The Birmingham age-herald., 1915-06-08
No. 2-Come into the roof garden, Maud; and, Maud dear, be sure to bring your sense of hum0r with you.

sense of humOr with you.
 Permit me. ladies and gentlemen, first of all, to introduce you to the atmos- phere-the atmosphere of a real New York roof garden. which Is 10 per cent soft June air, and 10 per cent gold June twilight, and a large per cent of hign hung lanterns. and the music of hidden mechanical birds, swinging under the tangle of paper wistaria 50 feet above, between guarding panes of glass into which shine the electric signs of The Great White Way" plus a few stars of ! Broadway.
 there, too; it is a majestic something that keeps a distance east of the cham pagne bucket and goes out upon the dancing space-not at all.
 The thing that Is really lacking at the proverbial New York roof garden Is a sense of humor.
 You won't find 10 people with a really good laugh in their systems during a , whole evening on a New York roof gar den.
 A sense of humor of course is never Wtii leu ntltt PeOple SCdH lHt lltilu lOO often and the wine list too long. to allow Miss Sense of Humor" to get upon Its basic legs.
 Either a pretty slim young thing with a big red bow widowed man of 50, who has more cents than sense (of humor), the kind that promises to stand ready to be refuge and protection If you ever need him-they are always like that when they are 50 in years and waist measure.
 Do look at that hideous gown" says the pretty slim young thing. She's all sliced up where she should be careful and all punched around where she should be coming out !"
 But do you know" says 50 of years and waist measure, tits terribly appeal ing
 You look around and find he's right, because everything on New York roof garden is appealing. from the little white and green match stands to the wide span ming arches of red, white and blue lights. Sometimes it is an appeal for silence, sometimes it is an appeal for laughter but often it is an appeal for l help
 Terribly appealing is the soft melange | of the Cherry Sisters" wound about in i their yard or so of silk. their wide com pretending eyes, their wider and less comprehending mouths with a generous space for rouge Appealing is the little foot that waits the tango" appealing, too. is the little figure that dances and whirls and swirls to the deafening music | of the big brass band.
 | Among the most typical New York roof | gardens are the Jardin de Danse (the New | VArlr o.ln To ot Biltmore, "The Strand" Castles in the Ar" and the "ziegfeld Frolics," atop the 1 New Amsterdam theatre. These present the best in the fullest | sense of spectacular dancing-both the 1 dancing of the professional and those who try to do likewise-if they can. 1 The beautiful Samya and Monsieur All bert at the Jardin de Danse, Maurice | and Walton at "The Cascades" Vernon and Irene Castle at Castles in the Air, and equally as wonderful dancers al many other places.
 The 50-mile look you'll find at any of | these roofs
 Let me explain that 1t is the look the people from out of town have; they can't hide it. even people no further away than the Bronx hide 1t very badly, the "born in the blood people, those who | seem to be a part of the place, are | those who live in the hotel opposite or | in the apartment just around the corner l or at best more than five blocks | away. CThis doesn't include Judy O'Grady l who dances up stairs on the roof of the garden of children's and husbands cloth | ing swinging in the breze off perfectly | good back alley. It is those places about | Broadway where the sound of a taxi | is personal.
 | And now the band begins to play, its towering figure of the conductor clad in | fla laav {,, | geous foliage, which may or may moi l be false, but which Is extremely much 1 like asparagus, gone to seed. Up and down goes the baton of the important looking gentleman and sideways goes the head and the bow of the dago-lool<ing little violinist, and up and down goes the heaving chest of the perspiring cor netist, while the De Chaunceys and the De Vans of Yonkers and F'latbush drift out upon the floor and the aesthetic | -four hundred' (who are only aware of | that part of their bodies where rests money in stock and bond values, the breast bone where hangs the priceless pearls, the waist line girdled with stom- archers of wonderful gems, and fingers glasses with Tiffany encirced fingers) wait a second, for to be late is to be fashionable-to be hestitant is to be naughty.
 Some day we will have a floor like this put in the blue room of our country place on Long Island,' Mrs. Millionaire says, decisively. at a table nearby. From another floats note of com. plaint like this: q left the pudding ir the stove and know 1t will burn; and, of mercy, the canary hasn't been fed"'
 T feel like such an idot," says one oi the Miss Van Aliens at still another ta. ble, when the music stops and they
 make a noise like rice in a seive and the
 poor old drum just keeps moaning ant
 humping"
 Isn't it adorable here,' says a silly lit
 tie thing. We are having wonderful
 
 kodaking and outdoor games were en
 joyed. picnic luncheon was served a ! noon. MT. and Mrs. Harry Hillhouse ant Mir. and Mrs. W. c. Carr were chaper
 ones.
 Mrs. A. l.. Gaston will be hostess to tn,
 members of the Senior Forty-two clul this afternoon.
 |, MT. and Mrs. J. C. Hammille of Jack sonville, Fla, are visiting MT. and Mrs Fred Hammille in Fairview.
 Mrs James Culpepper is visiting i
 Pensacola, Fla.