The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1907-12-05
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A BURGLARS CHRISTMAS :
SO VENTURE. - !

I've tried it several times and some
| thing turned up to beat me every
time. Our craft thinks that at the
Christmas season there's lot of pres
| ents laying around loose to git hold Of
And so there is. But, great Scott, most
| of it's rubbish. 'Tain't nothin' to com
pare with weddin's. Weddin's is the
apple Of my eye. There's where you
can pick up solid silver. and to me sill
| ver's as good as coined dollars. But
Christmas l amt got no use for.
Last Christmas l had my eye on a
house where there was boxes and bun
dies enough goin' in to fill the hold of
ship. ! saw Il small boy playing out
on the sidewalk before the house, and
I thought O. kidnapin' him. though it
vast no more than thought, for I'm
not in that line O. business. There
amt nothing into it. Steal a mans
silver, and he don't make no fuss, but
steal his child, and not only he and his
wife, but the rest of tie world, git on a
mighty big hustle that's sure to beat
you out O. your profit. The kid I'm
speakin' of had good lookin' nurse
he called Martha, and she called him
Jimmie
"She couldn't do nothin' with him.
He wasn't afraid O. her nor anybody
else. He was the cutest little Teller
you ever saw; regular boy; there
wasn't enough girl in him to hang a
Spair O. earrings on to. He came out
IN the stoop one afternoon when
vas surveyin' the house with doll.
1 reckon somebody had just given it
to him, for l hadn't seen him with it
before. l was surprised, cause didn't
think he'd have no use for doll. 1t
had n beautiful chiny head and lots O
tow hair. What did the little shaver
do but take the thing by the heels and
bring the head down on the stone step.
That chinny head few all over the
sidewalk. The nurse nearly had fit.
but Jimmie, he forgot his doll in a
jiffy.
We'll l asked the nurse a lot O
questions, lettin' on l was a-huntin' for
some un as lived in the neighborhood
and l thought might live in the house
she came out of. Before l got through
with her | had my bearin's all right.
People thinks servants is pals with us
crib crackers, but they hain't-least-
ways, not always. It's their stupidity
as does the business. The nurse GIN
me the hull makeup O the house with
out KNOWN what she was dom.
"Christmas night people ginerally
leaves things loose, putin 'em in their
proper places the next day. l chose
that time and instead O. breakin' in
durin' the night, KNOWN from the
nurse Of the staircases and the habits
O. the family, stole in about 6 o'clock,
when they was at dinner. The nurse
had let out that she slept in bed in
Jimmie's room and he slept in his
crib. There want nobody upstairs.
and had the free run O the house up
there. Servants sleep sounder than
people as don't have nothin' to do, and
/ concluded that if could git into the
nurses room I'd stand the best chance.
While | was a-rootin' round l saw a
crib through an open door. l went
in, found bed there and got under
it. 1t was one o. the low kind, and !
had hard job to squeeze in.
when the kid come up to 60 to bed
I almost give myself away larfin' at
him. He lugged a lot O. things into
the ROOM most of 'em five cent toys,
sayin' he wasn't goin' to leave 'em
downstairs for burglars, and some Of
'em he took to bed with him. When
he got on his nightie his nurse asked
him to say his prayers. He told her
he'd said 'em to his mother. The nurse
said he hadn't done no such thing.
Yes, l have said Jimmie. If you
don't believe me, ask Cod
II stuffed nay fist in my mouth to
keep from shoutin', and it wasn't long
before Jimmie and the nurse were both
asleep. l waited till l heard clock
strike 1, thenI crawled out. The door
had been left open, and there was
light In the hall. / had to go past
Jimmie's crib to git out O. the room.
His pet kitten was sleepin' on piller
beside the crib, and what did 1 do but
step on the pesky little thing. This
woke Jimmie, and he could see me in
the dim light standin' beside his crib.
what dye suppose the little mon
key did? He sat up, pulled tin horn
from under his piller and began to
blow as hard as his little lungs was
able. He stopped a minute to holler:
Burglar! Don't let him take my cards
what worked at the kindergarten"
Then he started in again to blow.
81 didn't wait to hear any more. but
started down the stairs four steps at
time. Before l reached the bottom
the electrics was switched on, but the
nurse had posted me on the ways o
gitin' out, and in jiffy l was In the
street. could see the house In a blaze
O. light. A winder was raised and
woman's voice yelled, Burglars, po-
licep and above the clatter could hear
Jimmie's horn a-blowin' and a-blowfn'
q IL he was Gabriel tryin' to raise the
dead.
II lodged cop comm, lit into an