The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1895-03-16

she called to bin and asked WHY he had
net gone on to the city.
Forgot my watch" came back from
the man up stairs, who, whatever his 9th
er qualifications for his work, was clearly
lacking in imagination.
The Idea was SO improbable and the
voice sounded SC odd that Mrs NcCor-
mick, who was all alone in the house cx-
cept for a couple Of maidservants. who
were In another part Of the house, started
up the stairs. She met the man Just as be
was coming down. Taking his cue from
her previous question, he tried to put on a
bold front and said that he had been sent
by Bob to get his watch and some other
things
I'm friend Of Bob's," he added reas-
surlngly.
No, you're not You'fo burglar. and
you shall not leave this house." said Mrs.
Mccormick us she seized him by the lapels
Of his coat. She confessed afterward that
1t occurred to her at the time that bur
glar would be n white elephant on her
hands. but she was determined that he
should not get away with his booty. The
burglar who could no doubt have broken
loose without difficulty II he had not stop
ped to parley, argued a few moments too
long, for, while this interesting dialogue
was going ON, both Bob and Mr. McCor-
mick came in the door, and after short
struggle succeeded in getting the man
down, where they held him until Mrs.
Mccormick secured a policeman.
Pluck equally striking and perhaps Of
higher quality was shown by the elderly
English lady who, when about to recite
her nightly prayer detected man under
her bed. She neither fed nor changed
courtenance. but she changed her form of
petition, and instead repeated q prayer
which Is almost as common as the English
tongue and goes up nightly from thou
sands of baby lips. When she had finished,
she heard voice begging her not TO be
frightened and assuring her that she should
not be harmed The man, so runs the
tale, crept from his hiding place, and with
tears in his eyes told her that he had re-
peated that prayer at his mothers knee
He had neither uttered it nor heard it for
years, but it had reached the tender spot
which the optmist assures us remains
even in the hardest hearts.
Prayer as a specific for burglars ought
to commend itself to preacher above all
men, and yet only few weeks ago there
was recorded in one paper tho account of
one minister down in Missouri who shot a
burglar VINO Dau called NJ Jnc parsonage
in the middle of the night presumably for
something more tangible than spiritual
advice), and another gentleman of the
cloth in Indiana, who put bullet into a
pugilist.
A pugilist of course, is clearly without
the pale, bnt there is always possibility
of reform for q burglar, and to sensitive
natures the conception of preacher with
human blood on his hands is not an agree
able one.
That burglars arc frequently men of su-
perior education is well established fact
IT takes a man with wits, and highly de-
veloped wits at that Gust as the railroad
manager insisted), to achieve any decent
success as n burglar. The gentleman who
is known in criminal annals as Handy
Andy, and who had a brilliant career in
Chicago some twenty odd years ago, was
hOusebreaker of the educated type. Ho
used frequently, when making a profess
sional call, to spend pleasant half hour
in the library reading such books as he
happened to fancy and making annota-