A NOCTURNAL SENSATION

Kumara Times, Issue 892, 9 August 1879, Page 2

A NOCTURNAL SENSATION

Everybody hafc read of the brave women who, when alone in her r.iom one evening, caught a glimpse of the brawny hand of a desperado, who was concealed under a table, and who with magnificent cotirage, went calmly on sewing until, the servant-girl entering the room, she sent the latter with a note to her absent husband, and then fainted in is arms when he came, an hour of suspense, to the rescue. Everybody, we say, whb takes a paper has read this remarkable dncedbte a few thousand times, and has it by heart, even to the compliment paid by the villain on the scaffold to the bravery of the lady. Mrs Garry, out in the Western Addition, had just laid dowii a paper containing the same old anecdote the other night, wheh, as she stooped to pick up her thimble from the floor, she beheld the huge hand of a burglar underneath tke bed. As she sat trembling in her chair, she recollected that the cook had gone out for the eveningj and that the nurse was asleep with the children up stairs* while Mr Garry was down at the office getting up the yearly balance-sheet. Her heart froze with horror as she contemplated the situation. If she attempted to leave the rootd or raisb an alarm the rriurderer Would be out upon in a moment. Ha ! there was the telephone, 'thank heaven! She crossed the room, with the cold perspiration trickling down her back, and clutched the 'mdnth. piece eagerly. But how to apprise Mr G. of her peril without warning the listening burglar ? she turned the handle; . “ Well, what now?” growled Garry, .from down in Front street. “Mr Dusenhury has been here, my dear, and he wants you to call at 1446 Chowder-street right away.” “ 1446 Ch- , why thaVs our house ; what do you mean ?”-: “So it is—how stupid of me,” Went on the agonised woman, trying to steady her voice. “I understand that the whole of Square No, 1446 is on fire ; hadn’t you better step round ond see about it?” “Square 1446 ! Why, that’s the one we live on. What on earth do y.cfit mean talking that way? IS' anything the matter?’ “No, no,” hurried od the wretched female. I just wanted to let you know that Amelia Ami Boggs—understand, Amelia Ann Boggs—was dying, and wanted to see you right a Way.” “ Amelia Ann Botr-, why, that was your na,me before we were married. What in the name of But Mrs Garry did not answer, and after confiding to the head clerk his Conviction that his wife had been out to supper some place where,they put whiskey in the tea, and that he thought he had better go home and see that she didn’t gite, the baby laudanum for paregoric, Garry got on a car and repaired to his hotise. He found Mi’s G. on the floor in a dead faint, the when she had come to and explained matters, and Garry had fished out an old boxing glcive from under the bed, Mrs Garry sat up and made some general remaks concerning' the publishers of sensational papers that would have made even those unfeeling wretches blnsh with Francisco News Letter. -

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