Bodybuilders -- Biography; Exercise -- Popular works; Physical education and training -- Popular works; Sandow, Eugen, 1867-1925
Through the night we slept without disturbance. In the morning the
servant who came to look after our clothes noticed that my watch chain
had been broken and that my watch was missing. The five twenty dollar
pieces were also gone, but Mrs. Sandow’s jewellery was untouched.
Questioned as to how she got into the room, the girl said that the door
was open. Someone had evidently broken into our rooms whilst we slept
and had worked so quietly that they had not disturbed us.
A detective was called, and it was ascertained that shortly after we
returned from the ball two well dressed men entered the hotel and
asked for rooms on the first floor. It was then between two and three
o’clock. Before five o’clock they left. The detective remarked that
about that hour two men answering the description that was given had
been seen to enter a train, and he thought he would be able to succeed
in tracing them. I told him that if he brought my watch back he should
be well rewarded.
When the rooms were examined it was found that the door had been
opened by means of an instrument which was pushed through the keyhole
to turn the key. The gas had been half turned on during the night,
and no doubt they saw my watch-chain shining in the uncertain light,
and decided to take those things that they could lay their hands on
most easily without fear of waking us. It might have been supposed
to be risky work to rob a strong man; but, on the other hand, it was
found afterwards that the burglar was a desperate fellow, who had just
completed nineteen years’ penal servitude for shooting a man who was
unfortunate enough to wake up whilst he was rifling his room.
During the day the two men were arrested. Four of the twenty-dollar
pieces were found on them, but the watch was still missing. The men
were taken before the police authorities, but on the ground that the
case was not fully proved they were dismissed. After this decision,
the detective came to me to ask what the watch was worth. Five hundred
pounds I told him, in actual money, but for me it had a priceless
value, and not for five thousand pounds would I willingly part with it.
“Seeing that it is worth so much,” he said, “I will try to get it for
you if you will promise to give me £800.”
At this moment I realised the situation; at any rate I felt justified
in believing that this so-called detective was in league with the
burglars, who had themselves owned in court that they knew where the
watch was, though they refused flatly to give the information. Feeling
disgusted with a man who could thus play so false and mean a game I
took him by his neck and trousers and sent him flying through the door.
From that day to this I have never seen anything of my watch. It is,
no doubt, lost to me for ever. If I had had my dog with me that night
it would never have been stolen, for no burglar would have got past
Sultan, however clever he might be at picking locks.
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