Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-03-20
HEROIC MRS. KIDD.
desperate Contest With 4 Burglar IN
Which the zPlucku Woman Comes Off
Best.

New York Sun, March a.
MIR. George w. Kidd was UNEXPECTEDLY de.
tanned at his alcoholic distillery in Washing.
ton street on Tuesday evening, owing to q
change of workmen. Mrs. Kidd, who had
visited him at the distillery, returned to he,
home at l6 East Forty-seventh street at $3.50
o'clock. While she had been absent the
guard chain at the front door had been at
tached as usual, but when she entered she
left 1T unlocked, so that her husband could
let himself in with his night key. The
house is one of handsome brown-stone
row, which is guarded by private watch
man. Mrs. Kid had allowed her maid to 90
to party. and there were in the house, be-
sides herself, only two women, kitchen SER
wants.
Soon after her return home she went to
bed. At 9:45 o'clock she was sitting up in
bed reading. She heard rustling of papers
in the bathroom, which adjoins her bed
room on the second floor. Without q
thought of fear she arose, and in leisurely
manner unlocked her bedroom door and
drew back the bolt.
AS she turned the knob the door was thurst
open, and man sprang in. With his left
hand he got a savage grip on her shoulder.
and with his right he pressed the muzzle of
cooked pistol against her temple. The
light shone full in his face, and Mrs. Kidd
says she will never forget him as long as she
lives. He was only little taller than her
self. He wore short, well-cut, chocolate
colored overcoat. His face was pale, and she
is certain he was an American His lipht
mustache was handsomely trimmed, and his
hands were as white as lady's.
The door as it swung open screened the
bed from view. He eagerly thrust his head
forward until he could see that there was no
one in the bed. Then he said to her: "Be
quiet, or will kill you.'' His voice was
low, but she could not help noticing that the
tones were not those of man used to rough
lie. bis manner, too, was as polite as was
possible under the circumstances. He opened
his eyes very wide, and tried to scare her by
the fierce expression of his face. He repeated
his threat again and again: stBe quiet or
will kill you.'' Mrs. Kidd replied: "You
dare not kill me, because my maid is in the
next room."
Her right arm, unprotected except by hel
night dress, was nearly paralyzed by his grip
but with her left she kept striking away the
pistol from her forehead. He pressed her
across the room until she got her back
against the bureau. Then she made des.
perate effort and pushed him back to the
door, all the time screaming at the top OF
her voice. He then tried to trip her. In
the struggle lie kept treading on her bare
feet, but he wore rubbers, SO that they were
only bruised and not cut. Her right side
was bruised in the struggle.
Mrs. Kidd is a brunette, about 81 years OF
age, OF the medium size, strong, quick and
brave Twice, she says, the burglar pushed
her across the room to the bureau, and twice
she pushed him back to the door. The sec.
ond time she managed to shove him out
into the hall. Here her screams were heard
by the two women servants. They had not
yet gone to bed, but they did not arrive on
the scene of conflict in time tc
render aid. Mrs. Kidd continued tc
scream, while she pushed her enemy half
way down the stairs. At this point he made
bis last struggle. She had kept hold of the
barrel of the pistol during most of the strue.
fgle. Now she succeeded in getting hold 81
1t with her right hand also. He made des
perate effort to get it away. Her only thought
was to prevent him from shooting her. II
the struggle her right arm was badly
sprained. Suddenly be let go of the pistol
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middle of the stairs to the bottom, and went
out OF the door like a shot, just as the two
servants came up from the kitchen.
He left the front door ajar. Mrs. kidd
stood on the staircase minute or two, a1lc
then hurried down and fell fainting at the
bottom, with the pistol yet clenched in hel
| hands. One Of the servants ran out On thu
| front stoop and screamed until some hack
men waiting in front of the Windsor Hote
came running to the house.
No clew to the identity of the burglar has
yet been found. Last evening Mrs. kidd
was in good health and spirits, but her sidt
is yet sore, and her right arm is in sling
Yesterday Mr.. Kidd went to Police Captain
Williams, who had taken possession Of tn.
pistol, and said he thought his wife had fair
" won it, and ought to have it. The cap
tain promptly gave it up. It is handsome
nickle-plated, seven barrelled revolver Of
large caiibre. Six chambers were loaded
1t was cooked during the entire struggle
| but the hammer was raised over the empt,
chamber. Yesterday two new locks wer.