“What is it, Lu?” Violet
asked in trepidation. “Oh what is the meaning
of those sounds coming from below? Are burglars
trying to break in?”
“No, Mamma Vi,” returned
Lulu with a little nervous laugh, “they are
trying to break out.”
“Break out? what can you mean, child?”
“They are locked into the strong
room, Mamma Vi, and papa is calling for help to take
them to jail. Hark! don’t you hear him?”
They sat up in the bed, listening intently.
“Hello!” the captain called:
then in another moment, “Capt. Raymond of
Woodburn, wants the sheriff,” they heard him
say. “Ah are you there Mr. Wright?
Burglars in the house. Burglars here. We
have them fast, locked into the room with the safe
they were trying to break open. Send a constable
and several men to help him, as promptly as you can.”
The reply was of course inaudible
to the listeners in the bedroom, but the next moment
the captain spoke again.
“Yes, I can hold them till you
can get here; unless some outside accomplice should
come to their aid.”
He seemed to listen to a response,
then a tinkle of his bell told that the conversation
was at an end.
He turned at once to a private telephone
connecting the dwelling house with the outside cabins
in which his men-servants lodged, and called them
to come to his assistance.
Then back he went to his bedroom to
reassure Violet and send Lulu to Grace, who had waked
and was calling in affright to know what was the matter.
“Do not be alarmed, my dear,”
he said, as he hastily threw on his clothes:
“I really think there is no cause for apprehension,
but I must hurry down to admit the servants (whether
the burglars have left a door open or not, I do not
know), see in what condition things are in the lower
rooms, and keep guard over my prisoners till the sheriff
or constable and his men arrive.”
“What can I do?” asked Violet.
“Stay here out of harm’s
way, and ready to soothe and quiet the children should
they wake in affright,” he answered as he again
hastened away.
Violet sprang from the bed and went
with swift, noiseless steps into the nursery.
All was quiet there, children and nurse soundly sleeping.
She retraced her steps and went on into Grace’s
room, where the two little girls were lying together
in the bed, locked in each other’s arms.
Grace trembling with fear, Lulu bravely struggling
with her own excitement and trying to calm and soothe
her little sister.
“O Mamma Vi, I’m so glad
you’ve come!” she exclaimed, as Violet
drew near, then seated herself on the side of the
bed, and bent down to kiss first the one and then
the other, “for Gracie is so frightened.”
“I’m so afraid those wicked
men will hurt papa,” sobbed Grace.
“God will take care of him,
dear child,” Violet said, repeating her caress.
“Beside your papa just told me he thought there
was no cause for apprehension.
“But, Lulu, I have not heard
yet how the burglars came to be locked into the strong
room. Tell me about it.”
“Something waked me, Mamma Vi,
and I heard them, and by listening a little I made
sure where they were. At first I thought I’d
run and call papa; but then I thought there are two
of them if not more and papa is only one, so he would
hardly have a chance in trying to fight them; but
if I should slip quietly down and slam the door to
and lock them in, it would save risking papa’s
life; and if they should catch me and kill me it wouldn’t
be half so bad as if they hurt papa.
“So I asked God to help me and
take care of me. Then I ran down the back stairs
to the library.
“The door into the back hall
was far enough open to let me slip in without touching
it, so that I did so without making any noise to attract
their attention; then seeing by the light coming from
the crack at the back of the strong room door, that
they were in there, I crept close up and peeped in,
and there they were; one down on his knees working
at the lock of the safe, the other holding a lantern
to give him light.
“When I had watched them for
a minute, I asked God again to help me; then I felt
for the bolt and kept my hand on it while I, all of
a sudden, pushed against the door with all my might
and slammed it to, and shot the bolt in.
“I’d hardly done it when
I heard the men drop their tools and run to the door
and try to get it open; saying dreadful words too,
that frightened me. So I only waited to lock
the door also before I started to run upstairs and
on through the rooms till I got to papa.
“He was asleep and I was so
out of breath, and my heart beating so fast I couldn’t
speak for a minute. But I put my arm round his
neck and my cheek on the pillow close to his and he
woke.”
“And it was you who locked the
burglars in?” exclaimed Violet in astonishment.
“I’ve heard before now of women doing such
things, but never of a little girl like you attempting
it. You dear, brave, unselfish child! I
am very, very proud of you!” and she bent down
again and kissed Lulu several times.
The burglars, quite aware that their
presence in the house was known, were making desperate
efforts to escape, trying to force the lock or break
down the door, at the same time cursing, and swearing
in tones of concentrated fury.
The captain drew near and spoke to them.
“Men,” he said sternly,
“you are caught in a trap you have laid for
yourselves, and escape is impossible; both lock and
door are strong enough to resist your utmost efforts;
therefore you may as well take matters quietly.”
