The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1899-09-13
A BURGLARS MIsIiAP.
ventriioquist Terrified HIS Visitor ana
Saved His valunbies.


The burglar who had served short
term for being caught while trying to
leave house he had entered without
the authority Of the owners was en-
gagged in the practice of his profess
sion again.
"They don't catch mo in no self
actin cage this time" he said to him
self, ne he raised rear window Of the
house he had selected for the scene
Of his operations and cautiously in
sinuated his head through the open
ing. .-.
~ don't see no cards tellin' me it's
all right, and not to make q noise,
and will please shut the pantry win
dow SOS the things won't freeze. I
guess it's all straight"
With a whispered caution to his
confederate, who was TO remain ON
guard outside, he crawled noiselessly
in, stood few moments TO listen, and
then proceeded to penetrate further
into the interior.
Finding only few things worth
stealing OH the lower floor, he started
up the stairway.
One of the steps creaked and he
stopped instantly.
Not the slightest sound came from
the rooms above, however, and, after
waiting reasonable time, he moved
forward and upward with great eau,
tion.
Entering what seemed to be Il
main upper room he glanced add
HIM.
Sufficient light came in from
street lamp across the way to enab
him to see bed in one corner occtf(
pied by man whose deep and regular
breathing furnished sufficient evil
dence that he was sound asleep.
The mans clothing was hanging at
the foot of the bed.
The burglar moved in that direc-
ton. =. e.
Instantly he heard loud whisper:
"Don't do thatl You'll wake him!"
Annoyed and alarmed at what he
conceived TO be wholly unauthorized
and bungling attempt on the part of
his confederate to take hand in the
fine work of the job instead Of remain
ing at his post of duty outside, he
turned his head and moved back
step or two.
"St!" came the whisper again, loud
er than before.
The burglar glanced at the sleeper,
who had not stirred, and then moved
toward the door will, the intention of
administering o voiceless rebuke to
his reckless confederate.
"You blamed fool" whispered the
voice again. "You haven't got sense
enough to rob a sandbank. Let me
do thisl'
The burglar peered into the gloom
of the upper hallway.
Not seeing his pal, he stepped out
through the door.
"Stopl" exclaimed a loud, deter
mined voice. ''If you move another
inch in this direction I'll put bullet
through you"
He jumped back and darted in the
direction of the front window.
eli, therel" spoke another voice.
"Don't go that way, eitherl Can't
you see you're running right into
gun?"
Trembling in every limb he stood
near the centre OF the room, uncertain
what to do.
He put his hand into his hip pocket.
''If you make another motion with
that hand" exclaimed voice from
somewhere in the darkness, 'T'll
shoot! I've got the drop on you"
He stole another glance at the
sleeper.
The man had not stirred.
The burglar felt cold sweat
breaking out all over him.
Then, as the savage yell OF a fierce
dog, apparently under the bed, came
startlingly to his ear, he jumped with
a yell of terror to the side window,
five or six feet away, plunged through
it, carrying the sash with him, and
rolled down the kitchen roof into
deep snowbank, from which he
emerged second later and fed like
deer, followed by his bewildered con-
federate.
He had made the horrible blunder
of trying to rob professional ven-
triloquist-who happened to be awake.