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NAN'S BURGLAR.

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NAN'S BURGLAR. "Oh, Jack, I thought you would never get homewas my litcle wife's first remark when she met me at the door, and as I stooped to kiss her I noticed the usually tranquil face was puckered into an anxious frown. But, my dear, I'm not a moment later than I always am," I remonstrated mildly. Oh, it isn't that, but something dreadful has happened Cuok made away with the silver?" Dear me, Jack, do be serious I should have said, is going to happen." "Mary given noticed' I asked, still thinking the trouble some small, vexatious t h inl& n-, household matter. How can you be so provoking V she said angrily, with a decided stamp of the foot. It was not any little thing like that I tell you it is serious and not about our- selves. but the house opposite." Which one '?" Do you know the family where they have the large Saint Barnard ?" Well, I ought to," I replied somewhat dryly, as I remembered that dog's wild attempts to demolish our small fox terrier. What about them l" Come upstairs and I'll tell you," she answered, in a mosc mysterious manner. I obeyed, and when we reached the library and were comfortably seated, Nan began in a low tone— This morning, after you left, and I had given my orders for the day, I took my work into the window* but as I felt lazy did not sew much, and sat gazing idiy in the reflector, which looks up tiu^street. There were several people walking along, and as I watched 1 noticed one man in particular, as he seemed looking for something. He went up between two houses, and then, turning, walked down again. Apparently his efforts were in vain to recover what he had, as I supposed, lost, i hen suddenly I saw a light flash twice on the side walk he looked up hurriedly when about opposite to here, it seemed I did the same, and was just in rime to see some one in the fourth story flash the light twice again. It was evidently done with a looking glass, but I couldn't discover whether the person who held it was a man or a woman, the sun shone so brightly on the window pane. Our fiide of the way being shady, of course the signal, for it most have been one, worked beautifully. When I looked at the man again lie was writing something on a slip of paper. Fitiding it, he carefully placed it in an envelope, which I saw was already directed. He then leisurely crossed the street and rang the basement bell. The door was opened so quickly that it led me to suspect the people there were in readiness tor some message he made a short remark, :o which the girl replied, ar.d then walked way; and, coming abruptly to a close, II that's all." Well, my dear, I suppose it was one of the s rvants' best young men. How short-sighted you are, Jack They ue going to rob that house and kill the people, and you must go over and see the proprietor and explain. What, that they are going to murder inm 1 "No. you stupid, but what I saw then you wili have done your duty." "Go over and teil him that and get kicked out for my pains? No, thank you. I've just found out who lives there. It's BolwelJ, the banker, and they say he has a devil of a temper. He has an invalid wife and two daughters. There was a son, but because he wouldn't marry to order the old tyrant turned him out. And I'm to go over and tell him what you saw He'd say i'J better send you to a lunatic asylum. Jack Well, Nan, 1 was only telling you what he'd say," I apologised meekly, but in vain. Do you mean to teil me I didn't see what [ have told you :■ "My dear, i,.k), no, certainly not," I re- mons: rated. "1 only thought you might have been mistaken. "Mistaken ? How 'I" (;11, Great Scott Why, why had I begun to argue Aloud I said— Well, you know there's a possibility that his sweetheart opposite may have lost some trinket, while they were out spoon- L??ir Intl My W i Te. vig— "Spooning, I repeat: 1 doggedly, "and How vu!?.r murmured my wife. l  imagined she dropped ft on the sidewalk between the houses, where you say he looked. At ?.st'. ?tv?? up despair, he wrote her a note telling the result." Very pretty," sarcastically, "and re- markably well told you wourci make your fortune on a platform by impromptu speeches. But, may I beg to remind my astoundingly clever husband that he has failed to account for one of the most im- po"?.'nt det<iHs< How about the signal?" (-Ietails ?, ffcw ,-Lboac tT,e si,?nal?" a br'  WelL you know, there's a little girl over there, and she must have been flashing the I looking glass. It's more than likely," I went on, waxing enthusiastic. I used to do it when I was small myself." 