The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1904-10-09

for $40 q week. more tribe when YOU arc
treated like one OF the family and hear
nothing. absolutely nothing, but the French
conyersa zone and s'ch b ysTsazo on
topics you viii hear discussed-you VIII
hear much to your advantage. You will
learn, and there Is the win ordinaire, too
1t is Of the best. like the conversazione.'
1t ID the typical interior OF the cheap
table d'hote which looks well only when
the friendly gas is lighted.
You turn next into the emporium OF art,
where In the basement tubs OF water stand
about, the atmosphere is thick and pow
derry, and limbs In various stages OF dis
location lie about nonchalantly. From the
shelves upstairs Apollos, Mercurys, Cupids.
Psyches, and all the Who's Who's OF an.
tiquity do not change expression at your
Much strolling about the streets OF New
York may have rubbed off the first fine edge
Of your enthusiasm. But you are In
terested in learning that it was the father
OF the present proprietor who made the
death mask OF President Garneid, ana that
making death masks Is lucrative part OF
'n sT 9"i must be made six hours after
death, twelve at the latest, is bit OF the
weird information he volunteers. Then,
but become warped. Do / find It un-
pleasant? 1t means nothing. could not
make a mask Of one / knew, but on the
stranger 1t Is no more than working from
the models we import from the Louvre
nothing more
He shows plaster cast Of mans brain
and also odd deformed limbs, which speciality
he includes in his mission to furnish copies
OF antiques to an art loving world. Cesar
find himself in strange company. .,.
In another downstairs shop, little
woman who is still young and must once
have been pretty talks with freedom
which seems strange to Anglo-Saxon
aWby do 40 msny OF OUT people como
here? We can make more money! and then
some Of us have to come. There are
reasons
Surely not you, madame, you did not
AZ eloped. My grandparents with whom
| 7 live refuse. / run away. We como to
America. We think to make our fortunes
and, in year at most, return to be forgiven.
never return. We make some money at
first, then 1t Is stolen and now we begin all
over again. The grandparents are long
since dead. II would be strange that home
going. CHESS now we stay for good.
1t Is only an ordinary story OF an expa.
triate, hut 1t sounds pathetic, pnnctuated
as 1t Ia by the cheerful Bon1our which
madame exchanges now and then with her
G stomers who como in get the Figaro, 10
Courier des Etdts-Unis or some other PERI
| odical.
at is true "a you say," she resumes, that
the FreaIch people In New York know how
to live more cheaply. We dc, not eat 40
much meat, and then the working classes
It, the German and the Irish thirty, forty
cents Gay. The Frenchman, no matter
how poor, has his wine two or three times
day, but we have the good vim ordinaire
that We get by the gallon cheap: Even
Just as the Americans drink ice water
She Is proud only when she speaks OF
her SON. He is 10, has taken scholar
ship, speaks three languages and Is now
HdbyirG ts fe sb rah ia ustv as one on tho
Seine. There are old moth eaten treasures
carefully covered by Madames fingers
and few new ones, with pale yellow covers
and red letters. There is large array
Frenchmen use to let you know that tho
re s9se' word eG e 4mu.e d Aa Hadame show:
them modestly; to her they represent .
II trade ID be nasy than
the post cards on another counter where
gauzy gowned ladies toy with cigarettes
and smile seductively at gentlemen IN top
hats. You cannot help wondering Why the
has avoided this locality. But did the
censor OF morals ply his profession here,
no one would be more surprised thar
| Madame.
Luncheon is taken at a typical French
restaurant. The menu is very like that Of
hundreds Of others scattered about the city
which lure the curious and impecun1ous,
but the cooking and service remove II by
many stages And yet the place Is vacant,
except for Jesuit priest who eats steadily
through the bill Of fare.
Then, when time points a warning hand,
you end up your tour with the English
| physician who combines surgery, medicine
and drug selling In a lucrative whole. Hq
knows this queer locality Like book, and
it is book of strange people and adven-
ures as he tells it. His own story 70 not
the least interesting He was with Carl
baldi, was once a physician in one Of New
York's fashion able localities, from which
he was driven by the impossibility Of max
ing Cresus pay his bills. In this obscure
corner Of the city he is making money On
cash payments.
These are only few Of the queer places
and queer people right in the heart OF Now
York.