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236 _ THE GRINDER PAPERS. Sez he, ‘‘Wed better make haste. The wretch might escape, or Miss Tibbs might return.” ‘The house and pantry is both locked,” sez, showin’ him the keys. He squoze my hand, Well, all this while we were hurryin’ on, and at last we came tu the station’us. Mr. Tibbs rushes in. ‘‘My house is attacked by burgulars,’ bd sey he, ‘‘and I need assistance.” Then he kinder danced about. ‘‘Immediately,” sez he. ‘‘Don’t be so long about it. I shall be robbed of everything I possess ef you don’t make more haste.” Some o’ the perlice stared and didn't say nuthin’; but, finally, a couple came along with us. ‘Iwas high time, fur when we got there Miss Tibbs was a-standin’ on the porch along with the new cook gal. ‘‘Land o’ Goshen!” sez she, ‘‘what on airth is the matter?” Sez I, ‘‘Be carm, Miss Tibbs; your house is invaded by bur- gulars, ” She clasps her hands. ‘‘Kitch me, Tibbs,” sez she, ‘‘I’m goin’ tu faint.” 7 ‘‘T hain’t got time,” sez he, openin’ the door. ‘‘ Now, per- lice, I hope you’re well armed, fur no doubt you'll hev trouble.” ‘‘QOh, that’s him,” sez Miss Tibbs; ‘‘I hear him now.” And sure enough the burgular was kickin’ and yellin’ fur tu be let out. Sez Mr. Tibbs: