Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1898-06-17
HONEYMOON BED.
Without Warming or PrOvOcati

Without Warning or PrOvOcatiOn
1t Prisons the Happy Pair.
Kansas City Special to Topeka Daily Capital.
William Corbin and his wife, a
bridal couple whose honeymoon had
just begun, were bottled up tight last
night in a big folding bed at Ala AL
dine place, and nearly smothered to
death. They were rescued through
the heroic efforts of the neighbors.
The only bad results were few bruises
and an abnormal bashfulness about
speaking of the subject.
Mr.. Corbin is an Englishman en-
gagged in the grain business. He came
with his bride to Kansas City about
three or four days ago. He is a secre.
tive man, and he didn't say anything
about himself, but the neighbogs soon
judged Mr.. and Mrs. Corbin to be in
the first stages of the honeymoon.
Mr.. and Mrs. Corbin's rooms were
on the second floor of the fiat at Ala
Aldine place, kept by Mrs. Thomas.
They boarded with Mrs. Baker, at 1850
Washington street. About 10 80
o'clock last night, Mrs. Thomas, her
family, and a few neighbors were seat
ed on the front porch when they
heard crash inside the house. Marie
Thomas, a girl of IA, leaped to her feet
and ran up the stairs, screaming,
ats the folding bed. I knew it
would do thatw
cts the folding bed! The folding
bed!" the women shrieked in chorus.
Some ran upstairs after the girl, and
some out into the court screaming for
help.
They spied the lamplighter coming
down the street with his torch and
step-ladder. He heard them cry "The
folding bed" and he seemed to know
what it meant, so he followed them
into the flat and up the stairs, ladder
and all.
Half way up they met Marie, who
was wailing:
1.-THE folding bed! They're locked
up in the big bed, smashed and man.
gled, and the doors bolted."
The door was bolted and could not
be forced.
"Mr. Corbin! Mr.. Corbinw Mrs
Thomas screamed, care you still
alive" Then she added Wont you
please get up and open the door,"
Mr.. Corbin probably did not under.
stand her or he would have appreciat.
ed the irony of the speech. Two
smothered groans f1oated out from the
bedstead. By this time the whole
court was reused, for the word went
round:
"The bridal couples got bottled up
in the folding bed"
Several men rushed upstairs and
pounded frantically at the door. The
women and children were shrieking
Historically, and the half-suffocated
Mr.. and Mrs. Corbin continued to
groan.
Some one at last had the presence oil
mind to suggest that the lamplighter
crawl through the transom, and do
the rescuing himself. The lamplighter
was little grimy man. He mounted
his stepladder and crawled gingerly
through the narrow opening. But
once inside, the groans so unstrung
him that he made no attempt to help
Mr.. and Mrs. Corbin, but tried desper.
ately to unlock the door and get out.
The crowd in the hall, made desper-
ate by the delay, could wait no longer,
but battered down the door. In they
rushed, the women expecting to see
several arms and legs strewn about
the room. About half of the women
are reported to have fled down the
stairs, afraid to look upon the mangled
bodies OF the bridal couple.
The bedroom was in state of great