The Bemidji daily pioneer. [volume] (Bemidji, Minn.) 1904-1971, 1906-05-21

this room one night, in the dark, and
had not mental concentration enough %
take off my clothes and go to bed. took
a revolver out of my trunk and loaded 1t
and then didn't know what to do with It.
My machinery had run down.
IT opened that window and sat there
in freezing draft an hour more, I
guess. BY and by I saw man coming
along the street in his shirt sleeves, and
it gave me notion that l was cold, but
I hadn't sense enough to move away from
the window. So I sat there and was
vaguely surprised to see the man enter
the yard and come up on the Veranda.
Presently he got in through the window,
not seeing me, for I had drawn back be-
hind the curtain.
HE walked to the middle of the room.
and there was a suit of my clothes lying
over a chair He was about to put on
the coat when ! saw him stoop and feel
Of a knee Of his trousers, which was al!
torn open. Then 1 saw him take his
waistcoat and trousers off and lay his
hands again upon my clothes.
AT that moment 1 stepped forward
from behind the curtain and out of the
dark shadow. and l pointed my revolver
at tho man. Hands up!' said l., merely
mechanically. 1t was just a memory of
old stories. I didn't really care whether
he put up his hands or not.
"IIe gave cry like an explosive moan,
if you can fancy one, and made a dive
for the window. I didn't try to stop him;
stood stock still, wondering. 1t may
have been four five minutes that I
stood there before the humor of the stu
alton dawned upon me. A burglar had
entered my room and had got away with
nothing, not even his own trousers. |
laughed. and it Gid me good. ...
presently I lighted the gas and exam
ined my plumber. In the waistcoat were
the trousers were some small tooas of the
| burglars trade. two handkerchefs.~ a lit
tie vial of chloroform and $3.50 in bills.
| $50 far as I remember. I sat and stared
| at that money all the rest of the night
until there came the usual knock upon
my door at o'clock to wake me up !
arose and locked the burglars clothes in
my trunk, but the money put into my
| pocket. l had a cup Of coffee, took the 8
$500 IN squaring up my debts and came
| back here in the afternoon. Then I
| heard of the affair at your house and
realized the position in which I stood.
ut seemed to me, in my muddled state
| CT mind, that the real burglar must be
caught and that I could then come for
ward safely and tell my story. The days
went by: the man was never found. He
| must have stolen some clothes from an
| ether house and escaped safely from this
| town. By the time that this dawned up
on me had lost my opportunity, or SO it
seemed to me. At any rate, I dared not
Il dared not tell my story.
There, Marshall; there's the truth.
| That money was the making of me; alb
| solutely my salvation and the foundation
CT my career. But I stole it-stole it
| from thief. And now
| A tap at the door. We exchanged a
glance: than Durland called. "Come in.''
/ 1t was Amy. and she gave a little cry
Of surprise at the sight of me.
st have interrupted you" said she
i after friendly greeting, for no doubt
l we showed the effects of a strained inter-
i view.
mot in the least said l. 1--WE have
/ discussed a bit of business and have come
to most satisfactory understanding. So
there's an end Of care and with an easy
mind turn toward the brighter side OF
life Congratulations and best wishes
4 And for a moment we three stood with
clasped hands.
Hasheesh.
Hasheesh, or the Indian hemp, is Z
resinous substance produced from tn
tops of the plant in India. Some au
thorities state that it is gathered b.
men who dress themselves in leathe
clothing and run to and fro in tn
hemp fields. afterward .scraping off th
resin from their garments, while othe
authorities say that it is gathered b
rubbing the tops in the hands and af
erWard scrapiny the hands. Its nal
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