The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1895-04-04
AND THE PARTY BROKE UP.
Talking About the Safety of Their Dia.
monds, They Became Uneasy.

Talking About the Safety of Their Dia-
monds, They Became Uneasy.
Burglars got into Emmeline's
house last night while she and her
husband were at a reception, said
the woman with the lace and Jet on
her cape.
Gracious! Die they get all her
diamonds?" cried the woman with
the red bonnet.
NO, she was wearing them. They
got all the rest of her jewelry,
though, as well as her silverware.
She said her first thought was that
If she hadn't had them on she'd have
lost them too. And such a time as
she had in persuading her husband
to take herr'
We'll, this may prove lesson to
him to take her oftener.''
You don't know him. He said if
he had been at home getting his nat
ural sleep and protecting the house
they would have lost nothing"
''Well, we'll, some people would
die sooner than confess that they
are wrong. But do think that
Clara is really little careless. She
keeps all her valuables in SAFE
1.-The very place in which bur
glar would look for them first" put
in the woman with the huge muff.
mo burglar would ever find my
jewels, that I know. I keep box
marked jewels on my dressing ia
BILE, with a few stickpins and things
in it, just for show, butt
"Why, SO do Ir' cried tho woman
with the red bonnet, "only I keep
my watch in it. My husband gave it
to me, and it is so hideous that I
only wish somebody would steal it;
then I could select q. new one myself.
I keep my diamonds in a large en-
velope in the bottom of the waste
basket. Now, what burglar would
ever think of ransacking a waste
basket"
But do you never forget them?"
"Once I did. 1t was before we
came to Chicago. Henry's mother
was coming to spend the day, and in
tidying up for her I emptied the
contents of the wastebasket on the
ash heap We were at the lunch Ia
BILE when happened to think of my
diamonds. 1 threw up my arms,
screamed and ran out of the room.
Henry's mother thought was crazy
and took refuge in the next house.
But by some miracle of good luck I
found my diamonds where I had
thrown them"
Il should think it was luck! Now
keep my diamonds in the ragbag.
Who would ever
II used to keep mine in little bag
under the corner of the rug in my
bedroom. You see, the rug ran IN
der my bed, and they were perfectly
safe. But one day I had my bed
moved, and as I had forgotten my
diamonds somebody stepped on
them, and they all had to be reset.
Still that was not so bad as if they
had been stolen. I keep them in an
old shoe now. The shoe, with its
mate, is in the corner of a cupboard,
and l am perfectly easy about them. :"
"Of course before thought of the
wastebasket I used to keep my jew
els rolle4 up in bundle of soiled
linen. But once by some mistake it
was sent to the laundress. I finally
got almost everything back, but
had three new gray hairs as we'll.
But, oh, dear, here we are talking
about our diamonds-just look out
of the window at that beggar. Her
feet are almost bare!''
The woman with the huge muff
gave little scream. "Oh, my good
ness" she cried. IA beggar came
asking for shoes while we were at
breakfast this morning. told the
waitress to hunt pair out of my
cupboard. What if she got the one
with the diamonds? must go this
minute and seer'
And l told Bessie that she could
sell all the rags for her little benev-
olent association!'' cried the woman
with the lace and jet on her cape.
Perhaps she has done it today! Oh,
how shall ever bear the suspense
until l get home and find out?"
And the party broke up in great
confusion. Chicago Tribune.