Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1901-12-12
A REMARKABLY BRAVE MAN.
scorned to Use Anything But His
Fists Upon Midnight Ma
RAIDERS.

Ever since the midsummer reign OF
burglar error swept v the suburb
an towns just north of New York, bur-
glars and their ways have been gener-
ally discussed at afternoon teas in the
afflicted belt, states the New York
Tribune. All of the popular burglar
fiction has been read and reread, and
some of the women have even taken to
detective stories, in hopes of being
able to develop their own clews in case
their homes should be visited. Al
though with the coming of autumn
the number of burgiaries has fallen
off to a delightful degree, the women
are still talking about it.
81 am not afraid of these horrid bur-
glar persons" said a dainty little
woman at a tea in New Rochelle one
afternoon the other week. MY hus-
band is a brave man and he would
protect me-"
"Your house has not been robbed"
said a matron who has more years to
her credit in the book of life and who
had sacrificed all of her solid silver
to the aforesaid burglars. "Wait un-
til the burglars get to prowling
around on the floor below and see
what your husband will do. Unless
he's a most extraordinary man he
will stay in bed and let the silver CO."
I'D have you know my husband is
as brave as a lion," said the little
woman, and her tone indicated that
she would like to add: "You horrid
thing!"
81 used to think men were brave,
and all that said a third woman, who
had been an amused listener, 'but I've
changed my mind. They have but lit
the more courage than women when
it comes to burglars. I had an expe-
rience which proves it."
of the room.
"Well, it was this way" she began.
John was called to Philadelphia on
business soon after we got back to the
country, and he hated to leave three
women alone in the big house. I was
not afraid, but the evening before ]
had seen a suspicious man about the
place, SO I told him I'd feel safer if
there was a man about. He sent his
partner out from the city to protect
us. He was one of the incest men I've
ever meta big six-foot chap who
played football at college and who
looked strong enough to do anything.
He talked bravely, too. When I of
fered to let him have Johns revolver
he said:
"Oh, never mind; I won't need any
weapon but my fists if the burglars
should come prowling around to-
night. I fight with anything
else.'
"Now, hat was very brave, and it
made me a little jealous, for I knew
that John would never have voiced
such sentiments. Anyway, we felt
very safe with the man who scorned
weapons on watch on the ground
floor. He left in the morning before
we were up, and what do you suppose
we found?"
THAT the house had been robbed
while he slept" ventured one.
THAT he was a burglar in Disguise
ventured another, whose imagination
had speed like that of a racing auto
mobile.
mo; you r all wrong. This man
who never used weapons, but depend
ed on his fists, had taken a set of golf
clubs from the hall rack and the heavy
brass tongs and poker from the fire.
place. They were leaning against his
pillow at the head of the bed, and in
his hurry he had forgotten to remove
the evidences of his unconfessed fear
of things that prowl in the dark"