THE ’Ii—llEF CAUGHT.
. “Confound it, Lock! I say, why
can’t you give us other fellows , a
chance to plug'away, if you can’t do it
yourself? I’ve. got your song and ther-
apeutics so mixed in my brain that
they have formed a conglomerate mass
of nonsense, and I might as well be
reading Hebrew for all the good I am
getting.”
_ “Yes,” chimed in another and deeper
voice, “if you don’t shut up or take
‘yonrself on: some where we'll find
means to keep you quiet. Just remem-
ber thiatflfailure means more to us than
it does to you; we haven’t a rich dad to
back us, as you have.”
“Oh, come now, fellows, ‘throw phy-
sic to the dogs,’ and let’s do some-
thing Iively to freshen up our noddles
for to-morrow. I shall not leave the
room till you do—see ?”
Here Lock squared himself for de-
fence against attack, and began howling
in a. baritone voice extremely off color,
“We are the jolly gay students of Sala‘
manca.” The next moment he received
an onslaught of books and cigar butts,
which he returned with interest, and
the general melee began.
The examinations for degrees were
near at hand, and these three were
enduring the usual pangs of anxiety
as to their fate, and with the usual
discretion shown by disciples of Escu-
lapius, who never practice what they
preach where their own physical or
mental activity is at stake, were giving
little rest to brain or body. Until the
present evening Lockwood had been as
studious as the others; but he sudden-
ly closed his Anatomy with a bang,
kicked his chair over, and began exe-
cuting a pigeon’s wing, as he roared
out all manner of rollicking songs; it
was this erratic conduct which had
brought forth the protest from his com<
rades. ‘
In the midst of the melee, when it
was hard to distinguish between heads
and heels, there came a timid knock
at the door, repeated before their ears
caught it, and then, at their united call,
“Come in!” the knob turned, and it
opened just far enough for the timid
face of the small chambermaid to be
seen, as she delivered this massage:—
“Plese, sills, Miss Poole wants to
know if you won’t keep a little more
quiet, as the new lodger is complain-
inlg‘!’ ’
“New lodger be hanged! Does she
expect us to be as still as mice? Tell
Miss _Poole we are on a strike; either
the new lodger goes or she stands the
noise.” -
His words were lost, for the face had
disappeared and the door had closed
before they were well commenced; the
small maid was afraid of medical stu-
dents, and always assdciated them
with the dissecting table.
“Humph! The new lodger-is begin-
ning to kick early, eh?” said Dinckley,
of football fame. “If it wasn’t for this
confounded Therapeutics, I’d help you
to show her that we don’t sanction in-
terference by a new woman.”
“Hold on, Dinck—there are two of
them. You saw the long, gaunt style,
but Gil and I sawthe other one, and—
well, that’s what’s raised the deuce
with my brain. She’s the pink of per-
fection—small, blonde, soft-voiced, and
timid as any woman who ever ran
from a mouse. No new woman about
her! She needs a protector, and by
George! I’d like to apply for the posi-
tion. Go on with your studying—I’m
quiet.”
“Ha! ha! ha! Gil, what do you think
of that? Lockwood, the woman-hater,
mashed, crushed, stabbed to the centre
of his hard heart by one glance from
heavenly blue eyes!”
“Look out, old boy! These timid,
clinging creatures, my old ‘ bachelor
uncle says, are failures as wives, on
the theory, I suppose, that the weaker
a woman is physically and mentally
the more dependent she becomes. Give
, me a self-reliant, burglar-scare kind of
girl, eh, Dinck?”
“Them’s my sentiments! Sweet wo-
men are apt to turn vinegary with age.
Don’t be too sure in your calculations,
Lock! appearances are deceiving; your
amiable looking hours may prove to be
a vixen.”
There was no reply‘to this remark,
and the two settled themselves to their
work again. Lockwood, after thrum-
ming on the window pane for a while,
raised the sash and looked down into
the yard. ‘
“Hullo! Here’s a lark!” he exclaimed.
“Come 011! The fellow underneath has
three bottles of champagne on his win-
dow-sill, and we must get it.” He
rushed to his bed and tore from it the
white quilt. “Here—this will hold.
You take that end and let me down,
and I’ll confiscate the whole 10 .”
This was something too exciting to
resist. Gilray and Dinckley grasped
the quilt, and Lock carefully swung
out, and down to the window below,
grasped one bottle, and was drawn up.
After sampling the champagne the
second trip was made‘ successfully;
but the sparkle of the wine had got
into his eyes on the third, and miscal-
culating his distance as he endeavored
to get his foot on the sill, it went crash~
Ing through the window with a hang,
the sash went up to its highest point;
la hand grasped his slipper, and a wo-
man’s voice exclaimed,—
“Ah, my man, you have reckoned
Without your host! Just step inside
while I send for an ofiicer. I have you
' covered with my revolver, so don’t try
to escape.” .
Here the boys gave a jerk at the
guilt, and Lock shot upward; but his
shoe remained in the grasp of the own-
er of the voice, and a shot rang out
which he knew by a sharp prick in the
upper part of his leg had taken eifect.
