Rensselaer Republican, Volume 21, Number 48, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 August 1889 — An Editor is Burglarized [ARTICLE]

An Editor is Burglarized

Delphi Journal. \ The bold, bad burglar got in his work on C. B. Landis, of the Journal, Tuesday night He rowed his way through tile screen window, enter# the bed room, where a lamp was burning, and deftly appropriated a pair of pants, a pair of shoes and a gold watch and chain. " If the cuss will come hack and identity himself he can secure the socks that have kept company With the shoes for so many years. It seems too cruel to separate them now, as they have become accustomed to each others ways. The shoes were full chested dapple blacks, and had been in the family for years. The vest was a corkscrew pattern, the corkscrew being carried in an inside pocket—made expressly for the purpose. The garment was cut.low necked and short sleeved, and buttoned down the front The back was cut bon voyage and regulated by a buckle attachment. This attachment has not been used recently, the vest being worn to its fullest capacity. The pants, or trousers as they are sometimes called, were shy clinging creatures, and set off a symmetrical, rotund figure most admirably. They were running mates for the vest, and originally sheared off the same sheep. They have always been companions, Every place the vest went The pacts were sure to go. Thepants were also large in the chest. They had been kept carefully, and were a familiar figure at state and national conventions. The watch—it is grief to write of that watch. The chances are that its place will never be supplied. And the money—it represented several beef-stakes, with an occasional mess of liver thrown in. Anyone locating these articles by above description, will confer a favor by telegraphing this office at once—prepaying the message. ~ In the past the writer has been ambitious in more ways than one, but he would willingly sacrifice every ambition if be could Jay his horny hand upon the son-of-a-gun that did this robbing business. The pleasure of one brief moment in which to churn his abdominal cavity into a Johnstown disaster, and tie his gizzard in a Gordian knot, would be worth all the wealth of the Orient, with a seat in Congress and a paid up subscription to a seat in the Beau tint city thrown in.