“That we won’t. Let
us out or it’ll be the worse for you!”
growled one of the villians, grinding his teeth with
rage.
“Have a little patience,”
returned the captain; “you shall be taken out
presently, and off the premises; you are by no means
desirable inmates in the home of any honest, law-abiding
citizen.”
The response to that was a threat
of vengeance to be taken sooner or later, should he
dare to deliver them up to justice.
Finding their threats disregarded,
they tried persuasion, appeals to his compassion asserting
that it was their first attempt to rob, and that they
were driven to it by necessity they and
their families being in sore straits from extreme
poverty and promises to lead honest lives
in future.
One voice the captain recognized as
that of the groom he had dismissed some months before
because of his cruelty to Thunderer.
“Ajax,” he said sternly,
“you are lying to me! I know that your family
are not in distress, and that you can make an honest
living if you choose to be industrious and faithful
to your employers. You were well paid here but
lost your situation by inexcusable cruelty to dumb
animals.
“Since discharging you I have
more than once supplied the wants of your wife and
children; and this is your grateful return; coming
to rob me, bringing with you another, and perhaps
more desperate villain than yourself.”
The men-servants had followed their
master into the library and stood listening to the
colloquy in open-mouthed astonishment.
“How dey git locked up in dar, cap’in?”
asked one.
“Miss Lulu slammed the door
to on them and locked and bolted it,” he replied,
his eyes shining at thought of the unselfish bravery
of his child.
“Ki, cap’n! you’s
jokin’, fo’ shuah, dat little Miss Lu lock
up de bugglars? how she gwine do dat? she one small
chile an’ dey two big men?”
“She undoubtedly did it,”
returned the captain, smiling at the man’s evident
amazement. “She heard them at work with
their tools, on the safe door, came softly down into
this room, peeped at them through the crack behind
the door there, and before they were aware of her vicinity,
slammed it to and bolted and locked it on them.”
“Hurrah for little Miss Lu!”
cried the men; one of them adding, “Dey
mus’ hab her fo’ a kunnel in
de nex’ wah.”
“No, sah; higher’n
dat; fo’ brigandine gineral at de berry leas’!”
said another.
Seeing no hope of escape, the prisoners
had ceased their efforts and awaited their fate in
sullen silence.
They did not know who had been their
captor, and in telling the story of Lulu’s exploit
the captain purposely so lowered his tones that scarce
a word reached their ears.
At this moment Max appeared at the
door opening from the library into the front hall;
only half dressed and asking in much excitement, what
was the matter? what was the meaning of the lights
and the noises that had waked him?
His father explained in a few words,
and as he finished a loud knocking at the front entrance
told of the arrival of the sheriff and his posse.
They were promptly admitted, filed
into the library and formed a semi-circle about the
door of the strong room each man with a
revolver in his hand, cocked and ready for instant
use.
The door was then unfastened and the
burglars stepped out only to be immediately handcuffed
and carried away to prison, sullenly submitting to
their arrest because they saw that resistance was useless.
But before being taken from the house
they were searched and the captain’s watch found
upon Ajax. He had evidently visited the dressing-room
of his late master to obtain the key to the strong
room door, and appropriated the watch at the same
time.
The lock of the safe was also examined
and found but little injured. The scoundrels
had not succeeded in getting at the valuables there.
They had collected together some from
other parts of the house and made them into bundles
ready to carry away, but they were uninjured and had
only to be restored to their places.
Max was greatly excited. “Papa,”
he said, when the sheriff had departed with his prisoners,
and doors and windows were again secured, “we
have had a narrow escape from serious loss; perhaps
worse than that; for who knows but those fellows meant
to murder us in our beds?”
“I think not, my son,”
replied the captain. “I presume their only
object was plunder, and that if they had succeeded
in rifling the safe without discovery, they would
have gone quietly away with their booty.
“Had they desired to kill any
of us, they would have been likely to attempt it when
upstairs in search of the key to the strong room.”
“And it was Lu who spoiled their
plans! Just think of it! I’d like to
have had her chance. Papa, I think Lu’s
splendid!”
“She has certainly shown herself
very brave and unselfish on this, and several other
occasions,” the captain said with a happy look
in his eyes.
“But come, we will do well now
to go back to our beds, for it is scarcely four o’clock,”
he added, consulting his recovered watch.
The men servants had returned to their
quarters, and father and son were alone.
Violet, in dressing-gown and slippers,
met them at the head of the stairway.
“You have not been able to sleep,
my love?” the captain said with a glance of
concern at her pale, excited face. “But
of course that was not to be expected.”
“No; we have all been too much
excited to close an eye,” she answered.”
They are gone? Do tell me all about it!”
“O papa, please come in here
and tell it where Gracie and I can hear,” called
Lulu entreatingly, from the inner room, and the bed
where they still lay clasped in each other’s
arms.
