New Britain herald., 1914-04-18
Saw Themselves in New York.
 (New York PreSS)

saw IhemSelVeS Ill NeW lOTA.
 (New York Press.)
 Wall, wherell we go first off, now we're here in Moo York? ?"
 Bill asked the question as he stepped out of the Grand Central terminal, removed his brand new sombrero and mopped his perspiring brow.
 Jake suggested drink. Ike thought they had better "try and git put up at some boarding house"
 Bill and Jake and Ike were all the way from New Mexico. They had real money in their pockets, real thirst where it belonged and a real desire to see city life as they had so long read about 1t.
 Some different from Albuquerque,' commented Bill.
 Tt shore is,'' responded Ike. Jake said he couldn't talk much more without liquidating. That was their introduction into New York
 They wandered to Long Acre square, looked over the Knicker- booker and, being solemnly assured by one of the men in uniform that it was a "first-class boarding-house," " they put up'' there.
 Now, Bill and Jake and Ike were neither rubes nor desperadoes. With their sombreros off and their hair we'll spat down they were quite pre- sentable and far healthier type of manhood than usually flutters about the White Lights. After dinner they went out to look about bit. Almost every block one of them would ex- ,1e,iy oly hi iC burg!'
 Tt shore is!'' was the invariable reply that was made by the other members of the trio.
 They wandered into the vestibules of many of the theaters and studied the photographs there displayed with considerable interest. Where some of the musical comedies were playing and photogra phs of long rows of more or less dainty damsels in more or less raiment were to be seen, they would take a f1eeting glimpse, look about rather bashfully, solemnly wink at each other and saunter away with an attempt at nonchalance,, again whispering to each other, Some burg. this.''
 We're here to see the sights" said
 
 This looks like a pretty good theater with all these lights; let's go in and see them pictures of city life.'' They agreed to this, and soon the three were seated together in one of the big Broadway moving picture houses. They got in too late to see the an- nouncement of just what that particu- lar reel was to be, but as they looked
  picture of a rather dreary set of buildings amid dreary level surround ings. In the background were some giant cacti, while one or two lazy greasers sauntered out of one of the buildings and sat down in the shade, where they proceeded to roll cigar cites with one hand.
 "I'm a son-of-a- gun if that ain't that greaser Lorno!" exclaimed Ike in great surprise.
 "It shore is Wall I'll be -" Fortunately something else was thrown on the screen at that moment that prevented Jake from finishing his breezy observation. Ike, Bill and Jake stepped out of one of the build ings in this picture, gave some com mand to the three greasers and stood chatting moment until their horses were brought. Then they leaped into the saddles and dashed away!
 The real Ike, Bill and Jake, sitting in the audience and watching them selves mounting their own horses on their own ranch near La Joya, in New Mexico, were too much overcome with surprise to make any remarks. They watched the picture through and then went out.
 That photographer chap who was out to La Joya last summer must have been makin' movin' pictures" said Bill, huskily..
 "He shore must,'' said Ike.
 And to think We come all the way to Moo York just to see ourselves in a movin' picture show!' said Jake, disgustedly.. You bet,i couldn't hap pen anywhere but in New York;