Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1890-10-24
MRS. HENDRlCKSON'S BURGLAR.
She Chased Him Through the Streets
and Captured Him for the Police.

She Chased Him Through the Streets
and Captured Him for the Police.
Mrs. j. S.. Hendrickson, of 4S0 Wabash
avenue, had Il terrific encounter with a col
ored burglar. She is tall, slightly built,
about so years old, but is full of pluck and
endurance. Her struggle with the burg
lar in the dining room, her desperate chase
and ultimate capture of the thief, form a
thrilling chapter such as falls to the lot of
few women or men.
AT 2:30 O'Clock Tuesday morning Mrs.
Hendrickson was awakened by a noise in
the parlor. Without thinking of danger
the brave woman, clad only in her night
dress, and without a weapon, rushed into
the darkened room. BY the dim light cast
by a bull's-eye lantern she saw standing in
the middle of the room a burly negro,
whose repulsive face and glittering eyes
were family outlined by the lantern.
Mrs. Hendrickson threw herself at the
burglar with all her strength, fastening her
arms around his waist. LET go!' yelled
the thief, dropping his lantern. But the
woman only frightened her hold. Then a
desperate struggle for the mastery fol.
owed. Around the room went the burglar
and the plucky woman. Chairs were over.
turned, tables upset, bric-a-brac on the
mantel thrown down and crushed under
foot. Over chairs and under the table
rolled and struggled the unequally
matched pair. In their wrestling the win.
dow, which was opened, was reached.
Here the burglar made q supreme effort,
and broke away from the grasp of the de-
termined woman. Out of the window he
jumped, striking unframed on the earth
eight feet below.
Mrs. H~endrickson's blood was up. She
had noticed that the negro was in his stock
ing feet, and wisely surmised that he had
left his shoes outside and would stop for
them ere continuing his flight. She dashed
through the hall and out of the front door.
AS she was running down the steps the
burglar jumped over the fence. Then be.
gan a chase the like of which is not often
seen. Mrs. HeEdrickson's screams for help
aroused the neighborhood. Windows flew
up and heads popped out. whats the
NATTER" yelled a dozen voices. Out in the
street were seen two flying figures. One
was that of a man bareheaded and sprint
ing like all possessed.
Right on his heels, her long hair wildly
streaming in the cool night air, was a slen.
der, white robed figure. She, too, was run
ming at the top Of her speed. The burglar
ran north coward ldredge court. The pant
ing woman reached forward and grabbed
his coat tail. There was a momentary halt.
Then the scoundrel turned and struck his
relentless pursuer a singing blow in the
face. Mrs. Hendrickson released her hold
and the negro then ran toward Michigan
avenue, his intention evidently being to
run across the lake front and conceal him.
self in the maze Of cars standing in the H.
linois Central yard.
The fearless woman continued the excit-
ing chase. Up Michigan avenue ran pur-
suer and pursued. Neither thought of the
wire fence that surrounds the park, and
the negro dashed headlong into it. Mrs.
Hendricks fell on top of him, but she did
not lose her presence of mind. Again her
arms encircled the big negroes waist, but
this time he made futile efforts, to break
her grasp, which seemed Of steel. While
she was screaming and holding him
Charles Billinger, messenger, came along.
"Get an officer, quick" screamed Mrs.
Hendrickson. The messenger scampered
away and 500 returned with an officer,
who relieved the now utterly exhausted
woman of her dusky charge.-Chicago
Herald.