Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-11-26
THE LADY BURGLAR


her bunch of Roman gold skeleton keys-
They were held together by narrow cerise
ribbon. 1t was at an early hour In the az
ternoon. and the lady burglar had 5ust
risen. Her maid had brought her tiny
cup Of coffee-the cup was Of the most rare
Sevres-and a cayiare sandwich; a bizarre
breakfast truly. tbuts then, nearly all lady
burglars are BIZARRE
Il fear I am ennuys this morning after
noon. is it7'' said the lady burglar, yawn-
ing, as the interviewer entered her boudoir
"One grows 50 !weasy Of it all. does one
not? And yet we women OF today are
never satisfied until we have entered pro-
fessional Life. Oh, yes. ones profession mas
Its compensattons, but, mung doc! the aw-
full monotony of I'll The perpetual striving
AFTER pertection, the constant enort 10 e ae
1t Is dreary! Ffine, my salts
The nature of the compensatons? on.
truly, they exist. shall illustrate. Last
night-ratner. this morning. was ran
sacking tho jewel case of a woman who
won for husband man for whom
cared when was but a child-ah, yes, but
child. And, by the way, some Of the
Jewels are very pretty. shall have F1hne
bring them directly. WELL do you know, l
have always been perfectly certain in my
own mind that that woman made up afro
clously. confess she has always been
skillful at It, but. none the less, felt very
confident that she was dreadfully made up.
wen, after l had deposited all of her jew
els safely In my new carry-all skirt-my
own invention: l wore 1t for the first time
last night, and It is a dream Of comfort
ana nandiness| couldn't resist the tempta-
tion 10 nash my dark lantern In her face.
Her husband Is out Of the city. You know.
and she Is quite alone. Well, she was q
sight! Haggard! Listen! / make my ORR
sons that | shall never grow SO haggard.
dreadfully yellow! And such crowsfeetI
trenches, positively trencnes! And her
hatr-that she has always claimed to be
na.uraily wavy-.why, 1t was done up in
KIDS! She awoke with start when I
mashed my lantern in her face, but-pouf!-
was gone. Now, was not that a compen-
satlon-the unexpected proving Of suspi-
cion WIN reference to rival of other days
Aan; sag; and yet ever beautiful other
Gays! Rhine, my handkerchief
Inc lady burglar lavished some tears
upon her Mexican terrier and proceeded:
But there is SO much to fatigue one, too.
IN my profession. Now. had always be-
ileVed journalists to be- more or less. fab
rlcators.-ah, MISUNDERSTANDING general
iy, you know. But I know now that they
are not Journalists have always engaged
l used to think 1t the alleged habit-that
married mems wives have Of going through
their pockets-their trouser pockets. LIS
ten: Ihat Is true! The journalists are not
married women do go through their hus-
bands pockets. L have seen them do 1t
with these eyes. No later than last week
was about to enter, toward midnight, the
apartment OF very wealthy capitalist liv-
ing In the northwest section of your most
beautiful city. One of my agents-ah
ooey, | have my observing agents,-had
Informed me that this capitalist ALWAYS
carried "A large bundle of bills in his trou-
serS pocket, and | went after it. Would
you believe it, just as I reached the por-
there's hanging between the dressing room
and the bed room the light suddenly went
up very, very little, and l lodged softly
into the sheltering SHADOW of the portieres.
whence / could observe the entire bed
room y =
"Oh, it was too Irritating, The gentle
man was peacefully siumbering, but his
wife-such unspeakable wickedness, had
risen steaithily, Iand;;was in the very act
OF gong through hts trousers pockets!
could have shaken her, Such underhanded-
ness! And afterIthe careful work | had
accomplished in dgaihing entrance to the
residence. Ii was shocking. l was COM
PEELED to watch her remove a large, yellow
roll from his right-hand trousers pocket,
and she deliberately removed the rubber
band from the bundle and counted the bills
Did you ever hear of. such awfulness? And
such a shocking strain upon my nerves.
too! ="
But these are the drawbacks to ones
profession. OF course. got the bundle. She
placed It In the bottom bureau drawer
turned out the light and quietly crawled
back to bed. Then I waited for a while
and got the roll But such an amount of
unnecessary trouble! Fifne, you may pre-
pare me lilac bath this morning
And then, the impudence of some of
those whom we visit! The humiliation they
cause one! l shall narrate an example.
spent the month OF August at Newport
Well, at one of the Casino balls one night
1 observed a Philadelphia matron whose
jewels were really divine. Well I found
them lying upon her dressing room table g.
few hours later, after she had retired.
When / examined them In the morning-I
blush to confess it-they were phony! And
the horrid woman announced in the papers
that she always kept phony jewelry on
her dressing table at night to befool
marauders! Oh, sad, sadv
Then Fffine announced that the lilac bath
was waiting, and the interviewer retired