"" he said, nervously. No, excuse me, l mean good morning. If you're going to market, maybe you'd better go back and put on an ulster"
 Ordinarily Charlie would have been more gallant, but this was anything but an ordinary affair, and he didn'tre- quire newspaper instinct to tell him so,
 The shceted figure made no reply, but moved again and came toward him. The cold chills chased each other down his back and he looked for policeman, with the usual result,
 stand back" he said, "this pistol ain't loaded, but it might go off "
 But on it came and Charlie found that his legs wouldn't move in spite of all he could do to make them.
 One step more and he stood face to face with his strange discovery, and Charlie saw that it was not only a woman, but a young and handsome one. and he began to feel better.
 'I beg your pardon" he said but the night air is cool and you appear to be dressed rather lightly. Can l rem der you any assistance? Is there any one in the house that has frightened you?'
 Still no answer, and Charlie, embold- ened by his own words, stepped to the young woman's side and gently took her by the arm.
 She turned her face to him and then the mystery was solved.
 Another Amina," he said. La Sonnambula' off the stage with q re- porter as first tenor and leading man. Well, this is go!"
 i've got to take her in the house, anyhow, that's plain" he said to him self, and he gently led the willing walk CT back up to the door and rang the bell, and rang it with forty-horse power draft.
 The next minute the beautiful sleep walker was no longer asleep, but wide awake, and Charlie had very plump young woman in his arms in dead faint, and he made a dash with ms burden into the hall, only to meet healthy young man in even less dis habiile.
 What's this?" he shouted, making a grab at Charlie's throat.
 "Shut the door, you idiot" gurgled Charlie, dropping the girl on the floor and almost putting bis foot on her after the manner of sic semper tyrannis'
 What does this nean?' again