The Washington herald., 1917-02-15
New York, Day y Day
D o. O MelNTYnE.

epecAal Corrsood<st Of fhs Wuesaefou Be<sld.
New York. Feb. IA little. shabby,
cheerful woman. young In years. but old
In grinding days, sits wedged inside the
pigeon-hole OF newsstand on lower
Broadway. Her eyes move as sourrfel
moves In his revoline cage and her smile
ts ike the sun upon the field.
For twenty years she has been there
selling her papers so that all may read
Of war and peace. charlatsns and Ae-
trcsses blase with the worlds stupidities.
Bankers and merchants know her and
she always throws IN a smile for good
measure for every purchaser
The last two weeks her smile has been
saddened and her face depicts poignant
srief-such as only a mother can have
The postmsn passed her place the other
morning. spoke few pleasant words and
threw her long blue letter.
She could neither spell nor write but
she held Il trembiingly In her fingers
That night she took II to her soroid at
tic UP six flights OF stairs and called
nelehbor stri TO come and read u TO
her.
She had felt In one of the corners the
hard metal tag and she knew what il
was but still she hoped The letter was
opened and read; Killed in action In
France" II was her son.
He used to stand outside her cheese
shaped space and help hts mother. A
year ago she decided that he must 60
back home and fight She would stay
on in her little stand and work and hope
and pray.
Amelia Bingham Is to lose her home
on Riverside Drive II is the place that
New Workers. show their friends from
Duluth or Seattle on account Of It's
unique statuary Around the ledges
So
Beethoven and others
The house itself does not attract any
attention but by the simple expeoient OF
putting out statues II has become the
best known house on the Drive. Mrs
Bingham has carried unique advertising
into her home life with great skill
She has lost a fortune In Wall Street
since the death of her husband. Lloyd
( Bingham, In christians- She prospered
while he was alive but when he passed
on her fortune was swept away. She Is
now preparing to return to the stage.
| attended a dance at a hotel where I
| used to live when first came 20 New
York the other night There was forty
piece orchestra and all the guests were
| Tossed Up like a gathering at court.
once q year ] essay . fox trot and I
/ asked the musicians 10 play the "Cradls
| tuneful OF all. A young lady who Appar-
I entity hadn't much TO live for anyway
| consented 70 dance with me.
And when the music started up We
| started out on the smooth surface OF the
| ball room. Just when I wsS getting TO
the point where I thought It would be
utter folly for Vernon Castle 10 return 10
this country unless he expected 10 so to
work, there was . crash.
| looked behind me and saw that had
upset a table of dishes. I turned around
and the young lady was sadly eyeing a
\ pair Of silver slippers I had spoiled But
read on. The worst is yet TO come I.
wasn't fox trot the orchestra was play
/ ing but a waltz. Now I know why every
| one was looking at me.
| 4 comedian in an effort 70 be funny
grabbed his partner on the stage OF
Broadway theater the other night and
began to strike him. He looked out over
his shoulder and shouted: Imitation OF
| Harry Thaw." man in the audience
arose and said: You actors wonder why
| the stage loses respect. You have just
degraded IT, To poke fun at a man who
may be insane and who at least is 20 he
pitied l. as cruel as IL is idiotic" And he