The Red Cloud chief., 1902-06-20

Daylight came. The organ stops
were replaced. the organ rclockcd. and
every picture righted. The next night
Mrs. Wiltcrs and myself were TO go IN
guard, she to remain in the parlor. as
George had done the night previously.
and In bed. as | was not quite strong
enough yet to remain up.
At midnight the house WAS again
quiet, Mrs. Writers on guard. | heard
the clock struck twelve. then one,
and
My hair stood on end. A scream
came from the parlor. Hastily lighting
a lamp, I bcheld Mrs. Wiltcrs standing
in u corner. swinging the club franti.
| cally, and screaming.
Eleanor. what in Heavens name are
| YOU DOING
You nearly frightened me tC death"
! she gaspcd.
.Iy"
what did you fire att"
l had discharged the gun and 1t lay
smoking against the toOtbOurd. the bu.
rcau looking glass having n round hole
through it.
did fire.
"Did YOU Mr.. Writers. tomorrow
night Matte shall he on guard. and
neither you nor your gun can Brighten
| herr
Great Heaven, Scc,''
Every picture was again turned to.
ward the wall and the organ was
open.
eleanor. what mystery is this"
My wife was spccchlcss. Just AT that
moment George and Matte appeared.
Father. we will try ii tomorrow
night. ard failing. Wen call in the po.
lice to watch for rs" George said,
when the situation had been eX.
planned.
Aud 50 once more the pictures were
turned back.
IL prefer II revolver 10 n club" Mat
tic said stoutly.
Thus armed we again awaited events.
Singular that | should hear tie clock
striking every night toward morning.
But so it was. II struck twelve. then
one. then two. and
| leaped from bed. Matte was firing
her revolver rapidly. the light reveal
ing her in IN attitude of despair.
We'll. Matte. what have You hit:"
Nothing" she said doggcdly. throw.
ing her smoking revolver into Il cor.
npr.
"Oh. yes you have. You've shot
four holes through my new oil paint
ing. costing five hundred dollars. One
hole in the perspective. one in the
background. two through the noun
tain. Good. Just one hundred and
twenty-five dollars IA shot. Matte.
you'll do"
As we came back Ia II normal con.
lition of mind we found thai the pie
lures had been reversed as before.
1T is terrible" said Matte.
But why did you shoot
Il heard footsteps"
whose"
Il do not know"
Leave me TO watch tomorrow
night, said my wife, dctcrminedly.
We'll and good; we Will" | an
swcrcd.
When The fatal hour came Mrs. vii. |
tiers commanded:
mfr. Wiltcrs, you will now retire as |
usual"
! retired gun in hand.
George Mattie-your father has
o n to bed. Come
The three left the room. going to the
snlI'a illl m lptsS pl,ahn NFl,nt IA ,,nn,t
| had no means cf knowing N the time.
but il all came on afterward. When |
! fell asleep they returned to the sitting
room. each holding n revolver ana a
dark lantern. Mrs. Writers was al the |
head of the undertaking. her idea be- |
ing To flash the bulls eyes full upon the |
parlor adjoining at the slightest noise. |
ana should II person be discovered
tampering with the organ or pictures. |
to shoot him.
As usual | heard the clock strike
twelve, one, two. and The ncXt |
knew the parlor was suddenly illum-
mated, and crack. crack, crack, went
the three revolrcrS. They had sur
prised the man in the very act of dis
placing the pictures, and after firing
cNcitedly, rushed into the room.
Great Heavens cried my wife, |
fainting and falling.
Are You hurt" gaspcd George.
I'VE have shot father screamed
Matte, springing forward aud clasplng
me in her arms.
Matters were soon rightcd, but If
my bold warriors had NOT been too
badly frightened To shoot straight |
should not be telling this story. IL
is all explained by the fact that | was
a somnambulist. and did these things
in my Wavcrley.
The Elephants Teeth.
An elephant has only eight teeth alto.