The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1897-07-29
THE BURGLARS sesr JOB.
taken as Dead by a Doctor to Dissect
He Recovered and Robbed Hin.

taken as Dead by a Doctor TO Dissect
He Recovered and Robbed Hin.
All great men get their start In lie
some way or another, said the burglar.
aud I'm no exception. When / was IL
years old rau away from home N the
country, where / lived with my uncle.
a school teacher, and If do say II N.Y.
self, l was one Of his brightest and
sharpest scholars. / got to New York
as the usual runaway boy does, and
unlike most Of them, succeeded In
eluding pursuit, and settled down to
business as a newsboy. 1t was con-
genial work, and / used to go to night
school, and soon was a leader among
the boys. BY the time / was II had
a position in a restaurant as a cashier,
but the handling Of the money was too
much for me, and one day | skipped out
with 500 and went to San Francisco.
For the next four years | kept getting
a little worse, but | never fell into the
hands Of the police.
Then | got sick, and they put me in a
city hospital, and one night l died-I
mean that as far as they knew l was
dead. didn't have any friends, and as
the young doctor who attended especi-
ally 20 me didn't get any pay for his
trouble, the authorities, TO recompense
him somewhat, and TO save funeral ex-
penses, turned my body over to him,
and he took it to his office for the usual
purpose. He laid me out on a table In
back room about / o'clock one morn
ing, and left me there in the cold, while
he adjourned to some other part of his
house and went to bed, l suppose. In
fact, l know, as you will see presently.
/ don't know what time in the night
it was or what was going on around
me, but after while | began to come
| TO, and in a few minutes knew that
was not in the narrow little bed In the
| hospital, and in a few more minutes l
began to be scared nearly to death for
knew right away that was In the
/ hands of the doctors and in fair way
to be chopped up. The fright gave me
strength, and | got up from the table
| and was about to break away any,
where, so long as l got away, when the
absence of clothes suggested that l
get some, and l began to look around a
bit. | soon got into the doctors ward
robe, and it wasn't long until | had
dressed myself very we'll for ready
made things, and wasn't half as bad
scared as l had been, owing to a good
drink of brandy l got out Of bottle
came across.
l don't know why the burglar instinct
should have showed up at such a time,
but the sense Of safety that | felt in
knowing how easily could account for
my presence in the house seemed to
urge me ON to getting as much value
as l could out of the doctors house be-
fore my departure, and thanks to his
carelessness and wealth, when finally
made my exit had a thousand or mors
dollars worth of jewelry, watches and
that sort, to say nothing about a hun
dred dollars or so l got in cash. In
fact, concluded the burglar, with a
heartfelt SIGH l don't think that In all
the after years of my work, improved
as it should have been by experience,
study and practice, l ever did more
pleasant and profitable job than my
irst one, to which, of course, was added
the keen pleasure of the joke l had
played on the doctor.