The Powder River County examiner and the Broadus independent. [volume] (Broadus, Mont.) 1919-1935, 1920-02-20
By JANE BUNKER

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snatched off her thin slipper, and the |
last glimpse got Of her as turned
the corner showed her ramming it into |
the crack of the front door to hold it |
open.
What she did next she told me later, |
but I may as we'll put it in here. I
was out Of sight when the man blus- |
tered UP to where she stood in the
open door, looking up and down the
street for somebody to call.
| "You may as we'll tell that young
man of yours" growled he, that If he
don't let me in I'll break the door in"
II don't think you WILL she said
calmly. "Now co.
mot till get what came for" he
said, taking hold of the door and try
ing to move it and finding it mysteri-
ously wedged open.
swell, you'll not do that this trip"
said she with spirit. "He isn't there
and he wasn't there. He was in the
sitting room ut the end of the hail.
she pointed to the scance room, the
door of which he could see stood
open-"and while you We're trotting
upstairs he ran out for policeman.
If you don't believe it wait and see
for yourself"
At that the fellow seized her arm
and tried to pull her back into the
house and shut the door, but found it
still wedged open, he could not see
with what, as he was on the inside.
But the moment he laid hands on her
she began to scream, Help! Help"
as loudly as ever she could.
He didn't wait to see what hap
pened-as matter of fact nothing
happened, for there wasn't soul in
sight on West End avenue when she
screamed.
''I'll have squad Of police here N.Y.
self to help you if that's what you're
AFTER" he flung back as a parting
threat when he bolted down the steps
and disappeared around the same cor
ner that had just hidden me. But that
was the last she heard Of him that
night. She pulled her slipper out of
the crack and shut the door. Then
she went all to pieces and had cry.
j. i
AS for me, when I left the house,
crossed the street, turned south and
into the first crOss.street came to. 1t
seemed as though everybody knew
had a million dollars in my stocking
and was just waiting to nab me, or
. hand me over to the next policeman.
t But as nothing happened became a
, little more coherent, though had the
r feeling was being followed all the
, time, vet I couldn't spot my shadow.
My whole energy Of mind was bent on
giving my pursuer the slip. When ut
q last spied subway station jumped
off the car, made a bolt of it for the
7 stairs, rushed past the ticket chopper.
) throwing a nickel into his box, board
ed train that fortunately proved to
be north-bound express; got off at
:, the next station and took local; got
out and took another express and got
out for good when the guard bawled
. "Hudin-n- f,nty.fift," walked round the
, block where l live. and when there
wasn't living soul in sight ducked
into the front door Of my apartment
house.
The elevator was rafting down from
upstairs but didn't wait for it. tip
tOcd up the stairs. the descending e!e-
vator drowning the sound Of my steps.
I let myself in. put up the chain-ho't
and took long breath. Then my
knees suddenly crumpled up under me
and went all to pieces in heap.
1t was almost two o'clock before I
found strength enough to undress, and
l was SO dazy could hardly get my
clothes off. While l was doing it l
had brief thoughts of keeping on my
stocking and taking the diamonds To
bed with me: but decided no
there's limit to ones obligations in
Il case like this: if burglars come tn
hurgle-and have you ever noticed
how very near a burglar feels when
YOU have Il million dollars in the
h"use?-l'll let them bursle. I'll not
help. bat Til not hinder; life is too
uncertain at its best. So set the box
on the edge of the dining room table
conveniently, where burglars who
! We're looking for Just such a shabby
little box filed with diamonds couldn't
fail to see il the instant they jimmied
; the front door off its hinges. or got
in from the fire escape. or crawled Up
the kitchen dumb waiter. or came
down the gas log into the fireplace.
And then | Went to beG--and slept
/ expecting to find that boxs exactly
$ where l put it.
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