The San Francisco call., 1896-06-09

from the third story of the Carrolton
House, with his face covered with blood,
was sight that for few moments caused
the greatest excitement among the few
who witnessed it.
There was no policeman in sight and
the burglar. after jumping on to the porch
over the entrance to Kapp d Streets
saloon, thence to the ground, distance of
about twelve feet, rushed up Taylor street
and made his escape.
E. Martinez, the strong man who lifts
heavy weights with the greatest ease,
occupies room Is on the third floor Of the
-Carrolton House, the main entrance to
which is from Market street, No. 1906.
He got up shortly before o'clock yes
terday morning. and, not feeling well, he
went to drugstore to get some medicine.
He was only gone a few minutes, and
when he returned and inserted the key in
the lock he was surprised when some one
pushed hard against the door and said {:
Don't come in; I'm dressing"
Martinez thought for an instant that he
might have gone to the wrong room, but
on looking up he saw that it was his num-
Der. "Come out of that" he said, "or I'll
bo re hole through you"
BE was unarmed, but the bluff had the
de sired effect, as the door opened and two
young men walked coolly out.
Martinez stood with his back toward the
stairway, so that they could not escape,
and divining that they were burglars,
rife blow on the face that he fell like a
log, and the blood flowed from a cut on
the cheek.
MARITIME ez grabbed the other, who proved
to be James Edwards, an ex-messenger
boy, by the throat with his left baud and
held him securely.
The other struggled to his feet, and
| Martinez, with another blow on the face,
again knocked him down. He Jumped to
his feet and put his hands to his back as if
to draw a revolver. Quick as flash Mar
| tlneZ pulled a big pocket-knife out of his
pocket, opened the big blade and made a
slash at the burglars neck as he came at
him. The burglar sprang back, threw up
his arms and fell in a heap against the
door at the end of the hallway.
Edwards had been trying to break away
from Martinez's hold and got so trouble
some that Martinez had to turn his atten-
ton to him for a moment by tightening
his grasp on his throat. 1t was enough
for the other burglar, who had got upon
his feet and dashed through the open door
into Martinez's room, closing it behind
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Thinking he had him secure in the room
Martinez walked along to the top of the
stairway with Edwards to get some one to
go for policeman.
That is where Martinez made a mistake.
The window is a bay one and faces on
Golden Gate avenue. The burglar opened
the west portion of the bay window,
climbed out and stepped along the coping
to the next window of room %, occupied
by a lady roomer. He opened the window
and crawled in.
She had been asleep but the noise awoke
her, and the apparition of man with a
bloodstained face crawling into the room
through the window took her breath away.
She shrieked and sprang from her bed and
was rushing to open the door to call for
help when the burglar took the key out of
the door and said in imploring tones !:
For Gods sake, madam, don't cry for
help. There's woman in the next room