“I will; I think you deserve
the indulgence,” he said going to them, Violet
and Max following, the latter asking, “May I
come in too, papa?”
“Yes,” replied his father,
placing a chair for Violet. “I presume it
will be a relief to you all to talk the matter over
together with your mamma and me, and you will perhaps
be more inclined for sleep afterward.”
“Papa, won’t you sit down
and take me on your knee, and hug me up close, while
you tell it?” entreated Grace.
“I will,” he said, doing
as she requested. Then catching a longing look
in Lulu’s eyes, “You may come too, daughter,”
he said. “Slip on your dressing-gown and
stand here by my side. I have an arm for you as
well as one for Gracie.”
Lulu promptly and joyfully availed
herself of the permission.
“Lu,” said Max, “you’re
a real heroine! brave as a lion! I’m proud
to own you for my sister. I’m afraid I
mightn’t have been half so brave.”
“Oh yes, Max, I’m sure
you would have done just the same,” she returned,
blushing with pleasure. “And you see I preferred
to do it, because I thought they might kill papa,
and that would have been oh so much worse than being
killed myself!” clinging lovingly to her father,
and hiding her face on his shoulder as she spoke.
“Dear child!” he said
in moved tones and clasping her close, “you have
a very strong and unselfish love for me.”
“Papa, it would have broken
my heart, and Mamma Vi’s, and Max’s and
Gracie’s too, if anything dreadful had happened
to you.”
“And what about papa’s
heart if he should lose his dear little daughter Lulu,
or anything dreadful should happen to her?”
“I didn’t have time to
think about that, papa. I know you love me very
much, and would be sorry to lose me naughty
as I often am but you have other children,
and I have only one father; so of course it would be
a great deal worse for me to lose you, and all the
rest to lose you too.”
“The worst thing that could
befall us,” said Violet; “but Lulu, dear,
we all love you and would feel it a terrible thing
to have you killed or badly injured in any way.”
“Indeed we would!” exclaimed
Max, with a slight tremble in his voice.
“Oh I couldn’t ever, ever
bear it!” sobbed Gracie, throwing an arm round
her sister’s neck.
“Well,” said the captain
cheerfully, hugging both at once, “we have escaped
all the evils we have been talking of; our heavenly
Father has taken care of us and has not suffered us
to even lose our worldly goods, much less our lives;
and we may well trust Him for the future and not fear
what man can do unto us.”
“Yes,” said Violet, “we
know that He has all power in heaven and earth and
will never suffer any real evil to befall one of His
people.
“’He will not suffer thy
foot to be moved; he, that keepth thee will not slumber.’
“Levis, did you know those men?”
“One of them is Ajax.”
“Is it possible?” she
exclaimed. “What a return for all the kindness
you have shown to him and his!”
“Ajax! There, I was sure
I heard Ajax’s voice in the hall while the sheriff
was here,” cried Lulu. “He must have
been the one who was down on his knees trying to break
the safe lock when I peeped in at the crack.
I didn’t see his face; but the other was a white
man.”
“Yes,” said Max; “a man we’d
seen before.”
“The tramp you saw when out riding?” asked
his father.
“Yes, sir.”
“I recognized him too,”
said Lulu. “Papa, what will be done with
him and Ajax?”
“They will have to be tried
for burglary and if convicted, will be sent to the
penitentiary for a term of years.”
“Papa, will we have to appear
as witnesses on the trial?” asked Max.
“Yes.”
“The men did not attempt any
resistance to the arrest?” Violet said inquiringly.
“No; they saw it would be quite useless.”
After a little more talk the captain
said, “Now I think it will be best for us all
to go to our beds again and try to sleep till the usual
hour for rising.”
“Papa, I feel so afraid,”
said Grace, holding tight to him as he would have
laid her in the bed.
“My darling, try not to feel
so,” he said, caressing her; “try to believe
that God will take care of you.”
“Please ask him again, papa,” she pleaded.
Then they all knelt while the captain
asked in a few simple, earnest words that He who neither
slumbers nor sleeps would be their shield, defending
them from all evil, and that trusting in His protecting
care they might be able to banish every fear and lay
them down in peace and sleep.
“I am not afraid now, papa,”
Grace said, as they rose from their knees. “You
may please put me in my bed, and I think I’ll
go to sleep directly, for I’m very tired.”
“You will allow them to sleep
past the usual hour, my dear, will you not?”
asked Violet.
“Yes,” he said, “I
wish you, children, to sleep on as long as you can,
and if possible make up all you have lost by the visit
of the burglars; it will not matter if you take your
breakfast later than usual by even so much as an hour
or two.”
“But that will make us late
for lessons, papa,” suggested Max.
“Which I will excuse for once,”
returned his father with an indulgent smile.