The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1907-11-29

! ton 70 XIII, II necessary, o'erspread
his evil Countenance. Then gradually
h-s features relaxed, and the hand
that grasped the weapon fell to his
side.
A slender girl Of IL was standing
in the doorway. her blue eyes wide
open in astonishment
In all his carefully laid plans he
had failed to take into consideration
this youngest child Of the family; but
he knew that she must be entirely
alone. and he felt quite at ease again.
AT length she recovered herself
sufficiently to speak to the intruder.
What are you doing here?" she
demanded.
Why, you see it's this way. just
dropped in for little social call, an
that butler must have neglected to
bring up my card very careless OF
the butler. ! must speak to your pa
pa about him tomorrow: | think we
will have to let him CO.
She resented his taunting tone and
easy insolence and with flashing eyes
she exclaimed:
You're a burglar, that's what you
arel"
YES. my little 'un, to be perfectly
frank with you I am burglar, an
while we're on the subject want to
say that more than likely you've got
some heavy plate laying around just
gettin' In folks way! Lead me to it,"
Then as she started to obey he
thought once more OF his song.
and leering at her amicably he sang
soft and soulfully:
Joyful, joyful will the meeting bet"
In her anger at his audacity and
chatting 1t had not occurred to her to
be frightened: resentment alone fill.
ed her mind
why do you sing that song?" she
asked wonderingly.
Well, miss. it's sort OF old time
favorite Of mine; and besides, 1t sort
OF fits the occasion: it was a joyful
meeting between me and the diamond
necklace; I'm joyful as can be, as you
see, just at the prospect Of meeting
that silver! I'm what You might call
stickler for the fitness-the appro.
prlateness Of things But, here, we're
wasting too much time In conYiyial
discourse, SO to speak, show me that
silver, an be quick about it,
Silently she led the way down the
hall until she came to a large closet
with heavy oaken door now standing
ajar.
It's in there. she said. with sobs
In her voice, as the thought came to
her, that though she had been left
home to look after things, she was
actually helping burglar steal their
beautiful silver.
He entered quickly, and with dis
eliminating taste began sorting the
silver into piles, complacently hum.
ming his fayorite as he worked:
Joyful joyful will the meetin' be-"
The girl stood at the door looking
at him disdainfully.
Suddenly an inspiration came to
her Quick as a fash she swung the
heavy door and turned the bolt.
A shower Of blows fell upon the
door-then came the mufled sound OF
curses from within. Ardently the burg
lar pleaded to be released; she was
deaf to both threats and entreaty.
She listened silently to his rawlings
for moment, then going up close
to the door she shouted:
Excuse me moment. please, while
/ telephone for the police
Then she tfipped away singing mer
rily
The words Of the song foated back
to the ears Of her captive. It was al
old song-a beautiful song-and the
words were:
Joyful, joyful will the meeting bel'
A negro In Philadelphia attends /
public school In that city, and five o.
his children are also pupils In ths
same school. He Is a night.watchman
Of steady habits, and keeps his young
sters well clothed It is not knowr