The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-06-02

1 i I'm hIg arrest Thatss the Kind
Of girl fory ny can Iget5
acquainted wi tn one like that
This brought Made init his
Thoughts, and there were some
peculiar disturbances5insth the region
I OF his heart Y es, he loved Maize
vet. but he wouldn't yield. II only
she were not a clinging vinet
About o'clock Jim became
thirsty and went out in the hal,
for drink of water. The friend
kept a supply in the refrigerator,
which was located in the hall, and
Jim went after it himself not
wishing to disturb his host, who
was preparing a fish dinner in the
kitchenette.
Jim obtained his drink and
started back to the apartment, and
Just then the lights faded out
There go the lights again. he
growled as he felt his way along
the hall. II wonder If the power
company will ever be in shape to
carry its load? About once a week
they fall down on the job
Presently he bumped up4against
a door, turned the knob and enter
ed. He stumbled over chair and
received blow in kneecap that
produced another grow1.
That's funny; / don't remem-
Der leaving a chair in front of the
door. But then I didn't expect,
Keep perfectly motionless!"
said soft, sweet voice in pre-
emptory tones. ''It you bulge I'll
shoot"
Against his temple a. cold object
was pressed; SO Jim remained as
motionless as he could with his
legs wabbling erratically.
'tAuntie!" called the sweet
voice, Please call the. police. I've
caught burslart'
From another room came a
faint cry of CONSERVATION, then
scrambling sound, and presently
Jim heard another feminine voice
summonins the police.
Now sit down!" Jim was or
dered. and he sat. That cold OBJ
ject had been removed from his
temple, but he cou1d feel it boring
into his ribs.
Bring ME some rope, auntie!"
his captor called.uext, and when
these instructions had been obey
ed, Jim was bound securely to the
chair.
The woman who held him cap
tive was almost invisible in the
darkness, only family could he
descry her, but it was enough to
show him that she was rather
diminutiye person. She drew an
other chair close to the one in
which Jim was seated, and settled
herself there while the weapon in
her hand continued to rest against
the prisoner.
jim was perspiring profusely,
although he felt a cold wave per-
meate him now anG then. This
was terrible predicament. She
thought he was robber and
police were summoned and were
now on the way, and-and that
gun might go off at any time.
Confound it. Why did they let
women keep guns? And why had
he let himself b!under into the
wrong apartment?
He decided his only escape was
an explanation, but how could he
explain while this woman held
gun against him only threatened
TO pull the trigger if he offered to
brea ksilence?
"If you'll let me explain" he
began.
''Silence!" said the soft voice.
and the pressure of the weapon
became stronger. Then she called:
-.'Auntie, are you sure there are
no candles? Better look again"
Sure was the reply. Il
looked
Then the lights came on.
Jim blinked and looked-into
the eyes of soft, fluffy, yelvety
Maize Holmes. who held the
handle of a table fork against his
ribs!
Good graciols!', she gasped.
Its Jim! Auntie, call off the
police and then come here and
meet Jim And to Jim she eN-
planned:
I've been staying with her the
last few nights. She's SO fussy-
afraid OF burglars, you know"
Copyright, 1929
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