The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1917-09-16
Dear Journal Family:

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Whenever life is not pressing toe
hard on my heels, I run across the
street to the New York public library
and read the Pensacola Journal, anc
whenever I do, always have a sort
of homesick longing-and my heart
/, goes back to "the bunch"
I have been in New York nearly
three months, and hope to remain
some time longer, as life is most in
teresting in this wonderful city.
am most pleasantly situated, as I am
making my home in a large apart
ment house of which Miss Martha
Ross is in charge, where the surround
ings are delightful. A part of this
four-story building, formerly one of
New York's handsome residences, is
given over to the use of the public
| library, which has a lunch room on
the first floor and several other rooms
for the service of their large staff of
women. AS the house is situated at
26 West Fortieth street, just half a
block from Fifth Avenue, it is con-
sidered one of the most desirable To-
cations in town, and this fact gives to
the tenants permanency which lends
home" atmosphere refreshing to
one who had not expected anything
of the kind in this big city.
Housed here are writer's, interior
decorators, artists, rowing picture
actresses, ETC., charming family of
people, all eagerly engaged in making
the most of some gift or opportunity.
My own small nest in the house is
a place of rest, quiet and exceeding
comfort, overlooking a lovely old gar
den, over the latticed wall of which
wisteria climbs and where birds sing,
grass grows and shrubs flower. Here
there lives one of those quaint old
New York characters, who might
have stepped from the pages of one
of Dickens novels, and of whom l
shall write you some day
Besides managing the apartment
house, Miss Ross and her partner in
success, Mrs. Tina McLennen, conduct
charming little tea room in the
basement think every other base
ment in New York houses one of
these refugees from noise and confus
ion, where one may get lunch and
sometimes dinner for comparatively
small sum. The Studio Tea Room, as
this is known, is one of the most pop
ular in the city, partly for its conven-
fence TO Fifth Avenue, and partly be-
cause it is just across the street from
the many years that Miss Ross and
Mrs McLennen have served the pub
lie they have drawn about them a
clientele, owing to the beauty of the
rooms. the charming atmosphere that
rervadeS, and the very good meals
that are served.
1t is known as the Studio Tea Room
because Miss McLennen is an artist,
and its inception was her str.:o on
Fifth Avenue. That is another inter
esting story l shall write some day.
In the tea room | constantly meet
Pensacola people, for whom Miss
Ross is a lodestone. Mrs. E. j. Will
son is now a guest of Miss Ross. and
other Pensacolians who have been
much in the house this summer are
Mr. and Mrs. w. H. Knowles. Miss
Jane Knowles, Mrs, joseph Seligman,
LIT. and Mrs. VIII Wright, Mrs.
Eleanor O'Leary, Dora Sullivan, Jodie
Sullivan, Fannie Kehoe, Minnie Ke-
hoe, Bessie Lindenstruth, Miss Henri
Nicholson, ada White). Nellie Cra-
vey Gilmore and Mary Gilmore. Eu-
nice Thompson Geiger and Mrs.
George A. Berry. Other Pensacolians
l have met since coming to New York
are Mrs. Walter Higgins and Marcia,
Mr.. George Howe, Miriam Blount
Craig, Anna Lamar, Doris Merritt,
Elizabeth Fisher.
Mrs. George A. Berry has taken
me under her wing in the most de-
lightful way since l have been here.
She spent a part of June in New
York at the Manhattan Hotel, and
gave her entire time to going about
with me and acquainting me with the
big town, and again | was her guest
in July at the Somerville Hotel. One
of the pleasures of that visit was a
tour of Dukes Farm, owned by the
tobacco multimillionaire, and one of
the show places of America. 1t ex-
tends over an area of fortv-two miles,
understand, and when we visited it,
miles of crimson rambler roses drap-
ing brick walls and wide spaces,
groves of great trees and poisoning
shrubs and velvety grass gave one
an abiding sense of the goodness of
God in creating so much of beauty.
The Jersey country. lovely at all
times, is at it's best in June and I
have had automobile trips from New
York to Somerville twice with Mrs.
Berry in her car, and also been to
New Brunswick and several other
Jersey towns. One of the interesting
points I visited with Mr.. and Mrs
Berry was the famous old Tufts Col
lege.
But / think the most beautiful
country I have visited since I have
been in New York is in Westchester
county, where at White Plains. I was
the guest for the weekend of Miss