The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1894-08-18
HUNTING HIM HERE.
Lizzie MCCALL Still Camping on
Hayward MoAllister's Trail
Futile Calls Made at the Hotel Albert
and the Calumet Club.
The Tale OF Two Shiny Half Dollars
That Were Misspent

| LUG TchbuH LOT tnc utldy III IbbHi'
| Mccall Wallis statement OF the rela
tions existing between her and Hey
ward McAllister being given TO the pub
lie was learned this morning. Before
Miss Mccall can make any statement 4
| IL necessary, from reasons OF policy. fol
her to first hold conference witt
young MIR. McAllister. This she ha.
stated several times within the last two
days.
As a matter OF fact. Miss Mccall Is liz
norant Of the gentieman's whereabouts
and since his arrival In New York Oh
Thursday morning, via the Fall River
boat, she has been on a still-hunt fol
him.
Her efforts to locate Mr.. McAllisteI
have been without result. and this
morning the fair Lizzie is as much al
sea as ever.
From facts which came to the surface
to-day It would appear that Miss Nc
Calls promises to make a public state
ment have been made only 10 gain time
Yesterday morning she told all the re-
porters who called at her apartments al
1872 East Twenty third street, that she
would be ready to tell them all they
wanted to know II they would return al
I O'Clock In the afternoon. Later III tht
day she said that the statement would
be In typewriter form and would De
distributed to the newspapers through
her counsel, Abe Hummcl.
Mr.. Hummei helped along this little
piece Of fiction by saying that he was
hourly expecting to receive 'he s'a'e'
ment from Miss Mccall
Hut the typewriter story OF her rela-
tons with Mr.. McAllister iaileo 10 ma
tertaliae up 10 noon to-day. Last nignt'
not having received a visit from MI
McAliister, Miss Mccall grew desperate,
and determined to pursue the tactlcs
which acccrding t. the desEarGns r she
wanted to lind her society TREND. III
other words, she hired II conveyance
and began a hunt ..,,.
IL wasn't a piebald circus horse. driven
by a grinning darby this time, but
hanson cab, with discreet driver,
Miss Mccall left her apartments apou'
8 o'clock and drove to the Hotel Alpert'
at Eleventh street and univets,S p,i aSSin
enter the office. 4 crowd OF men about
the Iesk CO used her TO change her mind
and she went into the .parioI;;
timed nesf him a bright half dollar and then
asked IL he would please tell Mr.. hey
ward McAllister that a lady, wanted 10
see him in the parlor. Inc pen-poy IN
CURED at the os sa, ana aobedy 81 that
name was living at the hotel ,,,.
"Oh. know he don't live here. but ne
has friends here whom ne VISITS When-
ever he is In town. Please nnu on. ~, ~, W,
me who the people are "hom ne e'''es
n # even a second half dollar Slipped
into the bel.boy's hand failed to OBTAIN
for Miss Mccall the desired informa-
ton.
She was in state OF nervous excite.
mant when she left the hotel ana gave
the cabby orders to drive to the Calumet
messenger boy. whom she sent into
The Club house, told her that Mr.. Meal
lister hadn't been there.
Then Lizzie drove away. ana WIS
iadei nag waieh drew np a. iat tne u''r "
10 a reporter who called on sI,i Mlss ~, NC,
Call this forenoon. It was evident that
her hunt had been fruitless,
an, " The pink tips of her dainty little
hard around the edge Of the glass door:
"Tm lust from my bath. and can {
let you In. so excuse me- l"ere so''
How about your statement. Miss
Mccain" the reporter ventured.,
Oh. l cart make any until o'clock
this afternoon. WIN don't you see Mr..
"s- Mere can he lie lound?"
-, Inv, Is il possible you can't find
him ~ End Miss McCalls voice took on
a tore OF surprised inquiry.
~ you go to the Hotel Albert, you
can find him easily enough. Iie mas
friends there. you know. whom ne caiia
,,pon every morning. just md out from
the elevator boy, who they are ana push
right in. Youil find Hey-Mr. McAliis-
~ Miss, ns McGa,l was evidently getting
v.iIy and Thought to got the AID oil the
repor, ers TO locate Mr.. McAlister:,
K representative of firm of Seven
teenth street art publishers rang the
bell at this iuncture.
murphy. Sec who that is. called
out Miss Mccall to the aged servant
who attends her.
Murphy shuff1ed down the hall and
began to humble something to the
caller. - ,
stop Your talking, Murphy! You old
idiot, come here at once! DO You hear?
Apparently Murphy had talked toe
much on a previous occasion. The old
servant shut the door In the callers face
and shufiied back.
Now, Please don't bother me just
nov" she said to the reporter: Come
back at O'Clock and III tell you al
about H." and the fair Lizzie's finger
tips disappeared and the doorlatch
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