The Washington herald., 1918-10-12
By o. o. MCINTYRE

New York. Oct. u.-Ten years ago
she occupied one Of the most eXpen-
sive Louis-Quinze suites in a marble
facaded deluxe hotel on Fifth avenue.
She was the hostess at tea parties TO
which an invitation was a social
badge OF distinction.
And the other morning one block
away on sixth avenue a patrol wagon
backed up and from the dark crannies
OF a chiropodist's shop on the second
floor brought forth flat chested,
babhling woman, with eyes afire from
drugs. who tore at her hair. screeched
vile oaths and clawed like a ugress.
1t was the same woman who ten
years ago was a social queen. