The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1908-11-12
'ER THE BURGLAR
THREE HEROIC MEN IN
1HE DEAD OF NIGHT.
"a Sacrifice Their Lives in De-
Sc of Their Property, They
advanced on the Marauder
the House Cat.

ras night Deep, dark night. all
Peno. including the home of Tom
ey The darkness in the rooms
Ramsey home was so dense ii
have been discovered by a bar.
hrs convention. Tom Ramsey
vered It as soon as he got home.
AVA o went TO bed just the same. and,
hing the possession of a clear con
zee. he went 10 sleep without loss
me or anything else. Tom didn't
long, however, Notwithstanding
cIearness of his conscience, and
h he awoke it was with the well-de-
thought that there was some
9 unusual doing in the house.
autiously and with stealth he arose
securing his trusty automatic
the refrigerator, & d wrapping
clinging kimono about his shapely
n he sailed forth from the bed
In into the darkness, now freighted
hi lurking, mysterious danger, into
rooms beyond. First, he awak-
ID his son in low, tense tones, babe
arise without noise, and arm him.
because there was an anarchist
the basement preparing to blow the
use up, or something like that, and,
: yway it was necessary to get a
bye on.
Mr. Ramsey, Jr., climbed promptly
n of bed, and arming himself with a
liners candlestick OF ,ae latest and
lost deadly pattern, followed his war
he father forth to the fray.
4 There was roomer upstairs, and he,
bo, was served with a notice to come
birth and do battle in defense of the
/ ouse of Ramsey, and hastily drawing
His trousers from the place between
he mattresses, where he kept them
d keep the creases from going away
Ehile he slept, he was soon a member
h the now fully assembled army.
Hist" came from Ramsey, in low,
Tlbrating tones which made the hair
)n the back of the roomer's neck turn
is ends upward and his toes curl in
sagerness to be moving (away from
he scene of the threatened carnage),
md in his heart he considered the
question whether or not it would not
,e best to desert, then and there, and
10 avoid taking the life of the man
urking somewhere in the gloom, all
nknowing, waiting for an awful death.
The son of Ramsey and the roomer
Olowed the lead of the grizzled vet
ran, guiSed by the soft, almost in
udible froufrou of his silk kimono.
rom room to room the sleuths moved
S silently as the shadows they would
ave cast If there had been any light,
nd poked around the corner of every
oor-jamb in advance of the party was
he trusty automatic and the deadly
andlestick and ever and anon came
be threatening chatter of the teeth of
he roomer, who longed for the fray
nd CORY glory which was sure to fol-
w the onset.
Theer was nothing doing in the an
rchist or dynamiter line above stairs,
nd then the party silently deployed
4 to the floor below, where it was
ot kept long waiting.
Suddenly, and with appalling noise,
ON far corner of the room came
lie sound of the enemy There was
spitting-thudding SCUM, followed by
e crash of a heavy weight striking
'mething with great force, followed
turn by slighter sound from vari-
is parts of the room, and the daunt-
IS three were just on the point of
'ening fire in an attempt to sell
cir lives as dearly as possible, when
e roomer and the younger Ramsey
ere startled and somewhat relieved
hear the voice of the older Ramsey
verberating in clarion tones: "Oh,
dge, it's only a cat"
Silently, and with the gravity be-
ming the release from the necessity
shedding human blood. The roomer,
imsey, and Ramsey junior returned |
the slumber regions above, thinking
the goodness of providence in spar
them from the necessity of blood.
Evening Gazette.