Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 230, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 29 September 1911 — After the Burglar [ARTICLE]

After the Burglar

R was night. Deep, dark sight, Wa over Rernr. Inelridtag Ahe fcoara Ramsey discovered It as soon as he got home, but he went to bed just the same, and, enjoying the possession of a clear wntotferie*. Ifc weft t* however, notwithstanding f* qtaarf PL’vs&e vjusssz unusual doing In the house. Captlpsrty and with stealth ha Sros# and, securing his trusty automs shapely form, he sallied forth from] the bedroom Into the darkness, now freighted with lurking, mysterious danger, into the rootos beyond. Ffrst, he awakened his son In low, tqhse tones, bade him arise without noise, and arm himself, bceaagjr there whs an anarchist In the basement preparing to blow the house up, or something like that, and, anyway, it watf necessary to get a move, on.

Mr. Ramsey, Jr., climbed promptly out of bed, and arming himself with a miner’s candlestick of the latest and most deadly pattern, follbwed his war-like father forth to the fray. There was a roomer upstairs, and he,' too, was served with a notice to come forth and do battte in defense of the house of Ramsey, and .'hastily drawing hta trousers from the place between the mattresses, where he kept them to keep the creaseß from going away while he slept, he was soon a member of the now fully assembled army. “Hist!” came from Ramsey, In low, vibrating tones whch made the hair on the 1 back of the roomer’s neck turn Its ends upward and his toes curl in eagerness- to be moving (away from the scene of the threatened carnage), and In his heart he considered the question whether or not it would not be best to desert, then and there, arid so avoid taking the life of the man lurking somewhere, in the gloom, all unknowing, waiting for an awful death. The son of Ramsey and the roomer'followed the lead of the grizzled veteran, guided by the soft, almost inaudible froufrou of his silk kimono. From I'oom to room the sleuths moved as silently as the shadows they would have cast If there had been any light, and poked around the corner of every door-jamb In advance of the party was the trusty automatic and the deadly candlestick, and’ever and anon came the threatening chatter of the teeth of the roomer, who longed for the fray and gory glory which, was sure to follow the onset. There was nothing doing in the anarchist or dynamiter line above stairs, and then the party silently deployed on to the floor below, where R was nt kept long 1 Suddenly, arid with appalling noise from a far corner of the room erfms the sound of the enemy. ThetarwMe a spitting-thudding sound, 'followed by the crash of a heavy weight striking something with great force, followed in turn by a slighter sound from various paints of the room, and the dauntless three were just on the point Of opening fire lit an attempt to sell their lives as dearly as possible, when the roomer arid the younger Ramsey were startled arid 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 becoming thq release from the necessity of shbdrifrig human blood, the roomer, Ramsey, and Ramesy junior returned to the slumber regions above, thinking of the goodness of providence in sparing then! from the necessity of blood-shed. Reno Evening Gazette.