The Monticellonian., 1901-09-13
NEW YORK'S MIDAtR CLUBS.
Novel Feature Of Business Life in the Great Eastern Me-
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Mr. Cleveland Moffett, turning from the consideration of steep.e-climbing, bridge building and other Careers ot Danger and Daring" deyotes an illus trated article in Century to an account of what he calls the Mid-Air clubs of New York, which are used principally by business men as lunchrooms.
 Suppose we leave our toil of the morning, our business scheming, and try what the mid-air clubs can do for us. 4 few blocks above the post office rises the Central Bank building, gray granite mass piled up 16 stories over the street and capped by a wide corniee so high that, why, when you look uP at it-bend your head farther back it seems to sway out uns steadily. We shall be lunching presently just above that corniee
 Tt is better already, as we turn inte the marblecolumned corridor; the outer dazzle is subdued; and as the, rapid car bears us upward we feel $. welcome downrush of cool air There Is no stop-this is the members car; and nine, 12. 15. here we are in the Arltwright club, one that is we'll wortk studying.
 And first for a table in the south west corner of the large dinine-room, if we may secure one, for here is the finest outlook. A big place. as spacious as ballroom and borne upimposingly by white columns; walls finished rest fully in green-that is, what walls there are, for on three sides we look out over the city through continuous windows with single panes five feet square! Now turn to the left. then. slowly to the right. An! splendid. isn't it? We are so high that all else seems beneath us, and the view sweeps free from river to river, and far down the bay.
 "There is the Brooklyn bridge with strings of doll cars trailing over it There are the spindle piles of Newspa- per row, once counted lofty. And straight to the south cuts the deep. gloomy canyonof Broadway, a narrow cleft between gray and red precipices, in the depths of which we can make out the silent wriggling shapes of men and horses. Away to the north stretch es the wide Hudson. and on a. clear day we can follow it from Grants tomb wonder down through it's spreading mouth to the mass of Staten Island. And see the river craft What quiet pleasure there is in watching them, the drifting barges, the laden schooners, the fat ferry boats plying in and out, with white foam streaking their wake, all comfortable. one feels, out in the cool, wet river! There goes liner steaming lazily-one of the ocean racers, says the waiter, who knows them all by their tunnels. Yes. even the walters yield 10 the charm of this place, and one of them stayed his table setting long enough to tell me how it fills him with awe, sir, every evening when the sun dips suddenly in golden splendor there behind the | Orange mountains. And he described the look of fairyland that the Jersey shore takes on with all the electric lights twinkling along it's water front What q contrast, I reflected, between this man with a soul above his napkin and walters down on the street who never see the river or the hills. who never uo hytHlnS put hustle pIateS ID redhot rooms and bawl out orders!
 This Arllwright club (named of course, after Sir Richard of spinning jenny fame) does for men in the whole sale dry goodstrade what similar clubs do for men in a dozen other trades. There are the Drug club, the Wool club. the Hardware club, the Merchants club, the Aldine association, the Mid day club, the Transportation club. the Fulton cub, the Business Woman's club, and various others. all unique ir this, that they have been lifted to the top of very high buildings"