The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-10-27
LIVE TOPICS amour row.

The iaxen haired baby girl knelt beside
its mother on the seat OF a Sixth avenue
elevated car and while the mother read an
evening paper the younEster fattened its
nose against the window and gazed in
silent wonder at the houses flying by. A
brennan in uniform entered the car at Fifty
ninth street n sat a few feet from the
baby. Flaxenhair straightaway deserted
the joys OF the passing show to climb on
hands n knees over to the greater wonders
OF the flreman's uniform. As the fireman
put his arm around the child and began
to talk baby talk to it the grin OF pleasure
on his face outshone the CLEAN, OF his nickel
buttons. The mother saw that the baby
was in good hands and with a smile turned
again to her paper. At Forty-second
street a fat police sergeant entered and
sat between Flaxenhair and its mother.
The child with a crow Of delight instantly
deserted the fireman for the more splendid
white and gold cap n gold buttons OF
the sergeant and climbed aboard his knee.
The humbled fireman sat glumly with
lowered head and scowled at the floor.
One day OF each month is Chinese day at
the Grand Central Station. At least. there
are 30 many Chinese there that it wears
an Oriental appearance. The occasion
is the departure for Hongkong by way OF
the monthly steamers from Vancouver
Of a body of Cinnamon coming from all
along the Atlantic coast. On Tuesday last
$50 went. II was a holiday crowd, larger
than usual. but little excited, going home
to arrive in plenty Of time for the Chinese
the frst % February. The majority were
going back TO stay, but many were simply
of for a holiday visit. Some wore the
straight Chinese costume, others were
Queueless Americans and still others had
a combination of American trousers, Chinese
fitting). Mr.. and Mrs. Ling Dick Of Phila-
delphia, attired exactly alike, with baby
Ling, topped with a crown that would
have beftted an emperor, rolled up to the
station in a carriage and were FOLLOWER
by several porters carrying their luggage.
There's one thing it'salmost impossible to
beg, buy or even steal in the whole city Of
New York-and that's a handful Of fresh
grass, " said an a apartment dweller. Il had
a parrot given to me last spring to keep
while its owner was abroad. | was in
structed always to have fresh grass in the
bottom Of the cage Well, all summer
I've stolen a daily handful Of grass from
Central Park, taking care to choose a differ
ent location as often as possible so that the
same caretaEer wouldn't be apt to notice
me. 1 q nave a utWSBdD pei III NY lHflu dIlal
manage to slip a handful Of grass between
the folds. / tell you I've had a hard time
Of il.
Every now and then l come across an
advertisement which reads. You ran buy
anything in New York if you only know
where To goforit.' Now. this isn't SO, for you
can't buy grass. I've tried the dairy farm
people and the markets, but it's no use.
I've had to steal grass all summer and
am only hoping the parrots ownCrn come
hack bcfo ore snow flies.
"It's pity some e%nterprising poet doesn't
immOrtalize The Metropolitan Blacksmith
said an observing New Yorker as ho watched
a pair Of horses being led down an incline
into the basement of a high stopped, brown
stone house, where a full iedged blacksmith
shop was in active operation. Several
horses were already lined up waiting their
turn to he shod and the forge was going
at full blast.
Il fancy it would make as interesting
reading as The Village Blacksmith The
setting might be a trife different. but poetic
license could easily adjust the difference
between a spreading elm and an electric
light pole to the satisfaction, of every one.
These basement blacksmith shops are
%springing up in the most surprising places,
and many n very decent block has been
spoiled by the appearance Of a big horse
shoe sign hanging from what was formerly
the front parlor window"
At the close Of the morning service in a
S~eventy-ninth street church those MEM
bers of the congregation who fingered to
exchange friendly greetings were treated
TO a nice exhibition Of masculine patience.
They saw a man tie a woman veil. II
was a sight worth waiting for. II took
him just eight minutes by the clock to do it.
The w@nan was tall and the man short,
and while she bent and ducked he balance
himself on his tiptoes and tilted back
ward and forward and sideways in his
effort to adjust the veil becomingly. At
last after much arduous toll he succeeded
in draping it to his own and the woman's
satisfaction. Then he asked for the pins
TO fasten il in place.
-Merciful goodness" calculated the
woman.
What is the matter?" asked the man.
What shall ! do2" she walled. They
are in my mouth. | can get at them.
You'll have to take the veil Off
Being in church, the man did not say
much. He took the veil off but it was noted
by the interested observers that he did not
put il on again.