The Red Cloud chief., 1896-01-17

This time the voice was n growl. Gil
bert saw the form of a man, but II dit
not resemble his friend Bob.
What will we carry tho swlg in?'
asked the voice with a growl.
Good heavens! n burglar, Giiber
felt that his only safety lay in keeping
up the dclusion of the cthor that he wa
n pal he musl get out aod find Gussie
"Gijc IL TO me-" he said in n disguised
tone, rs rough as he dared make IL.
stow that. pard, | amt goin' to run
no risk of that sort-Ive got the silver
but the jewclry-"
Flash went a pistol, and the report
iad scarcely ceased when Gilberts
hands were pinioned, and the police
man was calling for help. The real
burglar had made n dash for liberty,
II escaped through the window.
"W-w-h-a-t does this mean?" de-
manded old man Matston, as. purple
with rage and excitement, he came hur-
rying In with a light.
one of ems got Off" said the po-
liccman, but here's t'other rascal safe
enough" and he bowed up the sickly
features of Gilbert Harding, who was
ready TO faint. but made a bluff to meet
Gussic's father.
"Ha, ha, Mr.. Marston; quite a joke,
taking me for a burglar; ha! hal"
1T doesn't look very much like a
joke to me, young man" said the father
sternly; what were you doing entering
my house feloniousiv in the night?"
Sure enough II didn't look much like
n joke now that he saw IL on both sides.
Where was Bob Kennedy. that he did
not step forward to help his friend out?
Where was Gussie? Where was his
own Wanted courage? He dared not
look Gussic's father in the face, and
say: II came to steal your daughter"
"Will you kindly explain to the po-
liceman that you know me. sir, and
that | am not a burglar" he managed
to say AT last.
Il know you. certainly" croaked the
old man. but IL you are not a burglar
what are you doing with my family sill
the matter in court. Officer, do your
duty. Take this man to the station"
Did Gilbert hear Alright? He had not
time to discuss the matter, or indeed
&c say another word. Some philoso-
phcr has remarked quantity that when
n man begins to go down hill, 1t seems
as II all creation was creased for the
occasion. So the way for the depar-
turc of the policeman and his prisoner
was made very expeditions. The other
members of the family made them
selves invisible. so there was no one to
whom he could appeal, and doors
opened and shut like magic for them to
pass through. And it seemed no time
at all before the unhappy lover was
locked in n cell at the police station.
But he did not lansuish there all
night. Bob Kennedy, who had been
late In keeping the appointment. ap-
pearcd TO bail him out. and after rous-
ing several ofcials-oach of whom was
the wrong one-from their beds, he
rescued his friend. and then consoled
him with a cold bottle and . hot bird in
the early morning hours.
He took Bob's advice to leave town
on "A business tour and to remain until
such time as Father Marston's wrath
had cooled. There was no notice of
the burglary or his arrest in the news
papers, and he left it TO Bob to explain
away any lingering suspicion against
him.
He was to say that Gilbert saw the
open window. and followed the burglar
TO intercept him, or any other harmless
untruth that seemed to TT in.
Bob did his part so we'll that before |
..lbert's return he read in the society
an announcement of that
'aithless friends engagement to the
versatile Gussie. And then II dawned
upon him that there had been 70 burg
lar as well as no clopcment. And he
Immediately wrote himself down q
name of three letters.