The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1900-04-28

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Lydia f. Pinkham Med. Co., Lynn, Mass.
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whether you are killed or not. Go down
and pick up your dead pal. Go anyhow"
Dot felt steadier. If she could only
hold out till Jack came back! The man
had counted on making a rush on her, but
had failed in that She didn't think he
was armed, but she was gu the lookout
unwaveringly for the slightest movement
Of his hand toward any weapon, and she
was covering him we'll
At that moment her heart gave great
bound. In his flannel nightgown Cuth-
bert had slipped by her and, ambling
straight up to the invader. beat him on
his legs with his baby fist.
go away" he cried Grossly.
Quick as flash the man bent and had
him in his arms, holding him so that the
baby covered his head and chest.
"Now, drop your gun, or I'll brain tho
kid he exclaimed with savage detcrm-
nation. "Throw it over there, away from
yer Quick"
She dared not fire. ITe surely would
not Kill the two if she obeyed him and
cast away her pistol.
But her temper was fully reused. Oh,
for one moment in which to get a show at
him without imperiling the life Of her
life!
All this passed quicker than the telling.
But in that second Of irresolution Cuth-
bert, who did not take kindly to strangers
and had conceived this one as a grossly
unwelcome intruder, was bringing his
small fists down Oh the mans head and
eyes. The fellow angrily jerked his head
out of reach. putting up his arm and
pushing the infant assailant to one side.
1t was enough. Dot rushed forward,
took quick aim and let go. With groan
the fellows arm relaxed. She had just
time to drop her pistol and catch Cuth-
bert before the man fell in heap on the
floor, very still, the blood from some
where spelling Dots pretty rug.
She sank into chair and felt that she
was going into faint. But there was
another step on the stairs, quick, but
light. Was there an army Of burglars
let loose on the house? And had Jack
gone to the Klondike?
She capped Cuthbert into her rocking
chair, his pink legs protruding from his
nightgowh, the picture of anything but a
victorious infant conqueror, and jumped
for her faithful "gun." A man rushed
into the room.
stop, or I'll fire" she quavered forth.
dot! It's me! Chuck that gum
She "chucked the gun" and luxuriously
tainted in Jacks arms. Cuthbert inaugu-
rated the family retirement from warfare
by a lusty yowl, to which Jack who was
busy wetting Dots face with cologne,
loosening her gown and tanning her, paid
no attention whatever. He was not a
nervous man and had great confidence in
his son.
The mothers ears were perchance
awakened by that mellow wailing, with
its croupy touch. Dots eyes, with the
fire all out. opened, and as she recognized
Jacks dear face, which had never SEEM
ed so DEAR she drew q long. quivering
breath and wound her arms tightly about
him.
"You're not hurt, Ja@k?' she said
weakly.
mot bit. And Cuthberts roaring
like Il blast furnace You'd better brace
mp. and we'll tidy up the place a bit.
Dust out the burglars. Did any escape?
Or is the gent on the floor the whole COL
lectonT'
II think there's another In the back
yard" faltered Dot in an awestruck tone.
well, let's look him up. First, I'll see
what trim this fellow is in"
Examination proved that the hungry
caller on Mrs. Dot was alive, but not in
distressful consciousness. The bullet had
remained in his system.
Mrs. Dot hastily restored Cuthbert to
bis little bed, where, weary with battle,
he gave a grateful sigh and slumbered,
his pink hands no longer nggressively
cinched, but placidIy open like rosy star
fish.
Hes NIL night, Dot, l think" said
Jack after his examination of the bur-
glar "He's made mess of your rug,
and don't know what we are to do with
him. don't care to go out again, and
You ought to be in bed"
I'VE might put him in the spare room
till morning." said Dot helplessly.
"Yes, and let Cuthbert mount guard
over him till breakfast time" returned
Jack sarcastically. IL think it will be |
better to deposit him gently on the front
steps and let nature look after him till
we can do something more"
Jack shouldered the unconscious man
and, helped by Dot, got him down stairs
He laid him tenderly out on the front
step. There was no one to call, and he
would not leave his wife alone to 20 in
quest of help for disposing of him other
wise.
Dot suggested that they put a sofa
cushion under his head, well covered
with long Turkish bath towel. which
Jack remonstrantly did. The next morn
Ing the burglar. the bath towel and the
cushion were gone to parts unknown.
Then Jack made hurried trip around
The premises. They were Uttered with
no burglars, 30, locking the inside door,
they went up stairs. Half way up Dot
stopped suddenly short and gasped:
"Oh, Jackw
And she looked at her husband with the
9ueerest smile.
"Well?" said he.
"Do you remember what You said when
vou dashed IMP
"Why. I told you not to shoot; that as
ong a. 1t was Davy Crockett at the
,ther end Of the gun I'd come down."
mo. Think what you said"
NJ said, 'non't shnnt Dnt Ira T."