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'Asdlé got inside of his own window
he said in a faint voice, “I’m shot,
boys, and by a new woman,” and he
fainted.
With dismay they-r stripped ofl his
clothing, and a small bullet, which had
gone through the fleshy part of his left
leg, dropped to the floor. Luckily no
artery had been cut, and he was him-
self again before they had finished
their examination of the wound, which
they assured him was nothing but a
scratch. '
“That’s all right, boys; but she has
my slipper, and—” _
“Which one was it, Lock?” asked Gil-
ray. “The lank lady ?”
“No, the clinging one, by thunder!
You were right—appearanes are de-
ceiving. She has that confounded shoe
in evidence against 'me, and the whole
thing will come out.”
“Not by a long shot!” said Dinckley.
“I have a pair of shoes just like yours,
and I now make you a present of
them.” .
“But how are you going tqget rid of
this odd one?” _,
,“I’ll manage it. You lie quiet and let
Gil and me figure. In the first place,
we must have some ice to put on that
leg, and I’m going to get it out of Miss
Poole’s refrigerator.» Then I’ll cre-
mate this slipper in the furnace. You
go and ask what the commotion is all
about, Gil; it sounds as if a flock of
ducks had got into the house.”
Gilray stepped into the hall and con~
fronted the landlady, who was about
to knock at their door.
“Is that you, Miss Poole?” he said.
“Hearing so much loud talk, I was just
coming to inquire if anything had hap-
'pened.”
“0h, Doctor Gilray!" she gasped. “A
burglar tried to get into Miss Butler’s
.room, and she is sure she shot him;
but he got away, and we are all nearly
scared to death—all but Miss Butler
herself. She has gone back to bed—-
says we needn’t fear any more moles-
tations to-night.”
“Right she is too! Get the women
back to their rooms, and tell them I’ll
patrol the halls every hour.”
“Oh, how kind you are, doctor! They
will be so grateful to you!”
As Gilray closed the door he cut a
pigeon wing which threw Lockwood’s
previous effort completely into the
shade. ' “
“I’ll fix things for you, Dinck!” he
exclaimed. “You can now patrol the
house from attic to cellar without sus-
picion. Here, put a bottle in each
pocket, and leave them somewhere in
the lower regions.”
Dinckley started on his first round,
and after safely depositing the bottles
outside of the kitchen window as if
they had fallen there, he went into the
cellar with the slipper, which he threw
into the furnace; then he confiscated a
piece of ice and started for his room.
All went well until he reached the sec-
ond landing; but here,- miscalculating
the number of steps, he lifted his foot
to mount one more, and as it found its
former level it destroyed his equilib-
rium; he fell against the new lodger’s
door, and the piece of ice slid from his
grasp; before he could pick it up the
door opened, and he, having braced
himself against it with one hand as
he groped about with the other, went
sprawling into the room, and at the
very feet of a very pretty young lady.
“Don’t shoot!” he said in a stage
whisper. “I am one of the boarders,
keeping guard.”
She was looking at him with a merry
twinkle in her eyes, and her lips
twiclled as if she were trying to sup
press a laugh. _ _
“Ah, I see! Ice is a good weapon to
hunt burglars with—a sort of reeze out
method, so to speak.”
Dinckley did not answer. A sudden
thought made him exclaim,——
“Why, you are in Butler’s room!”
“Yes; didn’t you know I was coming?
Just like him not to say anything
about it! I am his sister, and as his
was the only large room we could have,
he took one in the upper story until
Miss Poole could make better arrange-
ments. My aunt intended to stay all
winter, but this first night’s experience
will, I fear, be too much for her weak
nerves. I am sorry the burglar took
Jack’s champagne; otherwise I would
have given you a bottle to drinkin-
stead of the ice water."
“Oh, thank you! But we—that is I
———never drink it—strictly temperate,
you know.” He made a bow so low
that‘it was almost a salaam, and say-
ing “Good-night,” fairly rushed from
her presence.
“No such thing! It’s all your fault.
anyhow,” growled Dinck. A deuce of
a scrape you’ve got us into by your
confounded pranki”.
“Well, I have the worst of it, so don’t
be too hard on a fellow. I’ll make a
clean breast of the afiair to-morrow,
and clear your skirts.”
“No, you don’t!” exclaimed Gilray.
“VVe’ll brazen it out; Dinck will feel
better after he has slept. Now shut up
and give me a chance at it, too, for I
am dead tired.”
Ten minutes afterward the three
were snoring luustily.
The next morning, after an examina-
tion of Lock’s wound, which proved so
slight as to cause only a slight stiff-
ness in the muscles, it was decided
that he should go down to breakfast,
and to disarm suspicion more com-
pletely, should wear the slippers like
his own.. The three men were cere-
moniously presented to Miss Butler,
who looked so pretty in her blue morn- .
ing gown that they were all charmed
'by her appearance. She had a great
deal to say about the burglar, and
seemed much concerned regarding the
effect other shot. Dinck endeavored
to reassure her on thisypoint, but Lock-
wood kept discreetly silent. ,The less
‘.
said the better, he thought. His turn
was to come, however. As they rose
to leave the room after breakfast, Miss
Butler’s eyes fell on his slippers.
