Los Angeles herald., 1907-03-29
Fortune Knocks Vainly
at Door of Many
Statesmen
Man Of Mystery Has a Day In Stores
and Shops-Proves the Ex-
treme Generosity of
AngeIenos
BY THE MYSTERIOUS MIR. RAFFLEs.
George Harris DonOhue.

George Harris DOnOhue.
Talk about q cinch!--this is certainly
the greatest vacation 1 ever enjoyed.
Think OF being away from New York
this sort of weather and actually be-
ing paid to fritter away my time in
Los Angeles. Why, it's great, and judg-
ing from the easy time 1 am having
with the sleuths of this town I am
now seriously contemplating buying a
house here and making this my per-
manent headquarters.
To think that you of the wise class
should permit me to jolly you along in
this fashion, particularly after the
severe arraignment L was subjected to
during the few days prior to my official
disappearance.
Thecstart of this chase will go down
in my history as being without any
question the easiest 1 have undertaken
and this after all the chances (?)
accepted before actually getting busy.
1 like action. What's the use of let
ting me trail around town with such
persistent ease? Why don't you get
busy?-I will make the game real easy
for you in a day or two and then it is
about a thousand to one shot that not
one of you-the particularly wise class
will be able to pick me out.
JeweIry Clerk sIumbers
This little bit of seriousness is the
result of my experiences yesterday
when I again had absolutely no diff
Guilty in talking with an even dozen
of your clever citizens-walking about
your most frequented thoroughfares,
riding on your mile minute street
cars and hearing myself discussed no
less than a hundred times in as many
different places.
incidentally l discovered-for the first
time in my experience at that-that it
is possible to borrow money from a
pawnbroker without security. During
my ramblings about town yesterday
morning 1 visited Montgomery Bros.
store at No. 253 South Spring street,
where l purchased an Ansonia watch
for 81 from a salesman, who, when
demanded receipted bill, signed the
check Young" from all of which
take 1t that the salesman was none
other than Mr.. Young himself.
Having the timepiece in my pocket
as was passing the Reliable Collateral
Loan office at No. 313 South Main
street, I decided to take chance with
a class of clerks who are noted
throughout the entire world as being
more than usually keen.
Stepping into the office 1 discovered
a smooth faced middle aged man with
blonde hair looking over a bunch of
bills at the rear show case. A moment
later he advanced to where 1 was
standing and asked what he could do
for me.
Mr.. Allen Has a Good Heart
Assuming the air of a man unaccus-
toned to being in such places, l pro-
duced the dollar watch, with the re-
mark, I'm dead broke, mister. and
this is all 1 have; 1 want to get home.
VIII you let me have some changer"
Taking the timepiece the man behind
the counter quickly sized 1t up and
then handed it back with the remark.
"Sorry, my boy but 1 can't let you
have anything on that" Then noting
my look of bewilderment he added in
a kindly tone, "If it's only carfare
you want 1 can stake you to that all
right" and Immediately produced a
dime which he handed me.
| did my utmost to have him accept
the watch as security, as for a matter
of fact wanted to get one of his pawn
tickets to reproduce in The Herald to-
day. DuJ Ine DSSI COulu 90 Was 10 Sc
cure his card and the fact that his
name was Mr.. Allen.
That sort of thing in a hook shop
was something new to me, and l de-
termined to carry the game along to
determine If there was another pawn
broker in Los Angeles who would do
the same thing.
Hats OF to Mr.. Rose
A few minutes later 1 presented my
self before che loan window of the
California Loan Office at 456 South
Main street, where l was waited upon
by heavy set chap, dark complexion,
smooth face and who wore gray suit
OF clothes with a light hat.
In the front end Of the store there
were three me1 engaged in a business
discussion concerning the sale of dia-
monds. When 1 offered my dollar
watch as security for a trihing loan
the clerk looked at me in a peculiar
manner as he asked whats the mat
ter; are you dead broker"
When / assured him that / was abb
solutely "all in and that all l wanted
was carfare home, he said: 'Well, let