National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1881-01-08
ATALEFoR COUNTRY FOLKS,
An Absurd and Impossible Story of
PrcyiGcuce I.aay's Adyenturc.

All ADsslfSa ana hhtfSOsStpie Va a.
Providence LIay's Adventure.
| few days ago, while a lady of our city, of ar
tistic tastes and habits walking leisurely along
Fifth avenue, New York, she noticed sign of an
artists studio wheTeupon she entered open door,
assembled flight of stairs, raped at the artists
door, heard the words come ill.," and entered q
| spacious room, elegantly furnished It's high win
dows were richly draped with heavy curtains, fine
| pictures were hung on the walls, and standing on
the floor is easel, after the fashion Of most ar
fists. In the room sat man alone, with overcoat
and hat on, imm0vable, and with eyes glaring
fercely on his visitor as if enraged at her intru-
| sion, but not uttering q word. A few moments
passed: she made a casual remark in regard to
some picture, when he suddenly jumped from his
seat rushed upon her. seized her by the throat his
| eyes glarirg wildly and his features indicating
| the fierceSt excitement, and eXclliming madly
| Now have you. have been looking for you for
the last ten years and now have got you at last,
| and III kill YOU
At first the shock to her was terrible and over
whelming, and she became quite unconscious !;
but, recovering herself little, she struggled,
screamed, and entreated, but to no purpose. He
chung to her throat with one hand and with the
| other tried to fill her mouth with her clothing.
Finally, having loosed his hold, he rushed to the
door, locked it. seized large knife and began to
sharpen it upon his shoe telling her that her time
had come and She must prepare TO meet her God;
that he going TO cut her into inch pieces She fell
upon her knees. prayed, entreated told him of her
husband and child, and wept in the widest agony
fully believing that her time had come, that she
must die; but with no avail He continued to make
his preparations in the most violent excitement.
He told her that he should put her body in the
large stove in his room and burn it up. Finally
overcome by excitement, she sank upon the floor.
At this the rage Of the mailman seemed TO subside
little.
Still, he continued his threats and preparations.
After having recovered little from her exhaus-
ton, having now been in the clutches of the luna
tic for over two hours, during which time she had
suffered untold agony. she now entreated him to
give her some food or something 10 revive her. 1t
was now about six o'clock in the evening. He
then went 10 the door, saying that he was going
TO get something for himself unlocked it, opened,
went out, and locked the door behind him. Alone
in the room she screamed at the top of her voice.
hoping she might bring some one to her rescue;
bull to no avail. He soon returned, still threaten
ing her with instant death if she was not silent.
The fiend seemed to have no other purpose but TO
torment her or to take her life. Finally he told
her that if she would take his arm and go quietly
do,vp ctsirS Cba oo,>1l -<.-rr..,-< 49, so,,-.A
upon her. She told him that she would DO any
thing. He accordingly made her walk down with
him into the street She felt inexprcssible relief
having got out of prison.
Here she strove TO extricate herself, but he
threatened to dash her brains out against the walls
ofthe building unless she went quietly. She told
him she wanted to take an uptown carr He
said, ''Fl go with you; I'll follow you to the ends
of the earth" He entered the car with her, sat
down by her side, and appeared perfectly sane
He paid her fare and never uttered word till she
got out of the car. He followed her. and on arriv-
at harr 70 bcrE Won ha .
my place tomorrow at eleven o'clock. shall fol-
low you. You can't live without me-" She then
opened the door and closed it upon him with I'M
utterable relief; thus she was once more free from
the clutches of a maniac, and had escaped i'm
pending death.
The affair occurred near the Fifth Avenue Hotel.
The man was thin and spare, above the medium
height, of sandy complexion, bald, wore NOUS
tache, she thinks, was richly dressed, wore dia-
mond bosom-studs and nicely-ftting buff gloves.
These he put on carefully whenever he went out
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