The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-01-07

''who the -" we'll, he asked me who I was.
 "Yes, I am Bill." l replied coolIy
 Which was perfectly true. My moth CT called me William; my sisters call ed me Will; my sweetheart called me Willie and the fellers called me Bill.
 T am not ashamed of my so-called | Christian name" I went on "A long l called Bill. from Shakespeare to Bry- an. don't mind confessing that ] didn't expect to have any partner on this occasion. but now that we're both | here we might as we'll mako the best of 1t. I'll give you all that's coming to you and you give me my share Amt that fairT
 he grinned. well. now Bill and me | wasn't figuring on a third party. but | as you say, we've got to make the best of 1t. But where is Bill, anyway he asked anxiously.
 He's outside watchsn," I growied. 1 Him and me fixed it all up." This was perfectly true, for Bill was watching-for the police or to see ] what it was struck him. You're a cool one. anyhow" said Jenkins. admiringly and I bowed. This interchange of courtesies had been made in the gutteraI tones with l which gentlemen in our position are want to converse. But at this junc- l ture, just as I was showing Jenkins where the silver was and Keeping a sharp lookout for the gun I was hunt | ing for a frightened female voice called down tho stairs: 'Is that you, Will?" had been speaking. as I say, fin a 1 hoarse. eDizootic tone, but now I pitched my voice in another key and | in a sweet tenor I answered.: "Yes, dear, it's all right. I got back sooner than I expected. I've brought friend home with me and we are going to have a little lunch"
 All right, dear" she replied, quite civilly. I thought. under the circum- stances. "You know where to find everything"
 Say. you're a peach. all right all right" exclaimed Jenkins, T piped off this lay this morning and found that the governor was away and wouldn't be back for two days. You You're a regular Sherlock Holmes. But supposin' the governor had a heavy voice?"
 "Got to take some chances" I growled. Let me take your gun a minute. while l got ihro the front of the house"
 I thought it was a pretty slick move, but Jenkins, while not at all suspicious couldn't he prevailed upon to part with his pop-iron and the ruse failed. well, I'm goin' anyway" I said. had just thought it might be possible that the gun would be in the pocket of an overcoat on the hall tree. It was d long shot. but there was no risk.
 Fortune favored me and had q shooting iron in my hand when I re- turned that would have bored a hole through armor plate--if the plate was thin enough
 T thought I heard q noise." I whis- ,pered hoarsely, as I entered the room Turn of the light. That's the lever over there
 Jenkins accommodating turned to- ward the corner and pulled the burg lar alarm When lie turned around he was looking with blinking eyes and falling jaw Into the barrel of my toy cannon.
 "What the --" well, he asked me what it all meant and I unbosomed myself then and there.
 ''My friend" l replied, you have just turned a burglar alarm which will bring the police here in just about five minutes. if they aren't all asleep. Bill is corded up out there in the wood shed and I'm going to play a lone hand from this time on. You needn't trouble to put the stun back. I'll fix that in the morning. You see. I didn't cxpect to get back for a cou- ple of days but l got through sooner than I expected and caught a freight"
 "Then this ts your crib?" he snarled.