Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1902-12-22
The Face at the Window

| bund smoker about l:30 a. m. out as
aa was walking north III Clark street
| last i'"NlE's drug store he was aston
| lsheu to SIC Il human face peerinG
| th0rugh q frosted plate glass in the
ftout Window of the apothecary's shop.
| Ed2iug toward the curb he stopped IN
tfe shadow ot the telegraph pole to
contemplate the singular apparition.
Tie face VAS that of a man grimacing
an gestl dating at the round, le2i ,
i.cning" which his breath haa made
IL tie ti.ick ost upon the glass Tony
hse had "a few that evening but
| h" wasn't drltr X, and to him the thing
| locked too lfelike for an artif ;iai al
VertiSeDert
Pretty soon few more stragglers
from the Plngerbund came t"ucglnS
along, ard 10y Spieghalter nailed
;,.2ln VIII.
Vat it iss? See?'
they stopped, too, but none haj q
Letter So 'ution than that the night
clerk N | onHys had gone crazy ana
vas Going pantomine in the show
window. Meanwhile the face in the
cva. was frowning, beseechins and trS-
ing to lcok pleasant by turns.
Vat ii iss it, cried Tony, gaining
courage with recruits, Wy don't you
said Something's, no? Were you dump
and deef2" He walked up to the Will
COW, wagging his head at the face be-
hind the glass. But the face said moth
ing, only glared pitifully, nodded to-
ward the door and made mouths" as
il trying to speak.
NO. it ain't de nide clerk said
Herr Vogelsang, the leader of the Or
chestra, Il tinl. maype, it's a bugler.'
~ as de matter dere:" shouted one.
Wy don'd you said someding?" re-
peated Toaey
But there was no answer except un-
ineligible pantomine, and a world Of
expressive looks that expressed moth
ing. The crowd had now increased
to nearly fifty. mostly Germans, on
their way home from The smoker,
some a little befuddled With s>'iEa Fps
and lager. but generally laughing,
well-behaved. wondering company
At last the man in the window seem.
ed suddenly struck with bright idea.
He began to write words in the frost
with his finger nail. The hieroglyphics
thus displayed to the interested specta.
tors were as mysterious as the sign
arguase that y. ':eded them.
II guess we better went for de bo-
lice" suggested Vogelsang, maybe
he's forgery"
Meanwhile some newspaper delivery
wagons, en- route to the offices, stopped
at the curb, but never policeman.
One of the drivers who had come close
up to the window, now discovered that
the man inside was writing real words.
"Look!' he said, 81 can read that
last word. 1t says let me out. now.
Watch there. I'm locked in. The
man is locked in and wants to get
1ut -
Didn't | say it was a burglar?"
chuckled Nogelsang
Maybe it's a buggley house lunatic
Won Kanakoo." said Spiegelhalter, who
had pretty wit-not.
Finally a policeman came along and
'sized up the situation.
open the door. you blanket, idiot.
he beloved at the man who was still
writing.
Il can't wrote the chap inside,
looking cut scared, at his peephole.
I'm locked in" he continued writ
ing. TIE copper. fancying that all tnis
was rusc, and that probably the store
had been robbed CT that more than one
| trespasser was Within went to the
box and rang the riot call. In three
minutes the wagon came changing
down the frozen street, and in two
| more the front door was forced and
| the imprisoned man was in the hands
Of the police.
"Thanks. officer" he gasped to the
| blue coat who held him, many thanks.
l was afraid that | would have to
| spend the night"
"What?" roared the patrolman
"aren't you dumb? Why in the -
didn't you speak?"
"Oh, | was afraid I'd get shot You
see, was in tie telephone, and-''
"That'H do Of that" growled the
| sergeant. come on and let's search
| the store!
| They lighted the gas, put out the
mob, and while one stood guard over