The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1901-11-08

On the floor, just under the window
in Maidie's room. lay a keen double
edged knife. The stumps of two or
three matches found in the colonePs
apartment and others in Miss Por-
ter's showed that the thief had not
feared to make sufficient light for his
purpose, and from the floor of
Marion's room. close to the bureau.
just where it had been dropped when
the prowler was alaramed. Miss Por-
ter picked up one of the old-fash-
Toned 'phosphors" that ignite noise
lessly and burn with but a tiny flame.
Marion's portemonnaie was in the
upper drawer, untouched, and such
jewelry as she owned, save two pre-
cious rings she always wore, was
stored in her fathers safe deposit
box in the bank at home. The colonel
was really the greatest loser and de-
clared it served him right. both pro-
vost marshal and chief of police hav-
ing warned him to leave nothing ely
ing around loose"
At sound of shots on the Gale
Nueva Brent had sailed forth. and.
iluPCtuouSiy ihtO Vic
lighted thoroughfare, had narrowly
missed losing the top of his head as
well as his watch, an excited sentry
sending bullet whizzing into. space
by way of the coloners pith helmet.>
which prompted the doctor to say in
his placid and most effective way that
more heads had been lost that night
than valuables, and one bad shot be-
gat another.
Sentries down towards the barracks,
hearing the three or four quick re-
ports, bethought them of the time
honored instructions prescribing that
in case of blaze which he could not
personally eXtinguish the sentry
should "shout 'Fire!' discharge his
piece and add the number of his
post" Sagely reasoning that nothing
but fire could start such a row, or
at least that there was sufficient ex-
cuse to warrant their having some
fun of their own to enliven the dull
hours of the night, Numbers and
touched off their triggers and yelled
"Fire!" Five and 6, nearer home, fol-
lowed suit, and in two minutes the
bugles were blowing the alarm all
over Ermita and Malate. and rollick-
ing young regulars and volunteers by
| the hundred were tumbling out into
the street, all eagerness and rejoicing
at the prospect of having lark with
the Bomberos. the funny little Manila
| firemen with their funnier little
squirts on wheels.
It was fully half an hour before the
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| the alarm and order their companies
| back to bed, an order most reluctant
ly obeyed, for by that time the near
est native fire company was aroused
| and on the way to the scene. 9th
ers could be expected in the course
of the night, and the Manila fire de-
partment was something that afford
ed the Yankee soldier unspeaEable
| Joy. He hated to lose such an oppor
| tunity.
But for all his professional calm.
| DR.. Frank was by no means pleased
with the excitement attending this
| episode. For an hour or more Off
GERS from all over the neighborhood
gathered in front Of Brent's and had
to be told the particulars, "Billy
Rays daughter" being pronounced
the heroine everybody expected her
to be, while that young lady herself,
| now that the affair could be called
closed, was in condition bordering
on the electric. ''Overwrought and
| nervous" said Miss Porter, "but
laughing at the whole business"
What Frank thought he didn't say.
but he cut short Sandy's visit to his
sister and suggested that he go down
and tell the assemblage under the
front gallery that they would better
return to whist-or whatever game
was in progress when the alarm was
given. The colonel could not invite
them in as matters stood, and they
slowly dispersed. leaving only
senior or two and Lieut.. Stuyvesant
to question further, for Stuyvesant.
coming from afar and arriving late.
was full of anxiety and concern.