The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1897-10-04

Spring street and ran into Mr.. John
Emery Harmon's lawn on the south side
of the street, When half way across the
lawn he suddenly emitted peculiar
sharp cry, and turning suddenly came
back into the street and thence made off
through the bushes toward Bracket
street.
TolMr. Clough the cry which the bur
glar emitted seemed to be an Italian cry,
and he hastily inferred that the man was
one of the italian camp over near the
old town house and was making in that
direction. He therefore desisted in his
pursuit and began to call his dog back,
fearing the animal might be shot should
he pursue tho man into the camp.
By this time the alarm had become
quite general in the little neighborhood.
Mr.. L. A. Mercer who lives opposite, had
been aroused and had put up window
to inquire about the noise.
Mr.. Clough was informing Mr.. Mercer
of the event when loud yell was heard
up Spring street and almost Immediately
the burglar was seen flying for life with
ghost-like apparition fitting over the
frosty street with an unearthly stiffness
and a demonaical swiftness. AS the
burglar came nearer Mr.. Clough the ap-
partition seized him, and then it was seen
that the ghost was Mr.. Afford H. Goudy,
who lives above Mr.. Clough on Spring
street. Mr., Goudy was clothed only in
short white shirt in which he had gone
to bed the night before. In all other
respects he was just as Providence sent
him into the world.
But Mr.. Goudy is not man to be
daunted by conventionalities. He dashed
straight at the burglar and seized him in
a vise-like grip. The burglar raised a
hand as if to fire at him but Mr.. Clough
dashed up and seized the raised arm.
The burglar was caught sure enough,
and there was brief moment for the
excited but triumphant captors to ex-
change notes. Mr. Goudy, had, it seems,
been sleeping peacefully in his house,
which is about 500 feet above Mr.
Ciough's, when he was aroused by the
latter's shouts. Getting hastily out of
bed and looking out the window he saw
a man coming down across his back lot
ON the run. There is large pile of
sand there and the man ran into it and
fell over it. Mr.. Goudy waited to see no
more. He had been for 13 years spec
ial officer in Deering, and although not
now a member of the force, he knew
the pathway of duty. Not even waiting
to snatch his revolver from the mantel,
he leaped down the stairs and out the
front door. He was in time to snatch at
at the burglar as the latter ran to the
street. He could not hold him, how
ever, and then began the ghost-like pur-
suit. 1t had beena very cold night and
the white hoar frost covered the road.
But neither pursuer nor pursued minded
this.
The burglar having been captured the
question of his disposition next arose.
MI. Goudy thought it unwise for him to
take the burglar to the station, since his
lack of rainment might offend some one.
Besides, it was piercingly cold. Mr..
Clough was dressed, but the affair had
bee very trying one for Mrs. Clough.
who hadsbeen awakened from slumber to
witness all the stirring scenes recorded
above, and he was quite right in stand
ing guard for while longer at his own
house. He believed that there were ac-
complies of the burglar about. and that
they must have heard shis signals.
At this critical moment from the house
across the way emerged young Willis
Cummings and a boy companion, each
armed with reyolver5. They immediately
volunteered to take the burglar to the
station. just at this moment they were
opportunely reinforced by Mr.. Leroy
Yates, the stove dealer on Exchange
street, Portland, who lives in the upper
part of the Clough house
The three started off with the burglar.
They had gone but short distance, and
were near High street when the burglar
tried to get away. They held him but a
little further on, just opposite the house
of Mr.. William H. Scott the fellow did
get away and ran several rods to Mr..
Scotts flower garden before the three
could recapture him. In the tussle the
burglar got hold Of the Cummings boys
revolver and tried to wrest it away At
this critical point Mr.. Yates struck the
burglar with stone, and the fellow con-
cluded that he would do as well to go
along.
By this time they were joined by Mr..
Gondy who had got his raiment; and by
Mr.. Mosher who lives at the corner of
Lawn avenue and Spring street.
Thus escorted the fellow arrived at the
police station and was locked up in the
iron cage.
When City Marshal Clark arrived the
burglar gave his name as William How
ard, but refused to tell where he lived.
He was found to be man of medium
height, weighing about 140 pour ds. His