The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1893-03-10


/ In the uncertain light TIA mas, :. b., (
unnaturally large and hea.v. and seemed (
T"Cn second TO be on the point Of rising
/ indeed, as Mr.. Murfree reached the cen .
/ Ter table ne thought all was over. and .
sLrank down behind il despairinglv.
! but fortune was kind; the burglarstill
searched busily, and Mr.. Murfree. gath
ering himself for a grand effort and
neryed 10 the point Of desperation. made
flying leap, and landing with terrific
force upon the burglars shoulders
grabbed the revolver, yelling, Police,
thieves. OH
Over he went. bumpety bump, and as
he found himself PROSTATE on the floor.
| with chair and something soft and thick
over him, he finished his exclamation
/ with 1t
"Oh, Ulysses, Ulysses!" screamed Mrs
Murfree, tangling herself up in the bed
clothes i'll her efforts TO rise. Help,
/ Where are YOU
Mr.. Murfree was on his feet III fash
holding in his arms the harmless cause
of his fright and disturbance, Mrs. Muir
frees fur cape, which she had hung over
the chair back, in front Of the dresser.
and which, with its high shoulders and
collar, had looked in the dim light like n
STOPPING figure.
Men think quickly sometimes, and Mr.
Murfree realized the situation with re-
markable speed, and being on his met
tie determined not to be made fool of.
Knocking Mrs. Murfrees jewel case
from the dresser as he fed he rushed out
Of the room pellmell, stepping on the
cat, the author Of the mysterious noises
that had first awakened him.
With q savage kick he sent her ahead
of him, as he few down the front stairs,
and banged the front door open and shut.
Then he painted breathlessly up again,
sinking on the top stair, sore, bruised
and mad, just as his wife succeeded in
lighting the gas.
Burglar" he gasped.
Where, oh, where!" she screamed ex-
citedly, half helping, half dragging him
into the room.
Gone" he managed to say; knocked
him over-got away-front door-see
there!" pointing to the jewelry strewn
around the floor.
Mrs. Murfree gave one look, and then,
with that faithful sense of obligation to
the tradition of her sex which the aver
age woman seems to possess in an emer-
gency, she proceeded to faint away.
Mr. Murfree dumped her into a chair.
Hew too weak to hold her, and besides
he felt fiendish exultatiOn In glorying
in his superior strength Of mind, so when
she recovered he was picking up the
| cleverly scattered trinkets with as bored
an air as he could assume.
} What are you scared Of" he said
} scornfulIy. MANS gone; I'm here; l
rather think have protected you even
if l am a coward. Perhaps you will
kindly leave the light burning after this
so that / shall not be obliged to struggle
for my life in the dark" and he wiped
| from his forehead few drops Of blood
} trickling from a scratch he received in
| his encounter with the large pin on his
cape burglar, making his face as CORY as
possible with the small amount of mate
rial.
| Vertically the tables were turned.
! Mrs. Murfree looked at him q moment
o in a hysterical way, and then falling on
y his neck alternately implored forgive
}. ness and wept over her former severity
calling him her hero and all the de
- lightful names which Mr.. Murfrees SOU
- was thirsting for.
d "rH never say such mean things
again." she sobbed, never, never"
?, "There. there" said her spouse
II Strengthening up and putting on pa
n tronizing air to conceal the nervous
+, shaking of his muscles-scarce over theil
d recent shock. 'You sit down and Twill
search the house, so that we can fee
l easy during the remainder of the night.
d So that while Mrs Murfree hid behint
K the bed curtains for fear of another visit
or, her Ulysses went out into the hal
{ and stayed five minutes in dark corner
lg returning with a serious air and the as
= surance that all was well.
Id Locking their door, the couple ono
le more sought reposc, but both were to
he excited for sleep.
r. Won't l Just gloat over Mrs. jerks,
m exclaimed Mrs. Murfree as she convu1
sively patted the pillow into a more az
It commodating shape "Oh, Ulysses, L.
or tell every woman in the block"
e. Just then the ludicrous side of tn
to thing struck Mr.. Murfree, and he stuffe
the corner of the sheet in his mouth an
to shook convulsively.
'e- Whats the matter, dear: cried h,
as wife. What's the matter, Uly:'
w AS soon as he could speak he mu
1 tered, Only a chill-don't bother abor
lst it-guess l took cold"
Re "Shant 1 get you something hot
i'll asked his spouse anxiously.
an Nonsense" he replied, controllin
nd himself with difficulty; Just go
| sleep. I'm tired"
en- 'All right, dear, responded she;
do hope you won't be sick. It's Vel
Ir. funny, Ulysses, that the policeman {
sat our beat didn't hear anything or con
running up to the house when tn
dreadful man made such a noise at Il
nd door, Dear me, if 1 didn't know yc
to had a chill l should think you we
Ter laughing"
nd And Mr.. Murfree was.-Carolyn Wa'
rs, in Buffalo News.
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