The Evening post. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1888-1889, 1889-01-02
IN THE VOLTS DEN.

Francisco to Boston, she informed the
kindly old lady who occupied the seat
with her in the car.
She was Mt first not inclined to talk to
her companion, but the child finally gave
q reason for her retlcence. my mamma"
she said, "often told me about the wolf
and Little Red Riding Hood, and snid
that some men and women were worse
than wolves. You are not wolf, are
your"
81 hope not" she replied, laughing
and kissing the little girl, whose name
was Alta.
A man who sat on the next scat, who
was pretending TO be asleep, laughed
softly, too, but no one saw it.
When the cars made q stop Mrs. Law
renee, rs the old lady was called, said she
must 90 and get some supper, and left
her travelling bag in the little girls care.
A few moments passed and the man
who had occupied the next seat entered
hurredly and said to the child: Mrs
Lawrence has slipped and hurt herself
She wants you to come and bring her
bag"
Alta followed him without hesitation,
but once out of the car in the dark he
flung a shawl over her and hurried away
with rapid strides. She knew no more
until there was flash of light and
womau's voice was saying: what have
you got there, Rick?'
Then she was set upon her feet.
She staggered little at first. Her red
satin hood was hanging round her throat
by the strings. Her rich cloak was tum-
bled.
Pushing her curls out of her eyes with
1,.Al 4. Il,
angry, rather than scared eyes.
"What did you do that for?" she de-
manded, shaking her head
The villain laughed.
Come, like that" he said. "I'm a
wolf, don't you know, and you are Red
Riding Hood and / m going to eat you
presently, bones and all. 4"
The child gave little shudder, but
she smiled scornfully.
you're not a wolf, you're man.
You won't eat me either"
"Spunky, amt she?" the fellow said
to the woman who had spoken before,
and who stood staring at the child.
"She's got on a locket," he added in a
whist ", 'that is worth two hundred, at
least That's what I'm after"
whats in this?" said the woman.
picking up Mrs. Lawrence's bag.
He snatched it from her and proceeded
to examine the contents. He found q
pocketbook, which he took possession of,
with grin at the child.
'How dare you open that bag" said
Alta boldly. you had better put that
money back.
"Oh, yes, presently, my dear" he
said, mockingly will you let me look
ut your pretty locket momentr
c,o .,a a o,ocp nf borror
mo, no, mop she said, catching at the
chain with both hands.
The woman whispered him something.
"All right" he answered, latter she's
asleep. You'd better have her sleep with
you. Come, now, and give me some
supper You can bring hers up here"
The two went out, locking the door
after them
The child was frantic.
"My locket," she cried. "My NAM
mas and my grandmamma's pictures.
Indeed he shall not have it.
She ran from one window to the other.
Both were nailed down.
There was another door in the room be-
sides the one at which the man and wo-
man had gone out. This she found she
could open.
A short flight Of stairs was revealed
opening in a garnet. She could see the
scuttle in the roof from where she stood
A second flight of steps led up to it.
The child mounted both. succeeded in
unlocking the scuttle, and, after great
deal of Juggling, in lifting it and putting
her small curley head through.
Il thought it would be just like our
house at home" she said delightfully."-,
and then running back to the room be-
low she secured Mrs. Lawrence's bag
and the shawl which her abductor had
enveloped her In, that being Mrs. Law
rence's also.
II was almost more than she could
manage, but she would not abandon
either bag or shawl
Remounting the stair, she was soon
upon the roof, which was fat.
The house stood in the middle of q
block of others all alike. The night was
starlight.
Alta ran along from one scuttle to an
other, trying each in turn, till she came
to one that by some strange chance was
unfastened.
Lifting it with some difficulty she saw
stairs just Ike the others, which she de-
scended with what speed she could, in
numbered as her small person was,
She made some noise, and suddenly
the door at the foot of the stairs was
opened and kind-eyed lady with white
hair stood staring at her.
"Mrs. Lawrence" screamed Alta,
throwing herself from the stair into her
arms, and beginning to cry for the first
time. "Did bad man steal you, too2'
Atlas story was soon told. AS for her
kind friend, Mrs. Lawrence-returning
to the car, accompanied by a waiter with
the supper she had gone for, and missing
the child, concluded that she had tried
TO follow her. Instant search was made,
and when she could not be found Mrs
Lawrence decided to remain in the city
and continue the search.
Having put the affair into the hands
of the police, she had driven to the
house of a friend for the night, and by n
strange and providentiAl chance Atlas
abductor had brought her to dwelling
in the same block.
Measures were at once taken TO arrest
the villain, but he had fled with the
woman as soon rs he missed the child,
Nhd they were never caught
Mrs Lawrence did not part from her
small friend again till she had placed her
in the arms of her grandmother,
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