Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1914-08-06

M tie answered sue
cinctly.
Burglaribus opened his mouth and
eyes simultaneously.
'Youse We got steady head on
yer" he remarked. but that amt
wot came hero ter say. W'eres yer
dough-"
Il haven't any"
Here now, none o. that" her visitor
said threateningly. out with 1t. I'm
a desperate character, | am, and I'm
willin ter take chances. Bring out yer
cash or"
my good man." Clytie responded
patiently. II can't bring out what
haven't got. Shoot me II you feel in
cilned. There are people In the next
studio, you know-men. They'd rush
In the minute they heard the explo-
sion"
Burglaribus lowered the pistol and
looked at her intently
"Youse We got head on yer, as |
said" he remarked. But stranglin
don't make no noise, an | reckon I'll
just hev' ter choke yer till yer feel
like tellln' me a little more" He
moved toward her.
Hold on" said Clytie firmly. II
don't see any fun In being strangled.
But truly there's hardly any money in
the room-only nine dollars and
sovonty-cight cents altogether, and it's
In that little safe underneath the table.
But you can't open It yourself"
mo. but youse kin open 1t for me-"
I'urglaribus responded.
He laid his pistol down, leaned his
elbow on the table, and watched ely
tie with calm interest as she stopped
for the little safe.
See" she said, kneeling and hold
Ing 1t toward him, lust feel! Isn't 1t
heavy?"
Burglaribus "hefted" the safe. The
next moment his head came In con
tact with tho hardwood floor of the
studio-and when he recovered his
balance he was alone. Clytie had
frantically grabbed his good right leg.
yanked 1t from under him, then had
rushed to the door and slammed 1t be-
hind her. Burglaribus, swearing ter
ribly, rubbed his aching head and
looked for way of escape. But II
was too late. The studio door was
flung open and tho men" In the next
studio" rushed in
l'urglaribus was promptly nabbed
and escorted to police station.
For the next fortnight Clytie was
besieged by interviewers OF all kinds
and sorts. She sold several small pic
lures ut prices which made her wish
that snoak-thief or 80 would visit her
weekly, and with the proceeds of one
of them took few lessons in self
defense.
She became quito an enthusiast on
tho subject, and acquired several real
ly clever tricks, then settled down to
her painting and gradually forgot her
sudden rise to prominence, She was
painting and whlstling gaily one morn
Ing when tho door behind her opened
softly.
She turned and beheld middle
aged stranger OF sinister aspect He
regarded her for minute in silence,
then put his hand In his hip pocket
another one!" she gaspcd, plung-
Ing into the adjoining studio. "Oh, an
nwful-looking beast, Get him, quick"
Tho three men promptly dropped
their pipes, gossip. ETC. and rushed to
the rescue. Clytle followed.
|
the Second, Call this free country E?
Are YOU all luuatics here? Can't Il
man call on his relatives without be-
ing knocked down and walked on?
Can't he"
At the word relatives" tho men
slackened their hold and looked at
Clytie.
why" said Clytie. amazed and In
dignant. you don't suppose silly
blum like that will help you. You
know I'm no relative OF yours, Oh.
don't let him get his pistol"
Here" he howled as Clytie's
knights promptly collared him afresh.
zone Of you jackasses put your hand
in my pocket and get my card,case
out. confound you"
The brother artist did IA requested.
and produced a silver card-case from
which he drew forth n card bearing
the name "Jehu n. Woolston. Scanti-
grease. Oregon"
why. Woolston was my mothers
name" said Clytie family.
THAT young idiots mother was my
cousin" said Jehu Woolston wrath.
fully, I've made my pile out West,
and MS I've no near relative OF my
own, II struck me that I'd come to
New York and hunt that child up
And nice welcome | got" he fin
ished. glariag vindictively at the Grim
son Clytie "A nice Welcome"