The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1904-03-29
quiet bravery.

waking up. Lena makes life a KIND of
round game. I'VE might have a hero
prize. I would like to know whether
there's a real hero in the house"
Lena eventually arranged the game
The next night there were TO be pistol
shots ernanating from a fictitious bur
glar. and the hero prize was Ia DC given
TO the man who behaved best
II wonder what the men viii do. said
Lena. Let me see. I hope old Major
Turner won't use too much bad Ian
guase. Your husband will probably at
once save you. Mrs. Frobishcr. Ard
what do YOU think Mr. Arkwright viii
do. Mrs. Arkwright2"
1T would be a great opportunity for
his fire grenades. think he'll invent
a new burglar trap that viii make
the house uninha bitable." she suggest
ed. maliciously. Her husband inven-
tiOns are a trial to Mrs. Arkwright. He
had recently almost succeeded in per-
nanently extinguishing two OF the little
Arlzwrights with a patent grenade.
And Mr.. Pilkington?" went on Lena
There is a gallery in the affairs of
men. ! said.
We shall see" said Mildred
Hell take good care Of that. if he
does anything" ] answered
Il know" said Lena. iii will be bet
ter fun If we draw for the men and
make a lottery of it"
Lena always regulates the rules of
her games. and we acquiesced from
force Of halt.
I've got Mr.. Arkwright" she an
nourced. a result OF the draw.
Il hope he'll be heroic. and not cleo
trio or anything OF that kind Mrs MI
Ter YOU and Mrs. Foulkes have exchanr- !
ed husbands. You've got Major Turner. I
Mrs ArlSwright. And I'm afraid. Mrs
Frobisher. you'll have to hope for hero /
ism in your husband Mildred. Dickie 4
has fallen 10 yCu-I fear he's not q big 4
silent man. And you Kitty" she said q
to me. viii be glad to hear that yea
have drawn Mr.. Pilkington.
/ believe Lena cooked that draw. but
none Of us protested. except Mrs. Fro
bisher. The affair came off the next
night. Mrs A-kwright got her hus-
bands revolver and Lena fired two
shots. while Mildred and ] alarmed tho
smoking room.
There's Il burglar upstairs. / -
claimed breathlessly. lin Miss Dawson's
room. He tried TO shoot Miss Dawson
God bless my soul." said Major Tur-
Eer promptly.
"Scpd for the police at once" said the
Rev Mr. Foulkes firmly.
Where's my wife, said Mr.. Fro
bishc~
Is he in the house stiH?' asked NJ.
Il think so. / said. We've locked
the door on the outside
Hell get out Of the window" IT,
marked Major Turner. with a bloo,:-
thirsty look Make a row al the door
III wait for him on the lawn"-which
believe he really did. with a double
blrreled gun.
There was a rush upstairs II was
rather funny scene They all got som,
kind of weapon. except Mr., Pilzingtou
and the Rev. Mr.. Foull;es.
''Dickie" / said. ARE YOU afraid"
Il don't think I'm afraid of the bl;.-
slar," he replied. but If those IDIOTS are
gong TO fire about bedroom promisc,.
,Usly. I'd rather be here"
/ cast whitening look a him and
followed the others upstairs. saw
Mr. Pnkington walk up 20 the door and
unlock it. while the others paused.
You'd better surrender QUIETLY be
Exclaimed. He looked The ideal or quiet
bravery
Let The ladies go away" he went on
u hen there was 40 answer we must ]
-earch the room.
Re walked boldly in and the others
ollowed or course. there was no trace
II q burglar. We were awaiting fur ,
her develoumcnts with interest when
NAT silly little Mrs. FrohiSher duietct
Ter perturbed husband with the truth F.
&c imagined. / think. that "A burglar S