The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-02-15
EcKELs. nan ON ENp.
Thrilling Adventure OF the Com
troiIer OF the Currency.

troiIer Of the Currency.
Washington Special TO Chicago Times.
J. Heron Eekeis has had an escape. He
was in process Of being kidnapped. His
deadly police whistle was at home, but he
eluded the hardy villains. Ordinarily
story of abduction would not be a society
event, but the fact that Mr.. Eckels had on
a dress suit at the time lets II in. 1t was
night before last Mr.. Eckels had been
heading a night assault on a banquet in
the city Of Baltimore. He had made a
speech. He had caroled merriIy the local
roundelay of Maryland. Ny Maryland
and now at midnights holy hour he was
hieing hcnieward.
Home is the sailor, home from sea;
And the hunter from hill.
hummed Mr.. EclSels as he stepped from
the train, and the colored porter took his
two bits and carried the dress suit case
which contained his everyday clothes, into
the waiting room OF the Baltimore and
Ohio station. AS stated It was midnight
outside ragged the storm and hackmen
1t was Scylla and Charybdis-hurricane
and hackmen. In avoiding the hurricane
Mr.. Eclleis threw himself into the arms Of
the destroying night-hawk. The particu-
lar hackman with whom Mr.. Eckels dealt
was a smooth-faced villain. caparisoned
like all villains in 2 heavy gray coat, with
ear NUTS and other appendages Of crime.
For a dollar he offered to purvey Mr..
Eekels to his household, from where he
had been drawn by dint Of banquet. Lit
tie dreaming that he was talking TO one
who plotted to steal him. Mr.. Eckels paid
the dollar and encased himself in the hack.
At this point his suspicious were aroused.
The villain said: Il must call my friend,
who Is getting warm across the street"
Then he rent the air Ike piece of black
serge with a piercing whistle. All villains
emit shrill whistles, as Mr.. Eckels well
knew, and which is fully proven by Ouida
and other experts Of villains. The other
villain carpe from the hosiery stamping
and cursing with the severity of the
weather. BY this time Mr. Eckels was on
what st. Louis calls the que wee. He
knew he was In danger, but he manned
himself doughty and made up his mind
TO die rather than disgrace his dress suit
But he watched narrowly to see whittier he
and the hack were going, and the VII
laius now laughing and what seemed to
the tense Mr.. Eckelss wolhshly gleeful
"Ha, ha."
Up the street they went through the
binding storm and then turned TO the left
up a oauseway which did not strike Mr.
Eckels as the bee-line route to his wig
wan. He.had heard of men who were
sandbagged, sheII-roaded, paneled. and
many other grewsome things which no
I controller Of the currency is upholstered
to undergo. Could It be his abduetors in
tended one OF these atrocities2 Mr.. Eckels
decided that they did. Then he nerved him
self like a stag of ten tynes 10 break
through the tolls of the hunters. Grasping
his dress suit desperately in one hand, for
he resolved to perish if need be defend
ing 4. as a soldier might his eolors. Mr.
EclSeis cautiously opened the back door
while the vehicle was toiling painfully
through the storm to the scene Of intended
atrocity. Then, linnotced by the villains,
who, what from ear muffs and what from
storm, had neither eyes TO see nor ears to
note the escape OF their prey. Mr. Eckels
threw himself into the cold white arms of
the night which ragged and chilled like a
virago of ice and wind. Gathering up his
| powers and his dressing case Mr. Eckels
fled before the blast like a snoWbird in
evening costume. His slim coat tails rode
| the breeze like twin pennants. On he fled,
THE breaking waves dashing high
On a stern and rocB-bound coast.
While the woods against a stormy sky
Their giant branches tossed"
Thus 1t was when handed the pilgrim
I fathers, and so 10 was the landing Of Mr.
Eckels when he again made the stern
and rockbound depot Of the Baltimore and
Ohio, and the members of the police force
against the stormy sky their giant
branches tossed as the preserved Mr.. Eek
els told his tale. After he had told it the
hoarse, grim guardians of the law as
eorted Mr.. Eckels to the yellow car
which piles up Fourteenth streets and
passes Eckels wickey-up. AS one can't take
canie cars up side streets and darkly STAY
folks Mr. Eckels went safely and coldly.
home. Thus was j. Heron Eckels by his
own cool determination saved. What his
abductors wanted, unless Il were Mr..
Eckels' innernost convictions touching the
coming bond issue, is not TO be fathomed
rms Is a true story. 1t shows the perilous
side of capital social life.