A Plucky Scotchwoman.

South Canterbury Times, Issue 4978, 10 April 1889, Page 3

A Plucky Scotchwoman.

Hero is a true story of a bold bad burglar and a plucky Scotchwoman. One night early in February, in the town of Inverkeithing, in Scotland, a lady retired to rest all alone in the house. "Toward 1 o’clock she heard some noises downstairs. She listened and finding that it was something more than eats, she was determined to find out the cause of the row. Now, nine women out of ten would have screamed or tucked their heads under the bedclothes and lay shivering with terror. But not so this bonnie Scotch lass. She did not even light her candle, but hastily dressing she descended the stairs in her bare feet, and, peeping into the sitting room, saw a burglar on his knees in front of a cupboard packing away in his bag her valued family plate. She “ neither swerved nor swooned,” but sensible like stole quietly behind the burglar, and inserting her hand in his neckcloth at tho back of the neck, half strangled him and hauled him out of the house. She marched him down tho street till she came to the house of one of the city fathers, who gave the man into custody, With one band holding the burglar in a tight grip and with the other knocking and arousing the sleepy city councillor, that woman was a picture of what women can do if they willingly put their minds to it.