Arizona republican., 1905-05-21

l started West.
 had no idea just where daddy had gone until one day I was looking over | the Mobile Register, and I come on a 1 Personal that made me prick up my ears. It looked like it might have been written by my daddy for me to see. It was addressed "Aber" and when you turned the word backwards, as you l sometimes do with funny sounding words, I saw it made my own name, Reba. It read like this:
 "Aber-ShalI answer no further re- quests, as nobody can identify. Sher- | if called off ODOD."
 Now "Odod" was just dodo spelt backward; that was my pet name for daddy when I was little. The word | sheriff seemed likely, but 1 couldn't understand that about requests" | Then l thought to read the first letters | of each word like the acrostics daddy i and I used to work ont together in the Youths Companion, and there it was ] easy. Just san Francisco Then ! | knew daddy was safe in California, | and wanted me to come on. l packed right up and bought a tick ct. hoping to find him somehow when l got there. I didn't think anybody would suspicion my leaving, but I had | gone too far to turn back. Just after we left New Orleans I thought I saw | a man following me. l wasn't quite certain until We changed cars at Fl | Paso, but then I knew he was a sure l eenough detective.
 Talk about bloodhoundsl That man never left me out of his sight for a mo- ment. He sat in the corner with his hat pulled over his face, and I could just feel his eyes boring a hole in my back.
 First thing that I did after I got to the Golden West hotel was to mail personal to the Herald. It read like | this:
 Odod-Any money will assist the cause. Wait. Aber.
 knew if he saw this message he'd see it meant Am watched; wait" Well. can't tell half of what I went l through the first week with the detec- tive turning up everywhere I went, till was afeard I'd die of the strain. 1 Sometimes I felt just like murdering | him to get him out of the way. I didn't care so much for myself, but I was in mortal terror that lest he'd catch sight of daddy and arrest him. I watched my chnce, and one night I went to bed early, leaving word at the office to be called at the next morn | ing. Then. at o'clock l got up and went out, leaving all my things in the hotel.
 I took a room down on Third street, near Minna, and for three weeks I was mighty careful where I weI;t, waiting for the deputy to leave town. I got a few jobs of nursing. so I paid my way for a spell. then I just couldn't stand it a day more, and I risked get
 ting word to daddy. So I put another | iy, ,n h -ha same way as before, to meet me at the old Globe Hotel in Chinatown the next night.
 I waited on the steps, keeping a sharp eye out for daddy. But I hadn't been there more than ten minutes be- fore I saw-not my dear old Dodo- but the detective who had followed me all the way west. I ran down the steps and walked up Dupont street as fast as I dared never looking around once or letting on I had seen him.
 When I got to the corner of Wash ington street, only a matter of a block away, I ran smack into a man. He
 grabbed me in his arms and was cry ing over me before I recognized him by
 his voice as daddy, for he had a light wig and a dyed moustache, and wore
 blue spectacles. I had no time to kiss him even. I just whispered to him: "The detective-run for your life.'
 Daddy gave one glance over his shoulder and ran up Washington
 street. The detective saw him go and
 rashed after him, and I followed them
 both. They turned up a flight of steps into big doorway, a little piece up the i block.
 1 I saw by sign over the door that it | was Chinese theater they had gone l into.
 But I just had to find ont what was l going on inside, so I paid the man at 1 the door fifty cents and went up the stairs. I had never been in such a place before, of course, and at first I had no idea what to do or where to go. | There was no sign of daddy or the de- | tective anywhere, and the place was filled with a great crowd of Chinamen on the seats. The only white people I saw were a lady and two men sitting
 up on one side of the stage. | A Chinaman came down the crowded
 aisle and took me up to a seat beside the tourists on the stage, and there 1 had to sit in front of that crowd of coolies while the play went on and on | and on.
 | Away up over the stage was break | in the wall where the ceiling went up higher, and there was a little window almost above my head. There, once a head stuck ont and a Chinaman looked | at me iong and hard. This made me | more frightened than ever.
 Just when I thought I couldn't stand it minute longer I heard the voice of | a white man swearing in the dressing g room behind the stage, and then the detective came through the curtain
 looking as if he was mad enough to Kill somebody. Frightened as I was i at him, my heart was nigh ready to break with joy, for knew that daddy must have escaped from him some 1 how. He looked over the audieuce from the floor to the gallery, and fin ally went out.
 | As soon as he was out of sight a. Chinamaa came m to ma and o~.iDnad