Last Saturday night at about 11.30 the telephone at Police Headquarters rang and was promptly answered by one of the officers who was at the desk.
‘‘Hello!” said a voice and the officer recognized it as that of Chief Rhodes.
‘‘Who is this,” said the chief. ‘‘Corbett,” said the officer at the desk.
“Well,” said the chief, “you go right up to Dr. Gould’s office and see what the trouble is. I am told there is somebody there trying to get into the house, and if they can’t give a good account of themselves, pull them in.”
‘‘I’ll go at once,” said the officer and off he went for Dr. Gould’s. The officer found everything looking orderly about the doctor’s residence and there seemed to be nobody about the premises. The trembling voice of a woman was heard in the distance and upon investigation the officer found two young ladies half frightened to death, kneeling at a window watching everybody who passed. The officer was somewhat puzzled, and thought he would ring the bell, which he did, and out came the ladies.
“There is someone trying to break into the house,” said the girl, “and we are scared almost to death.” The officer talked with the young lady a few minutes and assured her that the house would be well watched that night and the ladies retired somewhat relieved. Corbett crossed the street and found two men sitting in a dark corner.
“What do you want here?” asked Corbett, but neither replied. Corbett took hold of both men and brought them to their feet. They proved to be two Swedes, living on Chapel Street. The men had been drinking a little, but were not drunk. After satisfying himself that the men were harmless, Corbett let them go telling them that if they returned he would lock them up. The house was watched for several hours but no burglars returned. The young ladies were alone in the house and evidently were frightened at the men standing around the place.
(All articles originally appeared in the Norwood Messenger unless otherwise noted)