Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 281, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 23 November 1912 — HAPPENINGS CIIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

HAPPENINGS CIIES

“One Leetle Kees?” Thumped With a Rolling Pin,

CHICAGO. —“One kees! Just one leetle kees! 1 implore you, madame!” Joseph Luco, recently from Italy and with high notions of romance, stole unobserved into a flat at 428 West Huron street the other day and assumed his most irresistible posture as he surprised Mrs. Mary Belinsky at work making a batch of bread. Two hours later Luco sat in a cell at the Chicago avenue police station nursing a big bump on his head and trying to think how he happened to get from the second story window to the ground so quickly. It happened something like this, according to Mrs. Belinsky, who also charged Luco with the theft of $10: “One what!" Mrs. Belinsky had asked in momentary alarm. “One leetle kees, no more,” said Luco. "Well, here’s a regular smack!” exclaimed Mrs. Belinsky. The doughy rolling pin waved through a cloud of

flour, there was a sharp crack, fmd a dull thud. Luco took the count. Mrs. Belinsky was frightened and tried to to leave the room. Then there was a struggle that aroused the curiosity in the flat beneath. “Here; here! What’s going on?” demanded Sam Dubois, rushing upstairs and pausing at the door. “I am going to kees you,’’ Dubois swore that he heard Luco say. “I’ll kiss you!” said Dubois. He seized Luco about the waist and bit him on the hand so that he had to let go of Mrs. Belinsky and sank to the floor. “Let’s throw him out of the window,” sugegsted Dubois. So Mrs. Belinsky sat on Luco’s chest while Dubois hurriedly raised the window. Then the two took the invader on either side and gave him a sailor’s toss over the ledge. It was 25 feet to the ground. “Dear me, do you suppose he’s killed?” whispered Mrs. Belinsky as she and Dubois loked out the window at Luco, who lay on the ground. After a moment it seemed he was about to get up and go away. Dubois permitted himself to be dragged downstairs and stood over Luco until Mrs. Belinsky returned with a wagon load of policemen. Luco heaved a sigh of relief as the policemen half carried him into the wagon.