The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1906-02-08

volver before turning in. l Kept him
out of his bed another twenty minutes.
and knew every inch of the business
premises before / shook hands with
Ewbank i'll my room.
"You won't guess what l did with
myself for the next hour. l undressed
and went to bed. The incessant strain
involved in even the most deliberate
impersonation is the most wearing
thing know. Then how much more
so when the impersonation is inn
promptu! There's no getting your eye
in. The next word may bowl you out.
It's batting in bad light all through.
haven't told you of half the tight
places l was in during a conversation
that ran into hours and became dan
gerously intimate toward the end. You
can imagine them for yourself, and
then picture me spread out on my bed,
getting my second wind for the big
deed of the night.
"Once more was in luck, for had
not been lying there long before
heard my dear Ewbank snoring like
harmonium, and the music never
ceased for moment 1t was as loud
as ever when crept out and closed
my door behind me, as regular as
ever when stopped to listen at his.
And l have still to hear the concert
that l shall enjoy more. The good
fellow snored me out of the bank and
| was still snoring when again stood
and listened under his open window.
"Why did leave the bank first? To
catch and saddle the mare and tether
her in clulnp Of trees close by-to
have the means OF escape nice and
handy before l went to work. l have
often wondered at the instructive wis
dom of the precaution. Unconscious
" was acting on what has been one
Of my guiding principles ever since.
Pains and patience We're required.
had to get my saddle without waking
| the man, and l was not used to catch
| ing horses in a horse paddock; then !
distrusted the poor mare. and l went
back to the stables for hatful of
oats, which / left with her in the
clump, hat and ALL There was dog
too, to reckon with-our very worst
enemy, Bunny-but had been cute
enough to make immense friends with
him during the evening, and he
wagged his tail, not only when came
downstairs, but when reappeared at
the back door.
"As the soi-disant new manager
had been able. in the most ordinary
ol>
anything and everything connected
with the working of the bank, especial
ly in those twenty last invaluable min
utes before turning in. and had made
very natural point Of asking hin
where he kept and would recommend
me to keep the keys at night. OF
course l thought he would take then
with him to his room, but no sucl
thing-he had dodge worth two o.
that. What it was doesn't much mat
ter. but no outsider would have fount
those keys in month Of Sundays.
II of course had them in few sec
onds, and in a few more was In TIN
strong room itself. l forgot to say tina
the moon had risen and was lettin,
quite a lot Of light into the bank.
had, however, brought bit Of candl
with me from my room, and in tn
strong room, which was down som
narrow stairs behind the counter ii
the banking chamber. had no hest
tation in lighting it. There was n
window down there, and, though
could no longer hear old Ewbank snOr
ing, had not the slightest reason t
anticipate disturbance from that quar-
ter. I did think of locking myself Il
while was at work. but, thank good
ness, the iron door had no keyhole o
the inside:
To be continued