Evening Republican, Volume 15, Number 258, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 November 1911 — After the Burglar [ARTICLE]

After the Burglar

It was night Deep, dark sight all over Rene, including the home of Tom Ramsey. The darkness In the rooms of the Ramsey home was so dense ft coud have keen discover ed by a barkeeper's convention. Tom Ramsey discovered It as sow ns he got home, hot he went to bod Just the same, and, enjoying tbe posses ■ion of a clear conscience, he went to sleep without low Of time er anything Mae. Tom didn't sleep long, however, notwithstanding the clearnew of his conscience, and when he awoke It ww with the well-defined thought that there was something unusual doing in the house. Cautiously and with stealth he arose and, securing his trusty automatic from the refrigerator, and wrapping his dinging kimono about his shapely form, he sallied forth from the bedroom Into the darknew, now freighted with lurking, mysterious danger, into the rooms beyond. First, ho awakened hi* eon In low. tense tones, hade him arise without noise, and arm himself, because there was aa anarchist in the basement preparing to blow the house up. or something like that, and, anyway. It was nooessary to get a nor* on.

Mr. Ramsey, Jr., climbed promptly wt of hod, and arming himself with a miner's candlestick of the latest and most deadly pattern, followed his war-like father forth to the fray. There was a roomer upstairs, and he, too, was served with a notice to eome forth and do battte in defoam of the house of Ramsey, and hastily drawing hi* trousers from the place between the mattresses, where he kept them to keep the creaew from going sway while he slept, he was soon a member of the now fully aeaombled army. * “Hist!" came from Ramsey, la low, vibrating tones whch made the on the hack of the roomer's neck tarn Its ends upward and M* toes earl In eagernew to ho moving (away from the scene of the threat'' coed carnage), and in hla heart he considered tbe question whether or not It would not be best to desert, then and there, and so avoid taking the life of the man lurking somewhere in the gloom, nil unknowing, watting for an awful death. The son of Ramsey and the roomer followed the lead of the grissled veteran, guided by the soft, almost Inaudible froufrou of his silk kimono. From room 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 aura to follow the onset.

There was nothing doing In the anarchist or dynamiter lino above again, and then the party silently deployed on to the floor below, whore II was nt' kept long waiting. Suddenly, and with appalling noise from a far corner of the room earn the sound of the enemy. There was a spitting-thudding sound, followed by the crash of a heavy weight striking something with great force, followed in tun by a slighter sound from various parts of the room, and the dauntless three were juat on the point of opening fin In an attempt to sell tflielr lives as dearly as passible, when the roomer and the younger Ramsey wen startled and somewhat relieved to hear the voice of the older Ramsey reverberating In clarion tones: ”Oh, fudge, It's only a eat.” BUeotiy, and with the gravity becoming the release from the necessity of shedding human blood, the roomer, Ramsey, and Ramesy junior r strand to the slumber regions shows, thinking of the goodness of providence in sparing them from the necessity of blood-shed. Reno Evening Gazette.