The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1878-06-30
THE NEW ORLEANS DEMooRAT SUNDAY, JUNE 3d. 1878

ing robbed, that was evident. How could
prevent. 1t Z could not get out; could not
reach Tom. Suddenly / remembered the
telegraph Office on the second floor II /
| could summon help from O, 1T was
only five miles, and there was q long job for
the burglars before they could open the safe.
could creep around the stairCasei If one
of those busy men turned his head / was lost
] crept softly on ell fOurs slowly, watchfully,
and gained the stairs. Ug, / darted blessing
my India rubber, shoes, till | gained the door
of the telegraph office. All was dark there
and dared not strike q match.
/ listened, and then leaving the door open,
CROPPED my way to the well known desk and
gave the signal for CT: | could hear my
came! Still working In the dark, sent this
! mPssage
Burglars In the Baysville Bank Vault
| Waterman gagged and bound Can you send
| help T.
Again the agony Of suspense in listening,
! but at last the sound reached me:
"Wil send help Immediately"
] crept to the head of the staircase, afraid
! the clear ring of the instrument had been
| heard In the vault, but no one came up stairs.
| The windows OF the telegraph office faced the
street, so | returned, bolted myself In safely
and sat down to watch
! The town clock gave one resonant stroke,
| breaking the deep silence, and no signs Of
life were visible In the long stretch of road
| leading to c.. / was numb with cold
wishing heartily that | had not left Ton s
basket under the staircase, thinking regret
! fully of my own c02y bed, when / heard afar
| off the sound of horses feet
| No sister Anne. in Bluebeard's tower, was
ever more watchful than / was then. Would
the burglars take the alarm
The building made o corner Of two streets,
and saw eight mounted men dash up the
| road. separate and while four diSmOuntgd in
front, four went TO the rear
The burglars were unprepared for this flank
movement. for while the police in front were
| tbJlnHnTinn main no tfIbI
| rushed to the rear basement door right into
the arms of the police stationed there.
could hear the hubbub, pistol shots fired,
the seutlle OF feet cries, oaths and general
confusion; and | slipped down stairs and out
Of the now deserted main entrance and ran
| home.
Everybody was In bed, and | went to my
room and had good crying spell. and COM
forted my half frozen body In double blank
cts, where soon fell asleep.
All this was on Friday night, and had no
teaching to do until Monday SO slept late;
but, coming down, [ found all the family pre-
pared to make heroine Of me.
81 never knew until mother told me this
morning." said Tom, "that 1t wasn't grandpa
who sent the telegraph to G.. BY Jove,
Olive, you're spunky If you are little.'
u gave up when four of them bounced on
me from one of the upper rooms. They must
have got in during the day and hid there"
/ tried to. make the Knights promise not to
| tell my adventure, but could not. Before
| DlgnJ all BaySNllle knew now UllVe Hudson
caught the burglars. / was in the office with
grandpa, when over the wires came this
MESSAGE
'What does Olive Hudson look like? Ev-
erybody In Dryden Is talking of her great ex-
ploit'
flashed back
! "What do you suppose such q woman would
look like She is nearly six feet tall broad
shouldered and loud voiced, q perfect Ele-
plant"
"Was it really yourself, Elephant"
"Dear Lion, II was
"Do you know / want to see you. am GO
ing to New York to-day, but Ill be back next
| spring..
If he came to Baysville he did not see me.
| ran away in fit Of shyness.
In March wonderful thing happened. MY
mothers brother, who had been seventeen
years-nearly all my llfetime-in Cuba, came
out to New York, found me out and took me
into life of ease and luxury, making me the
pet in his splendid house. He was a bachelor
over fifty years of age, handsome and well
informed, and with large wealth.
He introduced me to old friends Of his, and
my circle of acquaintance widened every day.
was entirely happy, for we loved each other
well.
one day Uncle George brought home to
dinner stranger, whom he introduced as:
THE son OF my old friend, Olive, Mr..
| Roberts"
/ made myself agreeable, as In duty bound,
to Mr.. Roberts, d man OF thirty or there
but pleasant from the expression of frank
good humor and intelligence uLon it. We
talked OF everything, and was surprised ut
the congenialty of taste we soon discovered.
In an animated discussion of heroines, Mr..
Roberts, turning to Uncle George said:
"You were kindly tnqutring this morning
about my fortune since father died, but | did
not tell you one little episode. Before | was
| fortunate enough to obtain my present lucra-
tive situation, | was for time telegraph OPP
orator in a small place called Dryden, and
then / heard Of real heroine, of whom the
world will probably never hear"
knew what was coming, but kept my face
perfectly composed to listen. When the story
was finished, giving Uncle George a sly pinch
| to keep him quiet, said:
What kind of q looking person was the
wonderful heroine 2"
Il never saw her, for although Baysville
was the next village to Dryden, never went
there. But she was described TO me as tall,
strong and masculine"
"fn short. my dear Lion" l said gravely,
"she was perfect Elephant"
Such a stare as greeted me | am certain
never came upon Leo Roberts face before or
since that hour, His eyes dilated till l
thought they would pop out of his dear, ugly
| face, and his mouth opened in utter amaze
ment. Finally he remembered his manners,
and gasped:
"Parden me, WAS it really your"
"Uncle George" said, will you be kind
enough to introduce me properly to MIR.
| IsODSIGSI DeLSVS uc IhLlllhS youL IlSCS IuuSL
| bear your name"
With flourish Uncle George arose and
| gravely INTRODUCED:
"Mr. Leo Roberts, Miss Olive Hudson; Miss
Hudson, Mr.. Roberts"
After that we could not certainly be
| strangers, and Mr.. Roberts came often to
dine with Uncle George
And one day there was wedding, where
the bride was very small, buried in lace and
orange blossoms, and the bridegroom was
| ugly and gOOd-natured; but 1t was q true
menced at Dryden and Baysville, "Over the
| Wires"
Musical Animals.
The tabled feasts of Orpheus are not. per-
| haps, so wondrous as they at first appear,
says Leeds Mercury. Certain notes. for ex-