“Why, how strange!” she cried. “The
burglar’s slippers is just like yours!
to wear in case one of yours gives out
—that is, if you don’t object to second-
hand apparel.”
“Ahi—well, I—I think I do. You see
I have a very hard corn, and am
obliged to wear my slippers for a while
before putting on my shoes. I don’t
think it would fit, anyway—too large.”
“Too large! How should you'know ?”
She looked the picture of innocence,
but he could see her lips twitch.
“Why, all burglars are supposed to
have large feet; a good understanding
is necessary to the profession,” And
Lockwood laughed feebly at his own
Wit. ,
“Come, Lock,” called Gilray. “If
you don’t hurry you’ll be late for lect-
ures. What a little devil it is!”fhe went
on, when they had reached their room.
“You’re doomed, Lock! She will never
rest until, she finds the burglar; Hello!
there comes the first instalment of re-
porters, I’ll bet my hat!” j
I The bell had clanged loudly.- .To
make sure that he was right Gilray
opened the door to listen, and the first
Word he heard was “burglar.” ‘
“There, you see! Some one has re-
-ported the affair at police headquar-
ters, and we’re in for it, sure!” .
The three looked at each other blank-
ly, then Lockwood cried,—
“Something must be done to stop
this, even if I have to confess the
whole thing.”
A knock at the door caused them to
start guiltily; but it was only the maid
with a small, round box, and a note
which she handed to Lockwood. Open-
ing the note he read,—
“Doctor Lockwood:—-My aunt begs
that you will try this remedy for your
corn; she is sure it will help you. We
think we are on the trail of the bur-
glar, and shall catch him, if possible.
“Yours sympathetically,
“CATHERINE BUTLER.”
'A groan from Lockwood, a loud
whistle from Gilray, a snap of the fin—
gers and a strong word from Dinckley,
told the impression made.
“What’s in the box, Lock? Salve, by
Jove! She carries out the farce very
well,” said Gilray, at last. “We must
«
pletely. \Yhat’s the matter with going:
to Butler and teling him all about it.
He’ll have one on‘us, but we have sev-
eral weeks to get even with him.”
“Thanks, awfully, but I’m done play-
ing jokes on a fellow with such a sis-
ter,” growled Dinckley. “I’ll go and
tell him, though, and put a stop to this
investigation. Say, fellows, I take
back my opinion of strong-minded wo-
men. I’d rather marry an idiot than
one of them.” And the look of disgust
on his face made the others roar with
laughter.
He went at once to find Butler, and
as he always looked the easiest way
out of a difliculty, sought the sister for
information as to his whereabouts. She
opened the door in answer to his
knock, and stood looking at him in the
word. Dinckley was much disconcert-
ed. How very pretty she was!
“1—1 wanted to speak to you—I mean
to your brother, Miss Butler—no, no!
I mean Miss Butler!” lle stamnlercd.
“Oh, is that all?” she exclaimed in a
disappointed tone. “I thought you had
some information about the robber. I
hope my shot did not kill the poor fel-
low! Do please help me to find him!
Brother Jack would have helped me,
but he had to go to Boston for a week
—oh, dear! and you wanted to see him!
How unfortunate! But perhaps I will
do as well?”
The blue eyes were fairly dancing
with mischief. Dinckley looked square-
ly into them, and made a sudden re-
solve.
“Say, Miss Butler, may I step inside
the door, so no One can hear what I
have to say?” .
His tone of desperation could not be
resisted, and she motioned him to
enter. For a moment he gazed at her
helplessly, then blurted out,—
“Miss Butler, your burglar wasn’t
much hurt, 50—”
“Why, how do you know?
you found him? 011, I see you have!
Aunt Prue, Doctor Dinckley has found
my burglar!”
As Dinck saw a lank form step from
the alcove, and a pair of spectacled
eyes peering at him, he whispered ex-
citedly,-—— V
“I can’t tell two of youétllat’s too
rough on a fellow! But, confound it!
I don’t care, so here goes. The whole
thing was a trick we fellows tried to
play on your brother, and you shot
Lock in the leg.”
Miss Butler laughed so heartily at
his confession that it evidently oc-
curred to Dinckley she had been work-
ing to accomplish just this ending to the
affair, and after a moment he laughed
with her. ,
.“Did you think,” she asked. “that I
did not see the burglar disappear in-
side of your window, and hear him ex
claim, ‘I’m shot, boys, and by a new
woman?” You can imagine our anxi-
ety, and how we listened at the regis-
ter until we heard one of you say that
the wound was only a scratch. Then i
resolved to turn the tables on you.
which I_ think you Will agl'rc I have
done most eifectually.”
“Yes, you’ve proved yourself to be a
match for any man,” said Dinckley.
“You know,” he added, with a daring
look, “your victim really ought to mar-
ry you; but he shall not if 1 can pre-
ventit.” .
‘afterward he married her himself.
As it of no use to me, .you can have it '
He kept his word, for three months‘
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