A Nocturnal Adventure.

Cromwell Argus, Volume V, Issue 210, 18 November 1873, Page 7

A Nocturnal Adventure.

The Danbury Newsman says there is a peculiarly saddening effect in awakening in the night and hearing burglars at work in your house. This was the case with Mr Henry on South-street, Friday night. As soon as he .detected the noise, which appeared to be downstairs, he softly crept out of bed and commenced to prowl around for a match. His wife was soon awakened by the same noise, and believing that something was the matter with the children, who slept in the next room, she carefully withdrew from thebed so as not to disturb her husband, and started for the door. An instant later they collided. ( What he thought was evident enough. All the hard earnings of an arduous life were at stake. Before him stood one or more robbers. With an exclamation of condensed eloquence he clenched her. What she thought is not quite so evident, but it was doubtless of her husband and children, and, beintr brave withal, she at once twined her fingers in his hair, and gave him a wrench that made him think of death. Then both of them went down to the floor together, she having the advantage in the fall, and, getting on top, with her hands still in his hair, she shook his head, against the floor with an energy and courage that would undoubtedly have filled him to overflowing with admiration had he known who it was, or had he known anything at all. Every time she rapped him she shrieked for help, and in a brief space of time the children and Mrs Ebon Davis, who lived downstairs, were on the scene. Mrs Davis was not dressed for company, but in the excitement she didn’t mind adornment. She had a candle in the one hand and a large carving-fork in the other, and was about to drive the latter into the legs of the villain, when recognition ensued. Then Mrs Davis laid down her candle in one direction, and the fork in another, and immediately returned to her own apartments, her yellow flannel nightcap, as it shot down the stairs, being the first thing Mrs Henry saw on springing to his feet. The children were returned to the room and put to bed, but the parents did not resume their couch. It was so pleasant, Mr Hemy concluded to remain up the rest of the night and enjoy the scenery/ and Mrs Henry thought it best to stay up, too, so as to change the cloths on his head as often, as possible.