Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1897-03-05
IT WAS a LAwN MOWER.
rnriIh2e Experience OF Brave Ma
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rnfiIh2e Experience OF Brave Man
Ended az DtSappoiStment.
"Yes;" koid the man with the blond
hustache, that was terrible expert
ence had last night"
"And IL WAS realty burglarsp' asked
one of the young women. with shud-
der, and she looked over her shoulder
with glance of terror. as though sht,
expected to see behind her rufianlY-
looking fellow with black mask on
bis face aud cooked revolver in his
hand.
I'll tell you all about it," replied the
man with the blond mustache. II was
evident that he understood his bust
ness and did not intend to give away
the denouernent CHATS French. you
know, for "snap") until he could do il
n true dramatic fashion.
"I'li tell you oil about IT," he said
Everything was still rs death, or !
suppose it must have been, for had
been sleeping like n log, when was
suddenly reused by peculiar rumbling
sound IL was like the noise OF an ap-
iroachlng carriage. 1t grew louder and
louder. until 1 knew it WAS close at
hand.
"ft suddenly occurred TO me that e
was burglars, and that they had come In
wagon, the better to get away in q
hurry in case of chase by the police
and for convenience In carrying Off
their plumber.
u leaped up on end In bed and sat
there listening and-yes. and trem-
bfiEtg, for the situation was not pleas
ant"
-Oh, 1t must have been horrid!" ex-
o'eimed the young lady who had spoken
before II know shan't sleep a wink
Tonight"
: 81 sat listening and listening" con-
tinued the man with blond mustache,
."but not a sound did hear. All wus
still as the grave"
II wish he would not talk about
graves" murmured the young lady
oforesnid; At is CHASTITY enough with
out that"
"All was still as il could be-" resumed
the story teller, intuitively changing
his simile, for he had not apparently
heard what was said. ''All was still as
IL could be, but all of sudden my ears
were pierced by a sharp click"
And SO il was burglars, and they
must have been right in your room,
too, remarked the young chap with the
big-headed cane. Ibid they kill YOU?
No. OF course they didn't do that; but
did they-what did they do. anyway"
"lIushl" exclaimed the young lady
with the fluffy hair. ooh, dear! IL
tnal0es me crawl oil over can see il
oil; one of the horrid creatures wns
outside with the horse and wagon. and
the other. the biggest and most fero-
cious one, had got into the house with n
billy or Jimmy or one Of those awful
things they give pet names TO, and there
he was standing over you with Il pistol
IN his hand, and"
Not exactly" broke in the man with
the blond mustache. "After n little I
began TO understand the situation"
"And you lcaped out Of bed and laid
the miscreant dead az your feet?" sug-
Sested the girl who had aspirations for
The stage.
"No. why should II" replied Blond
Mustache, "or. indeed, how could |?
When heard q second click got onto
the racket. 1t was Urliburd's confound.
ed lawn mower. lie Is the greatest fell
low YOU ever saw for getting up hours
before daylight and pushing that beast
~ lawn mower of his oil over his place"
And SO IL wasn't burglars, after all %
murmured the young lady who awhile
eSo had felt herself unequal TO hearing
the story.
Another young lady expressed the
opinion that It was real mean" and,
take it. all around, Blond Mustache
would better have kept his yarn TO him
self.-boston Transcript.