The Press., 1898-09-22

Aroused from their slumbers, the girls rubbed their eyes and failed to un- derstand the situation.
 "Oh, be quickp' cried Mrs Wylks, wringing her hands.
 "What is it, ma 'am?" asked the girls in the same breath.
 "The burglarl I've got him down stairs in the closet. Oh, hurry He'll break out, and then we're lostp' At the name of burglar" both girls hid themselves under the bedclothes and paid not the least aULaHtion to Mrs. Wylks' pleadings.
 Hell break out, l know he will, and kill the baby Oh, dear, aren't you going to get the police?" And Mrs. Wylks tugged at the bedclothes. "Och! Ochp' answered the girls, holding on to their night coverings.
 "Oh, dear, I'll go myself! won't be killed. I won't have the baby killed. leave you to your fate" And Mrs | Wylks fled, closely followed by the girls, who objected to being left to their fate, and springing from their beds they had caught up whatever articles of wearing apparel lay conveniently at hand and followed their mistress down | the stairs, past the door of the sitting room, on to Mrs. Wylks' room, where a pause was made long enough for the anxious, loving mother to grasp her ba- | by and wrap a blanket, which she hasti- | ly drew from the bed, around it, and the girls arrayed themselves in whatev- CT they had brought with them, enliv- ening the time while making their toilet with little shrieks and screams, as they heard a voice from the closet demanding in no gentle tone to be let out. Then the three women and the ba- | by took up their onward rush down stairs. They halted to open the front door, and the young heir of the house. hold, so rudely aroused from his slum- bers, entered protest ill loud and angry tones.
 l The door was opened, and Mrs. Wylks took her stand on the steps, while the girls hurried away for help. What a long time, it seemed to Mrs. Wylks, they were gone. She could not hear the captured burglar banging on the door and calling to be released, not even when she stepped into the hall and lis tened. He had undoubtedly resigned himself to conquering circumstances
 "Oh, how wish MT. Wylks would come!'' she said to herself, nestling her baby close ill her arms. "I knew some thing was going to happen. How glad he will be that baby and are safe. Oh, I am so glad you have comep' This last exclamation was caused by the appearance of the two girls and half 8 dozen police.
 "You've captured burglar, under, stand, ma 'am,'' said the captain ad- dressing Mrs. Wylks.
 "Oh, yes. He's in the closet uI stairs-that is, if he has not got out, '' and Mrs. Wylks pointed the way fol them to go and followed closely in the rear.
 "Sure, they think you're a hero ma 'am, whispered Ann to her mistress as they went up the stairs.
 Into the sitting room they marched and arranged themselves before the closet door.
 The captain unlocked and opened it two officers sprang forward and dragged for their victim.
 Mrs Wylks peered from behind the open door, where she had hidden, anG looked at the prisoner.
 She then came out to get closer look, and with rather shamed expression or her face she observed:
 "Why, MT. Wylks, is that you?''
 After @ short and entirely satisfactory explanation the officers withdrew, anC Mrs. Wylks fondly embraced her cap tured burglar, who faithfully promised he would never, never, never, never dc so any more.-New York News.