The sun., 1908-08-23

I untainted, OF fnitieu In which broods the
sentiment of the grave and academic. OF
repose and absence from the strain and roar
| In the streets beneath--theso rare QUANTITIES
endear the spot to the oontemplative mind.
| The College Of the City Of New York 10
noble eroup of dark field stone and white
terra Gotta. the central tower OF which
burns ouriotsly In the sunlight or fades IN
the shade OF the clouds. And the New York
University on University Heights. The
Bronx with it's Hall Of Fame. stir the pulse
OF the Bronx Park, the Speedway. OF the
immense tracts Of developed territory and
wide boulevards in upper New York, soon
10 become the homes Of the thousands who
lam the subways, surface roads and ele-
yated railways--a monotonous mob going
south In the morning. north at night. O mob
Of which We are all members-over this
region we cannot speculate. We expect
some time TO see streets and terraces in the
air to relieve the crowded surface trafio.
Cosmopolisl A Cosmopolis never dreamed
Of by Stendhal
When the softer and richer symphony OF
tho night arrives, when the jarring Of your
eoo by innumerable racking noises has
ceased, when the city 10 preparing to forget
the toiling daytime. then the magic OF the
place begins to operate. That missing soul
Of New York peeps forth in the nocturnal
transfiguration. Not on Broadway, hoN-
ever, with its thousand lights and lies. NOT
in opera houses. theatres or restaurants.
but on some perch Of vantage from which
the nocturnal scene In all it's mysterious
melancholy beauty may be studied. You
see a cluster Of blazing lights at the West
Side Circle, q ladder Of fire tho pivot.
Further down fheatreiand dazzles with It's
tongues Of fame. Literally pit. white
hot. Across In the COOL shadows are the
level lines Of twinlling points Of the Brook
lyn and Williamsburg bridges. There is
always the sense Of waters not far away.
All the hotels from the Majestic and Plaza
to tho Belmont and Manhattan are tier upon
tier starry with illumination. -The night
hath a thousand eyes surely applies to
Gotham after sundown. Fifth and Madison
avenues are long shafts Of blush white
electric globes. The new monoliths burn.
as II to q fire god, votive offerings; while
the Metropolitan tower. whom still thing
of bare steel poles. was furnished with q
cruoiform light that was high enough
to be seen in New Jersey. Fifth avenue
mansions seem snow driven In the moon
uBnt. LILO byha6O8uO Nv NoNOhSy eAAs>~
street and Fifth avenue. half Byzantine.
half Moresque. as 1t lies sleeping in the
rays Of the moonlight might be mistaken
for an Asiatic mosque. The Park, as II
liauefied, flows in plastic rhythns, lake
Of velvety foliage. mezzotint dividing the
East from the West. Sudden furnace bon
fires leap up from the Brooklyn side; they
are purely commercial; you look for
paf MI md he
Bay are operatic. the setting for some
thrilling fairy spectacle. Obi the dim
scattered plain Of granite housetops, like
some petrifed cemetery OF immemorial
Titans. New York at night loses its New
World aspect; 1t wears tho patina Of time.
II is city exotic. semi -barbario. the fantasy
OF an Eastern sorcerer mad enough to evoke
from forgotten sea, the Lost Atlantis.