The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1915-01-02


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per SyndieaSe
Miss Madge Seaforsis was playing
the piano in the parlor Of her fathers
house when all ct once there came q
jangle. If one IS playing The Old
Folks at Home and absentIy wan-l
ders on into the air Of Yankee
Doodle there's going to Be q jangle.
And then you suddenly remember
that you borrowed Bessie Walters
dream-book day or two ago, and
soIemnly promised her that II the
reading Of it caused you TO dream you
would faithfully relate that dream to
the lender of the book without unnec
essary delay.
Well, Miss Madge had read the book
from cover to cover. Much OF It's con
tents had made her gasp and shiver.
| She had dreamed Of being chased By
snakes, wolves. brigands and runaway
| locomotives.
They had run her through swampss
thickets and meadows; they had run
her up hill and down; they ran her
/ through streets and alleys
At last, after the chase had con
tinuec Tor miles and the poor girl
had just jumped q fence nine feet
high without her French heels touch
Ing q splinter. she caught the lower
limb OF q tree and clambered up to
safety. She went TO the telephone to
relate the dream in full. Miss Madge
settled herself for q coy chat when
the answer came back from the cen
tral Office:
Can't do II: the lines are crossed.
What's the matter with the lineg'f
IT'S never in orders"
And wanted to talk to Wall
street,
you man with the big bull voice.
shut up!'
Miss Madge found herself interest
ed. There was one firm. clear voice
that dominated the rest, though It was
lost in the shuttle now and then. The
girl caught these words:
AT least ten thousand About two
O'Clock The corner Of Willow and
stark streets Don't strike TO kill.
but to stun, Yes. two Of them. Then
upstairs and down the back way
Sure thing.
What was the meaning Of those
words! Here was something. different
from a dream It was a mystery. =
am going to be there and sect, she
! unused.
At 1:45 that afternoon an auto with
: Miss Madge Seaforth seated IN the
s tonneau was at the corner Of Willow
s and Stark streets. Three men we're
s leaning against a wall
Z From down Stark street came two
4 y 81 "a
I leather bag.
: a moment more and things began
{ to happen. The three loungers at
tackled the two men with the BAG.
Z There were shouts and blows and
scufling. The chauffeur Ieaped to the
walk and ran away Miss Madge
opened the door OF the vehicle and
stood screaming she hardly realized
: It when one 81 the naen threw the bag
at har feet
Save IT from the thugs f you can
And then the SRI found herself AZ
the wheel and speeding away. Straight
home, q mile away. and the bag was
! carried into the house It was then
I: that Miss Madge had Fl Of hysteria
+ The evening papers had sensation.
and as Miss Madge read The scare
7 heads she was as white as a sheet.
The boldest holdup for years.
Planned by a handsome girl
She waits in an auto and drives
z of with the $4,000 that was to pay
; the hands IN q factory"
The robbers arrested, but they
won't talk"
6 Their victims seriously injured Il
g their pI1ckv dphftp
{ Who is the handsome queen Of the
) robbeT ganggf
E No police and no reporters until
= Mr.. Seaforth arrived home and tele
!. phoned them. A few explanations and
= all was made clear
Nine detectives and 81 reporters
+ called at the Seaforfh residence for in
8 teryiews TIE factory men called
7 Strangers IL the city called and SAID
8 1t was a bully thing to do. Seventeen
Z. photographers wanted sftkings. ant
s felt ill-used when they did not secure
Z them.
Among the last callers was Stepher
Z Adair, one OF the robbers victims. He
= it was who threw the bag into tn.
{ auto and shouted to the girl to drive
Z OF, and he had been made a hero Of
{ He still wore a plaster or two ovei
z his Durts. but It is always proper FOL
4 a hero to want to call on heroine.
{ And there was opportunity for ad
Dairation to grow into love, and 4
s grew