Pike County press. (Milford, Pa.) 1895-1925, 1909-07-09
After the Burglar

10 was Night. Eeop, dark night.
all over Reno, including the home
Of Tom Ramkey. The darkness in
the roons Of the Ramsey home vas
20 dense It soud have been discover
cd by barkecpsr's soAvsntiea. Tom
Ramsey discovered It 80 soon As he
got hone. but he went TO bed Just
The same, and. enjoying the Dosses-
tion of clear cOnscience, he went -
sleep without los of time or nny-
thing else. Tom didn't sleep lcng.
towever, Notwithstanding the clear
ness Of his conscience. and when he
ew-oke II was with the weli-dehned
ihsught that there was senething
unusuai doing in the house.
Cautiously and with stealth hs
arose and. securing hF truatv Guto-
ihatic frem the rskagsrstoT, aHd
wrapping his clfnsing kfmonO about
lis shapely form. he sailed forth
from the bedroom into the darkness,
now fretghtsd with lurking. mystsri-
Gus danger, into the rooms beySRd.
First, lie awakened hts son In low.
tense tones, bade him arise without
noise, and arm himself, because
there was an anarchist in the base
msnt preparing to blow the house
up, or something like that. and,
anyway, It was necessary to get =
move on.
Mr. Ramsey, Jr., cliazbed prompt
" out OF bed, and arminS himself
With a miners caadlestick Of the
latest and most deadly pattern. fol-
lowed his wNr-llke father forth to the
Fray.
There was a roomer upstaiFs, and
he, too, was served with a notice to
come forth and do battle in defense
OF the house of Ramsey, and hastily
drawing his trousers from the place
between the mattresses, where he
kept them to keep the cresses from
going away while he slept, he was
soon a member of the now fully as
sembled army.
"FIist!" came from Ramsey, in
low, vibrating tones which made the
hair on tho back Of the roomer's
neck turn its ends upward and his
toes curl in eagerness to be moving
AEM&T AIOnA NhC nNNAA1 "a NAN NhA NAA"
ened cRrnage), aud in his heart he
considered the question whether or
not It would not be best to desert,
then and there, and so avoid taking
tho life OF the man lurking some
where IN the gloom, all unknowing,
waiting for an awful death.
The son of Ramsey and the room
er followed the lead OF the grizzled
veteran, guided by the soft, almost
inaudible froufrou Of his silk kimo-
no. From room to room the Eleuths
naSved a. silently as tAs shadows
they would have east X there had
been any light, and poksd around
the corner OF every door-Jamb in
advance OF the party was the truatT
automatic and the deadly caAdle-
stick, and ever and anon came the
threatening chatter Of the teeth Of
the roomer. who longed for. the fray
and CORY glory which was sure to
follow tho onset.
There was nothing dotrg in the
anarchist or dynsmiter hRe above
stairs, and then the party silently de-
ployed on to the foor below. whore
It was mt kept lsng waiting.
Suddenly, and with appalling noise
from a far corAer of the room came
the sound of the enemy. There was
spitting-thuddins sound. followed
by the crash Of heavy weight strik-
ing something with great forcs, fol-
lowed In turn by a slighter sound
from various parts Of the room, and
the dauntless three were just on the
point OF opening FIRE IN an attempt
to sell their lives as dearly Is pos
sible. when the roomer and the
younger Ramsey were startled and
somewhat relieved to hear the voice
Of the older Ramsey reverberating In
clarion tones: "oh, fudge, it's only
a cat
Silently. and with the gravity be-
coming the release from the neces-
sity Of shedding human hlsod. the
roomer, Ramsey, and 'Ranssy junior
. returned to the Eiumbsr regions
above. thinking OF the goodness Of
providence in sSaring them from the
necessity Of blood-shed. - Reno
Evening Gazette.
The craks for speed.
Those mighty ocean steamers, like
the Lusitanla, the MauretAnia, and
the Kaiser Wilhelm der Crosse; which
rush across the sea at the rate Of thir-
ty miles an hour, burn up a thousand
tons OF coal apiece eySsy day. 1t re
CURES i've thousand tons to drive one
oi them across tho Atlantic at that
high speed. At . moderate speed,
less than half that amount would do,
hrt our century is gone speed crazy.
On steamships. on railroads, on auto
btes, we must have speed. and sacri-
fee everything to It. even human
lives. Everybody is mad 10 get
tLere," whether he has any business
there" or not.-Boy Life.