Connecticut western news., 1895-01-31

He reached the first floor and paused as if uncertain whither to direct his steps.
 Let's see,'' he said, !" is lawd- ships bedroom looks on to the street, and yours-I remember now that the powdered haired cove iksplained-'er ladyship is out Ter town. Very well, then. The mewses is to my back, so the front of the 'ouse must be afore me. An, they re a -talkin, and s'pose they've got this part of the 'ouse all to their selves, since there ain't no children or guests. !"
 The talking was evidently going on in bedroom which opened into cor ridor that lay on Mir. Browns right hand, and so, with the utmost caution, the burglar crept softly down the pas sage until he reached door that was partly aiar. A little investigation serv- ed to show MT. Brown that the cham Der to which the door belonged was 8 dressing room, and that. furthermore, the dressing room opened into the bed room in which the conversation was taking place. Very stealthily the house. breaker entered and crawled to the bed room door. Arrived there, he expert enced no difficulty in hearing every word that was spoken.
 'I refuse emphatically, Lord Heathington was exclaiming, land I'll trouble you to leave this room at once.
 ''Not until get what I want" an- swered the other in an insolent tone.
 "You shall never have another far thing from me, 7" said the peer. "You have run through all your own money and considerable portion of mine, and I won't stand your blackmailing any longer. Now, you can leave this room and my house as soon as you like.
 The younger man uttered fierce i'm precation.
 "If you won't give me what l want" he shouted, "I'll find a way o1 making you. ]"
 'As you see fit to descend to vulgar threats,'' returned Lord Heathington quietly, II shall have to have you put out of the house.
 So saying, he advanced toward the bellrope and was about to pull it when his brother sprang forward, and being by far the more powerful of the two knocked him down with. one blow of lis fist. Then, as Lord Heathington at tempted to rise, his relative dropped on to his knees and held him down by the throat.
 'Helpl Help Murderp' exclaimed the prostrate man in half stif1ed tones.
 Joey, locking through the door, saw the younger man put his hand inside his coat and draw 0 shining object from his pocket-the same object that he had examined so intently in the hall. Joey was not an individual possessed ot much virtue, but he was an English man, and in common with his country men was always inclined to side with the weaker party when any struggle was going on. He knew that any in terference on his part would lead to his detection and subsequent arrest, but he did not allow that thought to deter him from the course of action which he re- solved to take He saw the uplifted weapon. He heard Lord Heathington' s cry of "MurderI' and he could see the diabolical look on the face of the other man. Joey took in the situation in a moment. The events of a few seconds take some minutes to describe. and it must be remembered that the occur renee we are describing was of less than minutes duration from first to last. It was large room, and between the door and the struggling couple was a huge four poster.
 Joey, on seeing the uplifted weapon, snatched a pillow from the bed and threw it N(eh,aH his force at the would be murdererfs head. Then he sprang across the bed and grappled with him ere he had time to take his brothers life.
 With an exclamation of baff1ed re- venge Lord Heathington's brother turned on the burglar and buried his dagger-for the weapon was poinard of Italian make, which usually hung on the wall of Lord Heathington' S study in Joey's side. Simultaneously the bur glar dealt him tremendous blow on his head with jimmy, and when the frightened domestics, aroused by their masters frantic tugs at the bellrope. arrived on the scene they found house. breaker and peer's brother lying side by side, the first dying, the second only unconscious.
 
 An hour later Joey recovers con- sciousness, thanks to the efforts of the doctors who were hastily called in. Lord Heathington brother, dangerously but 1 not mortally hurt, lies in his own room. Joey himself rests on his lordship's bed. His life is fast ebbing away, for the physicians say that they cannot save it. Lord Heathington, eternally grateful 1 to the man who has saved his life, sits by the bedside, anxiously watching the l sufferers face.
 Joey's lips move, and the peer bends | over him and listens for what he would say.
 e-nothin-yer- lawd- | ship, murmurs Joey faintly. My \ my last crib, yer lawdship. Coin to turn honest, yer I'-
 Joey's voice fails him, and the doctor l by his side puts a cordial to bis lips '"Take = pub = country" continues Joey, with an effort, 'medders-cows and sheep, yer lawdship, turn honest cracked this-larst crib-lawdship" And then, with long sigh, the bur | glars soul takes wing. and who will ! say that by his last brave act Joey did l not redeem his crimes of the past?- l Million.
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