Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-09-10
WOMAN FIGHTS A ROBBER
MAN STRIKES HER WITH JIMMY
SHE HANGS ON.
Blood Spatters Her Waist, But She
Chases Him to Street-None An
swers Her Cry for Help.

NEW YORK, September 10.-Mrs. West,
the wife Of. Dr. w. L. West, an inspector
employed by the United States Department
Of Agriculture, who lives at 524 West 160th
street. went around the corner shopping at
2:3O yesterday afternoon, and when she got
back a short time later she found the door
Of her fiat unlocked When she pushed 1t
open chair that had been tilted against it
clattered to the floor. AS she entered she
met a man walking out of her bedroom,
who pointed revolver at her and said:
"I'll surely kill you. lady, If you make
any noise"
Mrs. West flung her arms around the
stranger. He was not a very husky per-
son. His arms were pinned to his sides.
All he said at first was
II didn't take a thing, lady. didn't take
thing"
Mrs. West still held on and shouted for
help to complete the capture. The burglar,
shifting his pistol to his left hand behind
his back, grabbed up one of the two jim
niles that were lying on table, wrenched
his right arm free and hit her with the
weapon. The blow stunned her bit and
blood spattered her white waist but in her
to let go. The man dragged her to the
floor. shook himself free and started down.
stairs, with Mrs. West tagging so close be-
hind down three flights that when he
time to close 1t as he leaped out into 16Oth
street.
Men Offer No Aid.
The burglar ran down the street and
around into Broadway. then up that thor
oughfare At the Broadway corner some
men were standing, and Mrs. West cried
out to them to head the burglar off. but
they only stood and gaped at this strange
sight Of a woman sprinting after man
who carried a gun.
One block up Broadway Mrs. West came
across a youth who was riding a dray horse
home from work. He refused to ride after
the burglar because the man had gun.
Then get off and let me have this horse. ;"
begged the woman. I'll ride him. That
man is getting tired-dont you see he's
slowing up? l know can catch him.
Robber Escapes.
But it wasn't the boys day to let his
horse go thief-chasing. So Mrs. West
caught up her skirts again and ran on. but
stop for breath. The burglar just had
gimp enough left to drag himself over a
fence and make off through the trees down
toward the Hudson river
When Mrs. West got home again four
policemen had bobbed up. She found that
her little jewel box had been ripped open
by the burglar and some other things
strewn around. On the table still lay the
other jimmy-a brand-new one-and the
mans straw hat, bought at Harlem store.
Mrs. West told the police that her visitor
was a small dark chap with the beginnings
of mustache-a pale young man dressed
in suit of blue serge.
Another Robbery Incident.
Three weeks ago a burglar of that de-
scription got into the home of R. T. Dab
ney, at 573 West 159th street-just back Of
the Florence apartment house where the
Vests live. He ran across F. S. Baehr, an
automobile man. and was promptly knocked
down by Baehr. But the burglar jumped
up and with revolver in hand drove Baer
into a bathroom. He got away with $500
worth Of jewelry.
The police Of the West 152d street station
were looking last night for Mrs. West s
burglar, and as a result they arrested a
hatless man who was running through a
side street to catch an Amsterdam avenue
car. In the station he said he was Charles
w. Wright, a city inspector of gas and
lamps living at 10th street and Unde- cliff
avenue. He explained that he customarily
went without nat in the summer time be-
cause he believed that wearing hat caused
badness. He was let go.