The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1906-04-29

been of any usc-whether he had anored
as badly ever or not
After he had lain awake a few moments
he noticed that a gleam of light was COM
ing In one OF the windows and falling on
the opposite wall, and on rising to see
what 1t could be discovered that the
woodshed standing near the house Of his
nearest neighbor. John Vanbunder, was In
lames. He commenced hurriedly throw
ing on his clothes. and while doing so
thought IL would be "A good plan TO shout
10 tho other members OF the family and
awaken them. He tried 10 shout but
could not, OF course, utter word.
Ihen he stopped dressing u moment TO
take on his muZzle' but the straps and
buckles were so new and stiff that he
could not move it He then grew terribly
nervous and tuggcd at IT so Violently
hole tighter In the buckle and felt as
though he were smothcring with his jaws
not do TO neglect the fire because OF tho
straps, and, hurrying on somo moro
clothing, he dashed out into the hall and
ran upstairs to awaken the others But,
though he awakened them ne failed TO
get them TO come out None OF their
windows were so situated that they could
see the reflection from the fire, and when
they were suddenly awakened by some
one pounding their doors and utterlng
awful. strangled and muhied moaus they
did nothing but scream and cover up their
heads.
McKubbln then ran downstairs, out into
the street and over to Nanbunder's front
door, where he pounded loudly trying 10
shout fire but only able TO make q dread
fGl moaning sound Nanbunder heard tho
pounding. but not the moaning. and ran
hastily TO the door and opened IT, A
strange sight met his gaze and stranger
sounds greeted his ears. A barefooted,
coatless, hatless man, with queer rig
gtng ON his head, stood there making
Wild gestlculations with his hands and
utterlng meanwhile the strangest and
most mournful sounds that Vanbunder
IT was too much for the startled mans
bravery and composure. and he turned
and fed. but McKubbin had had enough
OF foolishness from his own family and
was In no mood TO put up with any moro
of IL from an outsider and. besides that,
4 man whom he was trying TO befrlend.
so he took after the flying Vanbunder,
and they raced through the house as fast
as they could go In the semi-darkness.
tumolinS over chairs and smashing into
furniture and doors TIL at last Nanbun-
der reached his own room and, hearing
the moaning maniac still in pursuit.
sought refuge under the bed, while Mrs.
Nanbuncor made the walls ring with her
screaming.
But MvKubbin's blood was np now. and,
making quick plunge he seized hold OF
drawn under the bed and, pulling him out
from his place of refuge, he threw him
over his shoulder, made his way through
the disordered house again, out or the
front door and around the building. and
threw him down ON the ground In plain
sight OF the blazing woodshed.
Fanbupder then realized that some one
WAS trying to help him and. looking at
his friend in the freight, saw who IL was
and what the matter with him was. Run
ming his hand down In McKubbin's pocket
he drew out the knife that the mu2zled
man ought TO have used long ago. cut
the straps and freed his jaws. and tho
two men. then yelling In unison. soon
called help enough around them 10 put out
the fire
McKubbin Will use the muzzle no more
and the family Will continue to sleep up
stairs LIE SUEUR LYRE.