0\ very well Come home and laugh it me after I've been worrying all day long Jack, I wouldn't have believed it of you." And with this she did the one thing which, no matter if I were raving, tearing mad (and in the right, too), would make me take- back water, and vow and declare she couldn't be wrong, no matter what she said Nan burst out crying. My dear, don't cry I begged, and as the el, ck struck 7 I continued, It's dinner time, and Mary will announce it in a moment. Don't, She'll think we've ueen quarrelling." "Then will you sr-go and see Mr—Mr— ill—the banker My tlea>\ supposing the signal were not for anything bad. you would'nt want me to appear ridiculous was the sobbing answer, but what c-can we do 3 It would be cruel to let those poor people be murdered in their Leds. Well, I'll do anything else you ask," I replied with resignation. Will you V' she asked, sitting up, and dropping her handkerchief. The tear-stained face looked so pretty that I repeated very bravely- Yes, dear." Well, then the next best thing we can do is to put out all the lights and sit up and watch. Sit up V I gasped. That was being a little too neighbourly. I Yes," she replied sternly. As I looked doubtful her face clouded I again, and seeing sobs in the not far dis- tance I hastily acquiesced, just as Mary I entered to tell us dinner was served. I It was 1 o'clock, and with all the lights out Nan and I were awaiting the results of what she had seen in the morning. I began to be wofully sleepy and wished many things, prominent among which was the desire to murder all the EolweIIs, and a side issue to the effect that the man who in- vented reflectors had never been born. It was one of those clear nights when every little star seems trying to outshine its neighbour, and the moon looks down peace- fully on the great, quiet city. As the clock struck half-past 1, 1 addressed Nan. Aren't you sleepy Yes," came the s.vd reply. Well, we've b-jen here since ten o'clock, and not a thing has happened except that old Bolwell has left the house with a bag and besides, I don't see why we are called upon to play private detectives for the neighbourhood. The sols answer I received was the squeak of an openieg window. I cried. Still no answer. I hastily crossed the room to find that the sound had informed me correctly of what was going on. N an, come in at once I said sternly to my better half, who was dangling three- quarters out. Slowly she obeyed, and I closed the window. What on earth is the matter now i' I asked, rather crossly, for it isn'c exactly che way to cultivate good- nature to sit up all night. "I thought I heard a noise," was the subdued reply. And you don't know any better than to open a window and make such a row that if it was any one you'd scare 'em ofn" | I never thought of that. Well, you ought to have," I unfeelingly remarked as I striked back to my seat. And so the watch began anew. As I gazed out sleepily and crossly I decided that Nan raust have been dreaming in regard to what 3he saw, or that my explanation was the irue one. Suddenly I saw a man coming uu the street slowly, stealthily, and became on the alert. Nan Yes ? Her tone told me that she, too, saw the fellow, but what she added was like a true woman. I told you so The accent of triumph was unmistakable. I had to acknowledge that my angel Nan was of the earth, earthly evidently the watch had been suggested that she might prove herself right. j Slowly the man moved on till he was opposite us. and just then the clock struck two. He stood still, and then took some- thing from his pocket which proved to be a box => of matches. Striking two he held one in each hand for about a minute, and then extinguishing them looked up at the Bol- wells' house. The result was speedy. A shade in the fourth storey was raised, and a white hand, holding a burning taper, could be distinctly seen. then all was darkness again. "I'm scared," whispered Nan. Come over here," I answered, softly. With one arm around her I watched for further developments. The man moved carefully up the stone steps in a few moments the front door was gently pushed ajar, and he slipped in. Then stillness reined as before. What are we to do now 7 whispered i Nan. Blessed if I know Lee's wait a few j moments and see if he comes out again." Yes," was Nans scornful reply, "and sit here while he gets off with all his booty Before I could say anything I noticed a light in the fourth story again. and also that whoever held the taper at the window had not pulled the shade down more than three-quarters of the way as the windows were very long