New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-03-03
Many Futile Notes Finally
Rewarded byOne inBOld
Hand Making Tryst.
LONE MALE LOOMS
AT APPOINTED SPOT
ThrObbing SWANS Impatience
at Her Cruel Delay Ended by
Captain. Author of Billet.

John A. Park, who loves the ladies',
opened an aggressive social campaign
a couple Of months ago 70 get better
acquainted with feminine New York
He got some terrible rebufs.
Mr.. Parks methods were a trihe too
direct, or, perhaps, he picked out the
wrong places when he a-wooing went.
He would stand outside some substan-
tial and fashionable hotel, with peck
etful Of tenderly worded notes. The
notes he distributed. one by one. as
delectable women emerged without es-
corts. Within the scented envelopes.
inscribed in purple ink. the fair re-
cipients might read of Mr. PARKS adj
miration. Of his burning desire 10 know
them better. OF the rangs that should
assail his lonely heart should they not
give the sign.
Fifth Avenue and Broadway were
alike disappointing. Some of the
adOred ones tossed away the notes IN
opened. Others read them. only to look
straight over the head Of the eager
writer as they passed his tipping hat.
SO, with perfumery, parchment and
purple INK so high, the unappreciated
Mr. Park decided to try his luck IN
Long Island City.
That wasn't much better, either Blu:
yesterday came the break-so sharply
and so breathlessly that Mr. Park could
scarcely restrain a cry OF "Goody!'
Aftcr all, he had not passed unnotIced.
After all, he had been missed. After
all, one OF The charmers had been
charmed. She wrote TO him on the
stationery of one Of the hotels which
Mr. Park had favored with his atten-
tions. And what a fine. bold hand she
wrote! She wanted to see hum wanted
to know him better, echoIng his own
delicate desire.
Swain IIastes to Tryst.
The letter was addressed TO william
/. Douglas, at 30 Grand Avenue, Long
Island City-Mr Parks name and ad-
dress for romantic purposes.
Promptly at s o'clock Mr. Park
Douglas appeared at Eleventh Street
and Jackson Avenue. 1t was the time
and the place the mysterious lady
Mr.. Park couldn't for the life OF him
Cecide whether she was one of the tall
blondes or one Of the petite brunettes
had specified.
There was no one in sight but an
unlnteresting male. Disposing OF the
male person with single glance, Mr..
Park anxiously scanned the horizon for
his lady. Drat it, weren't they always
late?
The uninteresting male drew near
end tried to make conversation. Mr..
Park was in such fiutter that his re-
sponses were not only brief but absent
minded.
Isn't your name Park" the fellow
wanted to know.
Yes murmured the wholesale
swain, paying no particular attention
u question or questioner.
y cure waiting for some one?"
yes"
Know me-"
"Yes-that is, no."
"I'm Captain Graham, of the S,h
Branch Detective Bureau. want you
10 take q walk with me-
Thanks; but ant. I'm waiting.
I've an appointment"
Mr.. Park was still talking about his
important business at Eleventh Street
and Jackson Avenue when he arrived at
the bureau. lie talked about il until
he saw a sample of Captain Graham
bold handwriting. Some Of his impetu-
Gus letters, he was informed, had been
turned over 10 the police, and de-
tcctiyes had been seeking him in vain
until Graham hit on the appointment
rusc.