Los Angeles herald., 1907-04-11

an end, and 1 want you to be on to all
the curves so there will be no miscalcu-
lation on my part today.
Yesterday in both crowds personally
held up no less than fifty smooth-faced
men. 1 personally started six men In
the direction of The Herald office, sur
rounded by a mob of money-grabbers
all Of whom We're loudly declaring they
were the particular individual who had
done the recognizing act.
On this point 1 want to tell you some
thing. The moment 1 am properly iden-
tified-THE CHASE FOR THE MYS-
FERROUS MIR. RAFFLES WILL BE
AT AN END IN LOS ANGELES. The
instant hear the proper salutation ad-
dressed to me WILL IMMEDIATELY
DECLARE THE PERSON WHO
HANDS ME- THAT SALUTATION
THE WINNER OF THE PRIZE.
No use in a lot of rowdies jumping in
after the capture has been made, claim
ing they were the first to catch me, as
that doesn't go with me, and 1 Will
leave it to every fairminded man in the
crowd, wherever it may be, to see to it
that the man or woman capturing me
gets fair play at the hands of the
crowd
Incidentally, as this chase is fast
drawing to a close l want to give the
women who are devoting their time to
my possible capture a tip. In the event
of you recognizing me DO NOT
GET EXCITED. TAKE THE THING
QUIETLY-SIMPLY TELL ME- ALL
ABOUT IT, WITHOUT ATTRACTING
ANY MORE ATTENTION THAN is
POSSIBLE AND WILL GUARAN-
EE TO GET YOU TO THE HERALD
OFFICE IN SAFETY.
If you happened in that crowd in
front of The Herald office during the
noon hour yesterday you will agree that
what 1 say regarding the activity of
the sleuths is absolutely correct.
In the first place there was the old
chap with the gray whiskers and a
bundle of Heralds under his arm, nail
ing every Smooth-faced man in sight.
Old Mary, sunbonnet and all, was n
close second in alacrity as she went
after men, no matter whether they
were smooth-faced or not. Conductor
No. 11S9-he of the lunch basket-was
there empty-handed, working through
the crowd, and even taking chances
Tipping on and off street cars. The rest
of the scenics were furnished by deputy
sheriffs, policemen, car conductors, his
honor the mayor, newsboys, a broken
down automobile and the usual chorus
of merry villagers, who were there by
the thousands, all tightly clutching a
Herald.
In the window of The Herald stood
Deputy Sheriff Frank e. Wolfe, dis
guised in a khadi coat, while in back
of him stood Detective Bert r. Parker,
the latter official being the man who
took my Bertillon measurements Il
couple of days prior to my official dis
appearance.
l tried to give Deputy Sheriff Wolfe
the Boston subway high sign when
stood directly in front of The Herald
window but for some reason he COM
pletely ignored me.
What's the matter, Frank? You
haven't forgotten the East Boston strap
hangers wiggle, have you?
AS l was cutting across Broadway
actually bumped into Mayor Harper,
who was making a bee line for the
Frost building at 145 South Broadway,
having come from the direction of The
Herald office. With Mayor Harper was
a middle-aged gray-haired chap dressed
In dark clothes ana derby hat.
Fortunately for me / saw Mayor
Harper just in the nick of time, as l
just had a chance TO twist my face out
OF shape as ] passed Mayor Harper
had an excellent oppoi unity of getting
line on me before my official disap-
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