Mrs.Morris cried, and catching me up in her arms, ran in the house with me, and Jack followed with old Jim.
We all went into the parlor.

There was a good fire there, and Miss Laura and Miss Bessie were sitting over it.

They sprang up when they saw us, and right there in the parlor washed our wounds, and made us lie down by the fire.
"You saved our silver, brave Joe," said Miss Bessie; "just wait till my papa and mamma come home, and see what they will say.

Well, Jack, what is the latest ?" as the Morris boys came trooping into the room.
"The policeman has been questioning your nurse, and examining the dining-room, and has gone down to the station to make his report, and do you know what he has found out ?" said Jack, excitedly.
"No what ?" asked Miss Bessie.
"Why that villain was going to burn your house." Miss Bessie gave a little shriek.

"Why, what do you mean ?" "Well," said Jack, "they think by what they discovered, that he planned to pack his bag with silver, and carry it off; but just before he did so he would pour oil around the room, and set fire to it, so people would not find out that he had been robbing you." "Why we might have all been burned to death," said Miss Bessie.