The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1906-11-16
81 do, immensely" !"

and Mrs. Browns nearest sister on the
other side was what Mollie Wilson always
designated as "a die away sort of person,
and was her especial detestation.
81 am glad of that said the prisoner
in relieved tone.
"Why?'' with evident interest.
"Why, you know" con6dentially, 81
should not want her to capture me"
'sI should think not Well, you need
not fear, she never will, now
''Don't you think it is cruel to keep
fellow being shut up in the dark so long p
GA burglar isn't fellow being; he is
just a-a-a burglar
GA burglar? Whew! Do you think
I could put one of my cards through the
key-hole 2"
II am sure 1 don't know
~May try?'' $
eyes. ~
Then came jingle as of silver money
and rustling of garments as the man
searched his pockets.
"Well, hang it all, 1 have Mt onel''
81 thought you had not
"They are in the breast pocket of my
coat, 1 left in your hall; will you not go
down and get one?''
"And have you come out and murder
me while am gomez No, sir. -
"Will you please let me out p
"No, sir, never.
"What, never p
"Well, no." smiling in spite of herself,
''not after that
~ suppose l could kick the door
open.'
She gave little scream. "Oh! don't,
please dom do that
"Well, there, there, don be frightened,
1 will not kick, nor even try to get out. "
Then there was silence and she began
to feel little doubtful about the prisoner
and was debating with herself as to whether
she would not better call policeman, when
she heard her brother and his wife in the
hall below.
"Harry,' she called from the head Of
the stairs, ''come up here at once.
Harry came up. ''What is it, Sis p
"Pve got man shut up in that closet.
[ think he is burglar, but he says he
isn't, and l begin to think that he is tell
ing the truth -
Chow did you get him there?'
'sWell, l came up the stairs and he was
just going into the closet, and ran and
locked him in.
"Yes,' said a voice, almost choked
with laughter, land I'm here yet.
"Who are you'll
"Charles Kingsley, visiting nay sister at
No. 4, next door, [ presume-left my hat
and coat in your hall. You will find let
ters in the coat pocket, you can verify my
statement in a moment if you choose
"Charles Kingsley? He called at my
Office today with Brown" then to Mollie,
"It is all right, Sis, burglars do not leave
hats and coats in the hall. have met
this gentleman. You may come out, !"
added, opening the door. And Mr. Kings
ley advanced into the lighted room and
looked quizzically at his gaoler. She gave
one glance at the laughing brown eyes
bent upon her, and then fed from the
room. It was the gentleman she had seen
in church.
"Ah! you are Mr.. Wilson, said Kings
lev, in pleasant tone, as that gentleman
held out his hand: II hope you will par
don me for entering your house in this
manner l arrived on Saturday, the houses
are Just alike on the outside-and inside,
too, believe, and in the dim light did
not notice the number. l should have
noticed that this was a lady's room, said
he, glancing at the dainty furnishing, ''but
the gas was turned low and the room
occupied at my sisters is furnished much
the same; in fact, she gave up her own
room to me, for the house is full of COM
pany. I went into closet for bootjack
I thought I had left there and putting my
hand into a bandbox, had just concluded
that would better have more light, when
the young lady locked the door. 1 fear [
frightened her very much; will you present
my regrets, and say that am truly
sorry2'
"Come over tomorrow and dine with US,
and make your peace with the young lady
herself" said Wilson.
The invitation SO cordially given was
accepted; in fact Mr.. Kingsley became a
frequent visitor at the Wilson homestead
somewhat to the disappointment Of his
good sister, who had fully intended he
should marry DR.. Clark's sister and heir
ess, Bella, and who, as soon as she had
made up her mind on the subject, set her
self about defeating her own wishes, by
filling every letter to her brother with
praise of the paragon she would have
chosen for him had not the fates willed
| otherwise.
Six weeks from the date of his incar-
ceration in the Wilson mansion, he entered
the parlor and found Miss Mollie alone.
''Miss Wilson, he began, when l
came here six weeks ago you thought
came to steal, but you were the thief, for
you stole my heart. You made me an
unwilling captive then, but I have been a
willing one ever since. 1 came here today
to ask if you will be my wife?'
And for all answer she laid her hand
in his and hid her rosy bushes upon his
shoulder.
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