Trapping the Flirts.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVII, Issue 5, 31 January 1912, Page 44

Trapping the Flirts.

That town on the western seaboard of the States which bears the seraphic name of Los Angeles seems bent on capturing fame by book or by crook. It not only runs Sacramento hard for luxury, and San Francisco for inventiveness in crime, but it aspires to a record reputation to the ingenuity of its methods of repression. Its chief of police does not bear tbe romantic name of Sebastian for nothing, though he seeks to justify it more by the novelty of his devices than by giving countenance to the tender passion. Lately, as our readers may remember, he instituted a fascinating female detective to entrap male “flirts,” and she only failed because she incurred the wrath and finger-nails of her victims’ lady relatives. And we need no Californian town to tell us what the fair sex is capable of when it enters on the "rampage” in any force of numbers. With all the address of an okl tactician, Mr. Sebastian has concluded that what is too sauey for the goose may possibly be a garnish for the gander. He has now let loose a masculine official whom the gossips describe as an absolute Adonis, “dressed to kill.” This consummation of manly garb and graces sallies daily out upon the streets to draw the gushing advances and the “goo-goo eyes” of the other sex, and any who show a coming-on disposition are promptly taken off. We fear us that the ruse is too transparent; in vain is the net spread in sight of the wary bird. It is more than probable that Adonis will encounter tbe same liorde of harpies who drove the last decoy back to her lair. There is really, no pleasing some folks.