Penny Dreadfuls, 1889 · page 38 of 218
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30 A SERVANT OF SATAN. As they entered the room Frederick fired another shot through the window and shouting, ‘‘I have hit one of them, Iam sure. I heard a scream!” jumped into the garden and rushed across the lawn and through the shrubbery, followed by the general and the more or less terrified servants. All their endeavors to capture the midnight intruders proved, however, fruitless, and whether wounded or not, the burg- lars had evidently succeeded in making good their escape. On returning to the library it was ascertained that the general’s desk had been forced open and that a consider- able sum of money in gold and notes, together with several valuable bonds and railway shares, had been abstracted therefrom. Frederick related that he had been awakened shortly after midnight by a strange grating sound proceed- ing from the room immediately beneath his own. ‘That, jumping out of bed, he had quickly put on his dressing- gown, and seizing a loaded revolver, {had softly crept down stairs. Peeping through the keyhole he had seen two men who, by the light of a small taper, were ransacking his father’s desk. His efforts in the dark to open the door must have evidently disturbed them, for by the time he managed to enter they had reached the window and were in the act of leaping into the gardens when he fired several shots at them in rapid succession. It was at this juncture that his father and the servants had appeared on the scene. | So gratified was the general by the courage and presence of mind displayed by Frederick in attacking the burglars single-handed that he forgot for the moment both the loss ~ of his stolen property and the grave offenses of which the young man had been guilty. Grasping his son’s hands he expressed his satisfaction to him in no measured terms, and indeed wason the point of releasing him from any further arrest or confinement to his room. On second thought, however, he decided to await the replies to his letters from comicbooks.co ‘ y © + om | a <gikwos ef S