Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1900-08-02

home and put 10 bed Alrs. Trumbul
had recovered from her nervousness
and was peeking out from behind a
window shade listening 10 n conversa-
tIon that was going on in the court.
The servant employed by the family
In the apartment just below the Trum-
bulls abode was In the fiat opposite
telling the occupants OF that place that
che was unable to get into the house
81 cant turn the key, and II yon
don't mlad, nam, I'll 90 through your
window"
The people didn't mind at all. They
even held the girls parasol and pocket
book while she clambered from one
window sill to the other.
Then came q crash. 1t was terrific
crash Had the girl fallen into the
court? No. The sounds that came
from the door below were unlike those
heard when Hendrix Hudson played
nincpins IN the Adrondacks. At that
| point came a shrek, such as the stage
heroine gives vent TO when the villain
gets after her with n butcher knife
1t was sickenlng. Mrs. Trumbull wait.
ed half a second. then stuck her head
out OF the window and with the help
of half dozen other feminine voices
called: MARY. Mary! Whats the mat
tery'
The reply was n volley Of sobs and
squeals winding up with, "The fats
been robbed
Mr.. Trumbull was surprised to see
his wife with hair streaming down her
/ back and hands clutching the folds Of
bath robe go scooting through the
library out into the hell and down the
stairs.
In ten minutes she returned. Her
eyes were big and black and scared
Her teeth were chattering, and her
hands were busy with each other. She
curled up on the diyan and looked al
her husband.
John, what do you think? The
Smiths fiat has been robbed. aDC
there's hardly a scrap of anything left
They came through the kitchen win
dow. They even took some Persian
rugs and Mrs Smiths sealskln. Ant
illt SlIN tl hli Splits anu AiiN bphSt-
oh. you just should see II! It's knee
deep with the things that they've pull
ed out of the dressers and wardrobes.'
! John continued to read his Spencer.
"That's too bad" he said.
Silence of FIVE minutes.
"John." she spoke very softly.
"Yes?" he asked, not looking up from
Spencer.
John. do you know I'd just b.
scared stiff If you weren't here"
John smiled sadly.
"You won't go off on that hunting
trip. will you!'"
"Well-ll-ll." he drawled uncertainty.
81 just won't let you. now. The.
might come in and take my old candle
stick or the baby or my grandmother
set of china. And-Tm not bit afrai'
when you're here-honest, I'm not"
Johns chest swelled up. This wa
something new. He threw Spencer ol
the floor and went and looked at hi
revolver. Then he tried the dinini
room windows. After that he threv
his arms out and doubled them up II
etc u uiS ohSiiCb up 40 ~ va
when he was lad at school.
He walked back and forth through
their bit of a fat and held his hea
up high Then he sat down beside tina
little tyrant of wife and looked he
in the eyes.
She giggled hysterically and ran he
fingers across his mustache, just as sh
used to do when poor John was so cri
zy with love for her that she coul
have pulled out every hair of his hea
and he'd never have known it.
Dear" John said softly, 81 neve
knew before that there was any plac
for me in this house, that | filed an
want here But now find that | al
useful that | am q burglar scarel
C. bless the man that stole thos
IT, -, down stairs. It'll be hard o
the Smiths, but it's mighty fine thin
for me-"
And they lived happy ever after Q
had for q week, as the burglary onl
took place that far back. - Chicag
Times Herald.