The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1896-05-22
BURGLARS ENJOY
A PICNIC TIME,
Lack of Respect for the
Church-Street Neigh.
borhood.
A MISSION HOME LOOTED
Surprise of the Day Family
Upon Returning From
Shell Mound.
DIAMONDS AND LACEs STOLEN.
Trunks Broken Open With a Stove.
Lid Litter While the Ladies
Were on an Outing.

There are sore heads and sore hearts
after the picnic of the Butchers Board of
Trade.
Under circumstances incidental to sue
cessful picnics, however, sore heads are
not unusual, but it is deplorable that there
should be sore hearts excepting where
Cupid makes his presence felt.
With this case Cupid had nothing to do.
Instead bold burglar or two figured
prominently and so effectively that q
moral goes with the story: Either go to
picnic with all your valuables aboard,
or stay away from picnics and watch said
| valua bles.
Ii Mrs. W. B. Day, Mrs. Edward Parker
| and Miss Laura Boyea had gone to the
butchers picnic Wednesday morning
without observing the rule that beauty
unadorned is adorned the most, they
would not be broken hearted to-day. In
stead of wearing light summer dresses and
big fowery straw hats, rightfully trusting
that their charms of feature would do the
rest, they should have piled on their laces,
jewelry and diamonds.
To cut the story short without any fur
ther reference to these ladies', they left all
their jewelry ct home, 3S41 Twenty-fifth
street, while they enjoyed an outing at
Shell Mound.
scoundrel chose the very day when every
body save little dog mad left the house to
ply his trade.
Fido was soon conciliated with the
kindly offer of chunk of meat, and there
| being no further objection to a thorough
| inspection of the premises, Mr.. Burglar
| had things pretty nearly his own way.
Az matter of fact there was NOTHING 10
prevent him from having everything his
own way excepting that the ladies had in
| a thoughtless moment locked their trunks
But this, after all, did not cut much of a
| figure. The burglar, it is true, had not
brought along his improved tools, but
was all he needed.
| With 1t he broke open four trunks, to the
great delight of Fido, who grabbed all the
garments hastily cast aside during the
search for stuff of more immediate com
| mercial value.
1t was great fun for the pet dog, whose
only setback was when Mr.. Burglar, in
stead of casting away some of his findings
showed them deep into his pockets,
Mrs. Edward Parker, the widow of the
late postman of that name, lost a diamond
brooche with five stones, a gold iocket and
chain belonging to her little daughter, two
new pairs of gloves and her late husband s
gold watch.
Mrs. W. B. Day lost quantity of Valen-
ciennes lace and some iewelry
Miss Laura Boyea, who lives in Santa
Cruz and WHO is visiting here as school
mate and guest of Mrs. Day, will have to
write to her parents with some other than
the gold pen she received as present last
Christmas. In addition to this, the bur-
glar took pretty gold necklace and some
rings she thought it would be unwise to
wear at the picnic.
w. B. Day, who is commercial trav-
eler, accompanied the ladies to the picnic,
leaving his cottage near Church street un-
guarded, excepting by the dog, from 8
o'clock in the morning until o'clock at
night
Returning at that time he tried to open
the front door, but button-hook stuck in
the keyhole from the inside prevented the
work of the latchkey. There was no use
knocking or ringing the doorbell, because
there was no answer to be expected from
the inside, excepting the cheerful bark of
the dog.
Mr.. Day procured ladder and entered
rear window, where Fido greeted him
with great demonstrations of Joy, SEEM
ingly telling him in his own dog language
What time; don't speak of It'll The
butchers are not in 1t with the picnic the
burglar and l have had''
Well, it looked that way. From bottom
to top the house was scattered with the
wearing apparel Cuat the careful LADIES had
packed away in trunks and that had been
as Systematically examined by the burglar
Captain Lees had his men on the prem
lses yesterday afternoon to find a cIew.
But clews are very elusive nowadays, and
the best that the detectives could get is
that while the burglary was being COM
mitted, about 1 o'clock in the afternoon
a well-dressed stranger, looking like a
gambler, sat on the doorstep of the ad-
joining house.