The Washington herald., 1918-01-07

Special Correspondent Of The Washington HerlII
New York, Jan. 5.-As Samuel Pepys
would record in his dairy: Up betimes
and found the city in the grip Of
the worst cold spell in a half century
and many are in dire want for coal
and clothing. which seems Q great
city.
To a luncheon where there was
great talk Of a high city official who
has fallen in i'll repute and it seems
that every one believes the tales
against him yet l cannot believe them
at all albeit 1 know little of politics
And a California man made a
prophecy that Sir Hiram johnson
would be the next President and
Charles Hanson Towne, the poet. was
there in the highest pitch of mirth
and his mimicall tricks the best ever
l saw in especial his story OF the
rough old miner who tried 10 talk
without swearing in the prcs.nrc of
the dominic.
Through the town by coach and
saw Charles Dillingham; I'm his cap
tain's uniform and ChanninE Pollock.
the play writer. in a great fur-coat
and met X. c. Boston, who showed
me long letter he hath received from
Sir Charles Chaplin, who wishes to
buy a yacht but fears it would he in
bad taste in war time.
Home and find my wife, poor wretch,
distraught over the loss of a neck
piece of fur and came Mistress Smith
to tell OF having lost a gold thimhle
In street car and of advertising in
the public journals for il and having
some twenty thimbles returned
which made me hopeful OF having
enough fur shortly for fur coat.
At night to see Mr.. Ziegfcld's new
roof show which begins at midnight
and saw many gay blades Of the
town and Mistress Olive Thomas was
present with her new husband Jack
Pickford, Mistress Nary's brother,
looking radiant. And there was Eva
Tanguay wearing the largest bonnet
ever 1 saw. To an apOthecary for a
beaker of frosted chocolate and so
home and to bed.
The old and well-known ballad.
Keep the Home Fires Burning" al
last has lost its music. In New York
1t is no longer a song, it's a desperate
shrek. Among the ashes of every
mans home or shack are to be found
the relics of things which once clut-
tered up the old home.
Here and there one hears the rip
and crash of a forgotten relatives
picture. which is skidded into the
midnight of the hungry open fire. Lit
tie Willie's ancient and sffell-hattered
toys are slammed into the trick heat
er, and everywhere there is an atmos-
phere indicating that anything may
go il the coal fails TO arrive.
Pessimists whose eardrums have
been tortured for years have adjusted
phonograph so they fit any furnace,
and some of the loudest records ever
recommended by the singer have
given the flames of the multitude heat
and endurance. Golf clubs disappear
in a most mysterious manner from
talk infested country homes, and
hardly a celluloid collar glistens to-
day in the great Metropolis.
Nothing is safe. Old receipts, Ger
man flags, telephone books, self
starters, coats-of-arms, grass carpets.
brown derbies, ChristmaB neckties
and hand-embroidered shirts all go
into the open NAV. For New York
must be kept hot under the collar.
Subdued tango feet have resulted
from the war. The noise of the jazz
is as raucous in the gilded dansants
and there are just as many OF the
rougishly rouged and buoyantlS
bunned females, but there is a great
paucity of men. They are of to the
wars. In seven vaudeville theaters
this week interpretive. Greek and
folk dancers were featured. They are
exponents of Mordkin. Chalif. Paw
Iowa and Duncan. Nearly all modern
ballroom dancing acts have been cam
celed. War caused a nation to express
itself more sensibly even in dancing,
II would seem