Judge — March 27, 1886 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE. THE PERILS OF THE NIGHT. THE PAINFUL EXPERIENCES OF A VERY PATIENT MAN---WHAT SHALL WE 00 TO GE SAVED? ' do not like to get up in the middle of the night. rsion to d I find er every so is becoming. gre J pressive in the darkness that prevails in the middle of the night You do not ku them. ‘The lor and one feels as helpless : val y how to est nightdress is no protection, ainst attack as if he had noth ld ri slight noises that pre »usare nota relief. On the contrary they are so loud in the stillness as to be startling, and the unexpectedness disirr Ido know what others 1 get up in the middle of the 1 We had been marricd—th we had been mi narently for life There was 1 ad a bur at we slept in it got comforts id something ww precise the stoutest ner a think about it, but Ido not like to hit » other party to this disclosure about two weeks and nthe building we at pres thing ghostly about th ar, but the trouble b Thad turned off the y settled in bed when my- wife seemed to be asleep, suddenly became wide . Charles, did you lock the side door ¢” ys tell about these things. It is a matt is my had settled ent occ build nv the b first nig If [lock r of slight “Why—yes. Certain! day shut out the sl branches against tl fully distin can mi Th is lost hit rustling of th window, but it is s pain itt and at night a mouse ke more noise than an sphant ot man or woman who listens a Bat I liste: n awful whisy to, T felt So Tgotup, There were no matehes, lown the stair to the side doc nough, the moment my hand t Tremembered distinctly that I had , and then oe ars! That accounts for the That's what mad: knew Ldidn't imagine those dreadful Thaven't been able to sleep since Ih Charles, down stairs very softly and see about it >see about it!” outs clock in the ain awakened. ‘My dear,” said my wife, “I do hate to disturb you, but [have been lying awake nearly an hour, It seems that the door to the bath-room is open. Tam so nervous! T suppose, of course, nd by no in and mieaws about morning If there is anything that it was left open by some of us, truders; but it. goes © Charles, the wind has risen and | to and fro, and I find on't you I said I didn't blame her. I then remarked to myself that if there was anything in this world calculated to disarrange one’s 1 open door that was c rves it was swi xasy es ought to be at to the bath fter which I Well, T r that th I immediate found said to myself in an agi by Jove! if Lever in my life!” When I saidjto my wife somewh: “Tt was closed! sht the situation over with much interest a moment, and then remarked, * Well, of all the st noises T ever did hear they were the singular est.” and seemed to settle down to sleep. I shuddered. I was afraid it to find out at ating mann greased. room door, a hastily, she apparently th nge ght be necessary have been three o'clock in the There was a pinch in my ribs. a cold hand was At the same instant there was the whisper, ! Lie still and listen.” I do not like to lie still and listen in the still hours of the n rs too much if he hears nothing « rything is alarming, and nothing be satisfactoril The thousand noises that prev: Mr. Stayer Miss Quic eleven o'clock!” “Alas, we Yes, very true. make resolutions only to brea ww T resolved to retire 14 T hate to see about it is burglars. L think a burglar is the meanest thing this side of Wash ton, My philosophy with respect to burg lars is that it is better to go to sleep and let ntake what they want, and in the morn when you go down street to. inform the police. shot by . and what is property: in comparison with life ¢ ’ find out about those bu certain, moreover, that the If Thad had the rem w Thave known many persons to be bur that thes T would have in bed with the utmost persiste until daylight. The only proper time to look for burglars is when the b ars are other house, or at least after they have left your own, [do not profess to be but T know that much There being no burg searched for t burglars in th use me YY wise, urs. em with th T went thre ery table, in the house, I ler ¢ wh every moon and sofa. 1 the more the great stillness of the house struck me, and, stalking through the r da my night-dress me: now famili. awhile floating behind me “When T can read my title clear To mansions in the skies "— you look in the cellar?” interrupted No!" I said shortly, getting hastily into I didn’t look in the There a burgls hin five miles.” “Well,” fault, is it pered my wife, “it isn't my and she immediately went to That was twenty y tures of that night every night since. and my limbs « uncertain ago. The adven- re the adventures of My hair is growing gray » growing more and more Is the house haunted? Am I im patient because of an accumulation of years ¢ Tdo not know, T only at I do not like to yet up in the of the night A SOLID HINT. them!” arly nights and here it is nearly comicbooks.com