The sun., 1900-06-17
THE POWER or BEAUTY.
A Burglar Who Preferred . KISS to Keeping
the swag He Had Gathered.

I fancy" said a handsome woman Of so
or more, that there is as much truth as poetry
in what has been said and is being said about
the power OF womans beauty. OF course.
il Ia supposed that only poets know anything
about the matter; but / dan bear testimony
OF q different sort and II is from my own ex-
perience When l was q girl OF 20 ] was
really very pretty and had no end Of gay
gallants dancing attendance on me all the
time which was some sign Of the truth OF my
statement for was neither very rich nor very
bright. Just an ordinary, real pretty girl.
that was all. But the power was there, though
I was not conscious OF its strength until after
my experience.
4 lived in a Southern city of 25. 900 people,
and one night attended a dance half-dozen
blocks from my home. and did not get back
until o clock in the morning. my escort being
the gentleman who is now my husband. He
proposed to me that night. and when came
into the house fancy must have been pretter
than ever was before, for l never was so
happy. The house was still, for the only people
in IT, except two old servants away back IN
the ell were my father and mother. who had
gone to bed hours before, i slipped upstairs
10 my room as quietly as mouse and turning
UP the gas was confronted by burglar who
pointed pistol At me and told me not to mako
any noise or he would kill me, i didn't faint.
because | was so happy that II inspired me.
sqpposs and ! stood & still looking ,s,. e., At him,
and shining with lot OF jewels, for our family
had some nne diamonds and other things Of
ornament that had de,cented TO me. and like
when il was not in the best taste.
81 wouldn't hurt a. pretty girl as you are
for the world he said with bow, but I've
got to have the sinners 80 just take them OF
and hand them over while pick I'D what [
with trembling fingers / took off my hand
some jewels while he gathered UP all he could
find on my dressing case, and put them in his
pocket. keeping the pistol pointed at me. He
was not a bad looking man, and rs put out my
hand to him with the jewelry IN IT, ! smiled H at :,
he wouldn't go right away. But he did not
take the jewslry. and he sid not 70 away. He
simply stared at me In undlsRused admiration
and took out OF his pocket the trinkers he had
gathered from the dressing case.
"If you will excuse me, miss, for imperti-
nence he said. IN say to you that you are the
you like this and II you will let me kiss YOU
Just on your cheek whore II is pinkes'. III leave
everything. else and take only the renem-
This time ] did almost faint but ] tried TO
he strong, and succeeded so well that lkept my
wits. 1t was something dreadful to be Kissed
by a burglar but he was so respectful, and
really did admire me. and besides ! was saw
ing several thousand dollars worth Of jewels,
so didn't say IA word but Just turned my
cheek toward him. He took of his cap. bent
forward touched me on the cheek with MS
lips. and stood back with his pistol in his hand
Nov if may trouble you to go 10 the front
door with me, he said so that IL anybody
should see me coming out II will not cause
any remarks. will relieve you Of my preScL,s -
which assure YOU would never have occurred
had known as much a. know now
Il thought | never could do H. but did.
and ! stood In the door I'LL he disappeared
around the corner; then | collapsed utterly
and the night Waterman found me thcre NJ
teen or twenty minutes alterward, and reused
the house. BY the time ! knew enough to tell
anything the burglar was far far away. The
story got into the papers, Of course, and In a
week or two received note Of regret from
my burglar. postmarked Cincinnati. which
was the only clue we ever had OF him. But
the kissing part Of the story was not printed
] kept that TO myself, and the first person TO
whom ! told II was my husband, and he WIS
gallant enough to say that the burglar had got
the better part Of the bargain"