Evening journal., 1913-11-11
BONNIE BURR CONTINUES TO LEAD cITY IN MERRY HUNT

seem exceedingly ludicrous to me-
Having words with woman searcher
was comical enough. but having her
turn on a man searcher, who sought
to champion her side. was indeed
funny.
To begin with. I did not reach the
appointed corner till $50, approach
ing from the north on the west side
of Market street I decided to pause
between the cigar store Of one Johnny
Jones. and the Philadelphia and VIII
mington Traction COmpanys store.
| had been there but a few mo.
ments when I became aware of tht
close scrutiny of a tall young woman
I'm a long green coat black hat, trim
med with green feathers. She was
gazing suspiciously at me through tho
thick lenses of a pair of eye glasses.
There was no doubt but that she
suspected my identity. but the only
course possible to me was to stand
nv ground, and somehow avert her
suspicion. For some strange reason
II experienced a sense OF extreme irri-
tatiOn, I cannot say why, for | al
ways take everything as a matter OF
course. and even in the most trying
moments generally preserve my good
humor.
returned her fixed stare bit
angrily, and we both eyed each other
as though there was some strange
hostile issue between US. was
armed with a copy of THE EVENING
JOURNAL. and a bright idea came to
me. Setting my lips in a straight
firm line. I deliberately approached
her, and holding the paper to her
view, repeated the words of the salu-
tation. 1 did not say them correctly
wishing 10 entirely disarm her OF any
suspicion as to my identity.
Her face became flushed with anger
and she tossed her head.
81 think you are demented,' she
managed to splutter / merely
smiled DO l look like her?' she
said angrily.
81 think So" I returned, for
should not have spoken to you"
well, ! am sorry if | do resemble
her" scornfully.
well, are you or are you not Bon
ME Burr?' ] demanded impatiently.
"lf ! were you wouldn't win the
reward she tantalized. "You can't
/ say the words right"
Seems to me- / retorted, you
know lot about the correct way tc
address her"
81 am not Miss Burr" she said
lcrisply.
At this point a poWly man in dark
attire who stood next 10 her stepped
in front of me and eyed me as though
owed him money. "See here
madam! he roared, from my per.
sonal observations ] belieye you, and
not this lady, are this mysterious wo-
man."
The woman in the green coat laugh
ed scornfuily. Kindly mind your
own affairs she said calmly.
He turned on her. "This is now
my affair" he informed her I frank
ly laughed though felt capture was
imminent. With a theatrical sweef
of the arm he held a paper to my
view, and said distinctly:
Pardon me, you are the myster.
ious Bonnie Burr Of THE EVENING
JOURNAL. the result getter.' Now
the hourlshing gesture he had MADE
attracted and held my eyes to the pa
per he held. II dswned on me with
amazement that It was not THE
EVENING JOURNAL. Both saluta-
tion and paper were wrong.
Wants 10 Call a Policeman.
you are wrong" I said simply
Lets call a policeman" suggested
I my former adversary in the green
coat.
The man seemed puzzled. Il know
did not get 1t Just right he said
BY this time by-standers had cir.
cled about. A belligerent looking
man ruddy Of complexion and wear
ing a gray sweater said loudly. "th'
women are accomphces.
What" exclaimed the tall wo-
man. As for me- 7 said. MY good
mess gracious me" as though horri