The Prescott daily news., 1908-02-29
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 Mining Company, was troubled with insomnia. Probably that accounts for his hearing the clock chime three l Suddenly he jerked himself into a sit ting posture and remained motionless. A gentle click came from the dressing room, and William B. as his friends ahectionately called him, slipped quiet ly from his bed grabbed his revolver and, feeling his way cautiously. took up position behind the bedroom door with the fingers of his left hand on the electric light switch. Only one" he said to himself. and coming this way" The breathing of man came to his ears from the right. and slight movement of the door caused by the exploring fingers of the | intruder informed the president that | his visitor was in the bedroom. Lift ing his revolver he switched on the light and immediately covered his | man.
 Don't move," he said quietly. Don't move. or I'll blow your head | off"
 The click of the switch button had | told the keen ears of the burglar the exact position of the president, and | poised on his toes he had swung half round before the mining magnate re- | peated his caution. Now unload!" ordered William B. That right-hand pocket first! Be very careful! H'm. Dangerous weap- on! Drop 1t on the floor. Push it back with your foot! Now the rest of the lumber!" The burglar reluctantly obeyed. A bunch of skeleton keys, an electric | fiashlight, jimmy and a few other odds and ends were dropped on the floor and the captor smiled Now sit down." Mir Everston said. The prisoner seated himself languidly and crossed his legs. He evidently was stoical person who was pre- pared for any little tricks Fate might play.
 The president of the Peerless Pata- gonian was somewhat elated. The smart manner in which he had cap tured and disarmed his uninvited guest pleased him immensely. If I could bag buyers for Peerless shares as easily I'd be happy" he thought. Well, my fine fellow" remarked the president, you didn't expect me at the door, eh?"
 The prisoner smiled. You've got me dead to right, sport" he replied. ( tleman like yerself d be awake re- ceivin' visitors at this hour" The mining magnate was rather amused at the easy assurance of the burglar. Sleep was impossible now, and to William Harrington Everston, who had the reputation of being utter ly heartless in dealing with a foe, came an unusual feeling. He decided not to call the police but instead to while away an hour questioning his prisoner and then allow him to go free. elf-preservation was the only law that Everston religiously obeyed and If the burglar raided the apart ments of friend the following even- ing it would not trouble him in the least. Still covering the burglar, he pulled forward an easy chair and pro ceeded to make his position of armed guardian comfortable by building a rest for his revolver arm on the table between himself and his prisoner. The moral obliquities of other men in- terested William B. and the element of danger made the situation more at tractive.
 How long have you been at this game?" he asked.
 Seven years countin' breaks" re- piled the other
 What are breaks"
 Forced retirements."
 Have you ever heard of that old proverb that tells of honesty?"
 Heard some one say it in school" yawned the burglar.
 Tt is the best policy" said William B.. and there is no substitute on the market
 Bill always ses that" remarked the burglar
 The president of the Peerless did not inquire about his namesake who staked on honesty, but, feeling some what pleased at his new role of moral reformer, continued his questioning.
 Have you a trader" he asked.
 Learnt tailorin' in jail"
 Well. tailoring is not bad trade"
 Hurts your eyes" said the captured one.
 Tt is better to hurt your eyes than hurt your conscience" remarked