and extended low down, Nan and I, looking up as we did, could see 3. large portion of the room. It was peculiar in its plainness, as, from various views on sweeping day. my wife had always told me how luxurious the rest of the house was furnished. As these thoughts passed through my mind, there flashed into the room, dancing and laughing, a woman dressed fantastically in pink. Her bright red hair hung to her waist in dishevelled masses, and she waved a pair of long thin arms rapidly about, while her face assumed the cunning of a child doing what it knows to be wrong. This expression changed into one of rage as a gray-haired woman followed and appeared to argue with her, but vainly. Quickly taking her long hair in both hands, she darted forward and tried to twist it around the woman's neck, as though to strangle iler. Together they fought and struggled until they staggered toward the other side of the room and were lost to our view. As the shades were green and tightly drawn, not even a shadow indicated to us how the terrible struggle had terminated, j However, as I breathlessly watched they I came in sight again, the red-haired woman | apparently subdued and quiet. The other led her to a seat and gently tanneti her suddenly she looked, as though startled, toward tile right hand side of the room. In a second more the woman in pink sprang forward, and to my utcer amazement j beheld her clapped m the arms of Nan's t',io -ar;iis k)l ?N, -tll S The likeness between the two was s?art- ling. He had the same features and hair, but his face was tender and pitiful as he stroked the poor, dishevelled head lying on his breast. How on earth Nan could have mistaken him in broad daylight for a suspicious character I could not understand the stamp of a gentleman was unmistakably visible. As I watched in wonder the scene being enacted before as, a fourth figure came in view, a sweet-faced young girl. j Miss Bolwell 1" I heard Nan gasp. I But just then iny attention was distracted j by a man coming up the street. He drew near, and I recognised Mr Bolwell. He glanced up at his house and saw the light. He came over to our side of the way, then recrossmg hastily, ran up his steps, un- locked the door with his latch-key, and went in. j Agai_ n I looked at the window everythmg was the same as when I last saw it. Suddenly the mad woman—for of course there was no doubt of her state—seemed to shriek and clasp her hands wildly a second later Mr Bolwell came within our view, riis face was black with rage, and he was gesticulating angrily. Then the window shades were drawn close, and we saw no more. It was a wearied and tired pair who took their places at the breakfast table next morn- ing. I ai-i was almost sick, and I felt little better. Mary, the maid—how she found out I can't imagine, but how do servants know everything, any way ?—informed us con- (identially, as we were trying to eat our bren-kfast, that the lady opposite had been took terrible bad Ki the night, and wasn't expected to live and it was lucky as the son, as had been away a couple o' years, should of come home unexpected, just in time." As I kissed Nan good-by, and saw tha tan bark scattered in front of our house, I said "Nan, dear, evidently poor Mrs Bolwell is a lunatic, and that was her son whom I told you Mr Bolwell disowned because he had a mind of his own. I presume the signals were to arrange a meeting between mother and son while her husband was away. It's evident he got wind of the matter, and re- turned much sooner than he was expected. Poor woman Perhaps her son's presence may help to restore her reason. Of course we must never mention what we have seen." And as for that old Bolwell, he ought to be tarred and feathered ejaculated Nan. Sure enough, I soon found out through Nan. or, I should say, Mary, as the informa- tion originated with her, that Mrs Bolwell was improving and about a month later my wife saw v her go for a drive, carefully assisted into the carriage by the once banished son. Down town I heard that that old bear, Bol.vell, has changed for the better his violent temper has become decidedly sub- dued it was certainly time,after driving his poor wife insane, separating her from their only son, and generally making life a Hades on a small-sized plan for his entire family." However, better late than never and when Nan and I recall what we saw on that eventful night we are heartily glad that at last he was taught a lesson which it is scarcely likely he will forget, as we who were only spectators, are sure the memory: will last all our lives.

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