The Wichita daily eagle., 1894-01-03

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and again, and then sank in a most un-
womanly heap on the floor.'
In a few moments several of tho
servants came rushing breathlessly to
the library, and the FIRST, Mrs. Nor
cross own maid, gasped:
Mr.. Norcross, are you i'll? What is
it? o, mercy! are you killed? Why, it
| isn't Mr.. Norcross o. it's burglarr'
and the frightened Abigail threw her
self into the arms of the butler.
Lefty, you stupid! It's I-MrA
Norcross. There was a burglar here,
and put on Mr.. Norcross' clothes and
scared him away. He's gone, now, and
I'm so frightened. I don't see where
Mr.. Norcross is; do believe that hor-
rid wretch has murdered him, oh h."
and she subsidized into flood of tears.
In the midst of this babel there came
a violent ringing of the bell and one of
who, striding into the library, ex.
claimed angrily:
What the devil does all this confu-
sion mean? and who confronting the
disheveled but beautiful youth who
had sprung to his feet) are you who
presume to guard my wife's where
abouts? And where is she? What
why-Heleni you-in that rig!''
80, Jack-Jackl l thought you'd
never come. Do send them all away
and I'll tell you all about it.
Left to themselves, Helen related,
with many sobs, the events of the even
ing.
"My dearest" began Mr.. Norcross,
with an odd twinkle in his eyes, when
she had finished, 81 hate to spoil
your story, and you were certainly
very brave, and such a striking man as
you would make, too-don't blush, my
love--except that your hair has tum.
bled down. you look very manly.
''But-that terrible burglar was
my cousin, Arthur Wellerton!'
jack
"And he is noted among the ladiesA
having the most beautiful, lovable and
kindly gray eyes"
"Oi'
Eyes, let me explain. You know he
has lately been taken into the firm, and
we were going over the books this even
ing. AS it grew late I thought would
make night of it and not come home.
So ssnt Arthur up to the house to get
file Of accounts and tell you of my de-
cision.
''Well, Arthur hadn't been gone long
when l discovered had given him the
wrong latch key. and started after him,
for knew he couldn't get in.
'He must have been gone longer
than thought. for met him on the
way back. He told me how he got in
and then hesitated.
Jack, old boy he said 4 don't
know what to think of it all, nor what
to tell you, but just as I was closing
your desk, man, deucedly handsome
young fellow. appeared in the door and
ordered me out / asked for your wife
and he grandly informed me that she
was not at home. Never saw the fell
low before. but l knew it was lie, old
fellow, for swear heard the swish of
a wcman's dress on the stairs as
stepped into the dining-room.'
"Iou may imagine, my dear girl, my
ASSAAANS az eiiAS w no luc
deuce was this handsome young fellow
who made such startling assertions-I
vushed home-and the rest you know"
20 jack" cried Helen, in an agony of
modification, Jack, how can l ever
look him in the face! o what an idiot
am! dear. dear, dear! Jack, did he tell
you about the revolver-he did? O."
There, there. don't cry, you little
goose Arthur will think you are the
bravest Little woman in the world-asI
do-and he thought you were such q
handsome youth"
1T was all that stupid novel. 1
shouldn't have been so nervous il
hadn't been reading about burglars
And, really, your cousin-or my bur.
glar-is the handsomest man l ever
SAVIOR blonde"'-Boston Globe.