The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1893-05-27

PoAoolou' ln"uo o AyInS reap, dHu
landing with terrific force upon the
burglars shoulder, grabbed the re-
~volver, yelling; .'Police! thieves!-
Oh!-w
Over he went, bumpety bump; and
as he found himself PROSTATE upon
the floor, with a chair and something
soft and thick over him, he finished
his exclamationwith - it.
''Oh! Ulysses! U~lysses" screamed
Mrs. Murfree, tangling herself up in
the bed-clothes in her efforts to rise.
"Help! Where are you"
Mr.. Murfree was on his feet in o
flash, holding in his arms the harm
less cause of his fright and disturb
ance, Mrs. Murfree's fur cape, which
she had hung ver the chair-back in
front of the dresser, and which, with
its high shoulders and collar, had
looked in the dim light like q stoop-
ing figure.
Men think quickly sometimes, and
Mr.. Murfree realized the situation
with remarkable speed, and being on
his metal, determined not to be made
a fool of.
Knocking Mrs. Murfree's jewel case
from the dresser, as he fed, he rushed
out of the room pell-mell, stepping
on the cat, the author of the mys-
FERROUS noises that had first awakened
him.
With a savage kick he sent her
ahead of him, as he flew 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 suo-
ceeded in lighting the gas.
Burglar" he gasped.
"Where, oh, where?" she screamed.
excitedly, 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. q,
Mrs. Murfree gave one look, and
then, with that faithful sense of OBJ
legation to the tradition of her sex
which the average woman seems to
possess in an emergency, she pro-
ceeded to faint away.
Mr.. Murfree dumped her into a
chair. He was too weak to hold her,
and besides, he felt a fendish exulta-
ton in glorying in his superior
strength of mind; so when she recov-
cred, he was picking up the cleverly
scattered trinkets with as bored an
air as he could assume.
What are you scared OFF" he said,
scornfully, ''man's gone, I'm here; [
rather think l have protected you,
even if l am a coward. Perhaps you
will leave the light burning after
this, so that I shall not be obliged
to struggle for my life in the dark"
And he wiped from his forehead a
few drops of blood trickling from a
scratch received in his encounter
with the large pin on his cape-burg-
lar, making his face as CORY as posi-
BILE with the small amount of ma
terial. 49,.
Mrs. Murfree looked at him a mo-
ment in a historical way, and then
falling on his neck. alternately i'm
plored forgiveness, and wept over
her former severity. calling him her
hero and all the delightful names
which Mr.. Murfree's soul was thirst
ing for.
"I'll never say such mean things
again." she sobbe1, ''never. never"
"There, there" said her spouse,
Strengthening up and putting on a
~patronizing air to conceal the nerv-
u shaking of his muscles-scarce
over their recent shock. "You sit
down and I'll search the house, so
that we can feel easy during the re-
mainder of the night"
So that while Mrs. Murfree hid be-
hind the bed curtains for fear of
another visitor, her Ulysses went out
in the hall and stayed five minutes in
a dark corner, returning with a Sc
rious air and the assurance that all
was we'll.
Locking their door; the couple once
mor sought repose, but both were
too excited for sleep.
won't I just gloat over Mrs.
jerks" exclaimed Mrs. Murfree, as
she conyulsiyely patted the pillow
into a more accommodating shape.
''Oh, Ulysses, I'll tell every woman
in the block"
Just then the ludicrous side of the
thing struck Mr.. Murfree, and he
stuffed the corner of the sheet in his
mouth and shook convulsively.
whats the matter, dear?" cried
his wife. '.What's the matter, Ulyp"
"Only a cAill-don't bother about
it; guess I took cold"
"Shan't I get you something hotg'>
asked his spouse, anxiously.
Nonsense" he replied, controll-
ing himself with difficulty, ..just go
to sleep-I'm tired"
"All right, DEAR" responded she,
I do hope you won't be sick. It's
very funny, Ulysses, that the police
man on u beat didn't hear anything.
Or come running up to the house
when that dreadful man made such a
noise at the door. Dear me. If I
didn't know you had a chill ! should
think you were laughing" -"%, 49,.
And Mr.. Murfree was.
She Called Him Down.
The boarding house joker has 40
last met with a setback. He has
been crushed by the l~andlady, and it
came about in this way:
He was the only man at the
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