The morning call., 1895-02-05

burglar before going to sleep?" / asked,
remembering the weird legion OF the lady
who had once done SO, and, having espled
the burglar, had had the courage to keep
the knowledge to herself for half an hour,
by which time she had hit upon the ex-
pedient of alarming the household by up
setting the lamp and crying Fire"
Mrs. Whitney had evidently never gone
through that ordeal, for she laughed mer-
rily at the idea of searching for burglars
when they did not force their presence
upon her.
II never in my life gave thought to
such thing as a robber coming into the
house. But 1 will tell you one thing about
the burglar who came here on Thursday
night: wanted very much to let him go
afterward. l could hold him and get the
things, but l did not want to have him
arrested.
"Poor boyi He had really good face,
and believe he told the truth when he
said it was his first offense and he was
hungry It's one thing to catch a burglar,
but when it comes to giving him over to
the police I'm no hand at that" and Mrs.
Whitney's pretty gray eyes filled with
tears as she remembered that on Thursday
she would be the chief witness against the
burglar who had treated her like perfect
gentleman"
Miss Willetta Robertson, the young lady
who had captured the burglar who was
footing her mothers rooms in the Hotel
Savoy, is cast in quite a different mold
Her friends say that if the author of
'1'Abbe Constantine" or one of the other
French writer's who glorify the American
girl met her he would make her "type."
She is at home in everything she does,
whether it is riding a vicious horse, swim
ming against the current, painting clever
pictures or singing successfully. In fact
she is one of those girls who do not know
what it is to let man or any other obstacle
daunt them.
After hearing what an athlete Miss Rob-
ertson was, almost expected to find that
she had led the brawny burglar into cap
tivity by brute force, but the first sight of
her, as she entered her pretty parlor at the
hotel, quite dispelled that illusion.
What l saw was girl about the middle
height, beautifully gowned in pale green
silk. Her transparent skin and large dark
eyes had the clearness peculiar to people
who take plenty of open air exercise, and
there was not even a touch of powder on
her pretty little nose.
Miss Robertson seemed quite surprised
that any one should consider it a remark
able feat for a girl to hold up robber.
There were trinkets and things in the
room that were old family souvenirs which
money could not have replaced she said.
81 had not time to feel bit afraid when
saw the man walking off. 1t just seemed
the natural thing to stop him, and I acted
on that impulse"
When asked whether she was always so
courageous, the young girl replied hesitat-
lngly:
"Wen, it sounds SO conceited to say one
is brave. never tainted in my life, and
do not think l ever felt afraid of anything.
If hear noises in the night, for instance,
/ feel curious to go and find out what it is,
but the idea of burglars, or danger, simply
never enters my mind. 1t was the same
the other day. had not time to feel afraid.
The man had to be stopped from walking
away with the things, and that was all
there was to it."
And then Miss Robertson leaned back in
her chair, and smiled pleasantly, as she
added:
"Let us talk about something else. I am
coming to be known as nothing but a burg
lar-catcher, and that's not title that, IN
supported by anything else, any girl would
crave for, is it? MARIE EVELYN.