Arizona republican., 1921-08-09
LOCAL MAN
 ACCOUNTS TRAGEDY
 OF NIGHT IN NORTH

It is of a tragedy that Vincent Woodbury, formerly of Phoenix, and brother of Clarence Woodbury of the Arizona realty department, writes: almost tragedy in the far north-up in the porcupine country near the shores of James Bay, where such things might be expected to happen. But let MT. Woodbury tell 1t:
 I have lived life this past week. perhaps then my letter will invig- crate rather than be the lounge type, which you pick up with inspiration and recline with relief.
 First then the intruder in my house at 3:30 this morning-what was the night, the situation, the diff ficulty-what was done-state the finish. Wait, It's story, the end don't introduce the beginningi
 |. Last night the cold quickened from the north, threw wind and rain and hail in lively tattoo against obstacles. It was a night for sleep, under roof. covered with blankets. yet as I re- tifed little did l realize the tumult before morning. .
 People never realize at the start what awakes them- They know that something took place which restored them to consciousness, a dull sense tells them it is simply an interruption anu tllGY 1dli DdNa dSlCCP- ICl o6dih are we awakened and in a moment our thoughts are alarmed. the mind on the job, the eyes opened of own accord-a message to understand crowding to reasons door-haunted by disturbance, we lay quiet>to figure out the noise-to learn, understand. control Yes. There are right here two kinds of an awakening.
 The second description possessed me at 3:3O this morning-awoke ab- ruptly by an ll-cppress.ng stiffness "a mystery baffling and as disturb ing. Laying quietly with senses alert I heard the door pressed open, the | breeze flee across to my oNen win dow told me something was moving
 Ink black darkness prevailed-my eyes like putty. Awaiting the next message l heard a noise of steps, soft rustic of paper. movement of some thing quick and busy. I realized someone was awake in my hon e and interrupting its peace-that the ob- | feet must be an intruder-the worl that of a burglar. who. having sought his work had the advantage | of one who hastily tried to inter- rupt it.
 | My heart thrmped. The yer, | beatings hit against my arm as I | rested ,-nder my left side and botf I were in pain My throat seemed thu I size of my neck, the Alam's appl' Il ran up and eown my neck like I monkey on a string. l realized ] expression, startled to the pitch of in | ability to remain impressive. my leg | ached. the blood seemed to hav | blocked my heart and attacked m head. A dizzy feeling overpowere' me. My nerves were striking ham mers hitting unused portions of m body and getting negative response: | It was not a case of fright but sui fering. Not on inaction but move ment When-all of a sudden-an | other noise distinctive but stealth gave me the real location of the in truder who must be on the bac
 porch. The door to the office ha
 been forced, the trunks were bein ranss cked.
 With this knowledge came anger that someone had deliberately con sidered a plan to rob me. To tax from me material, purchased ny m
 money, which I had both worked earned, saved for. and was makini away with it in sneaking methoo.
 arose from the bed softly-an' knew that I had started with no re
 treat. but alone in the dark to carr
 through plan which stood imprint ed hath to walk I knew not where I considered as I stood-the wind h: me bitterly. To enter the hall whicl led to the office had but two ave nues-to reach light I must gos | end of hallway away from office turn the switch and then return. 2
 must creep into office. find tn' globe in the dark, hurry to the ooo
 on the porch and take up the sltua
 ton as best I could with the persoI
 I concluded the better plan was h,l-o some light. so took the electrl flash light in my left hand, while Il
 my right I carried my fist
 tip-toed to the door opening fror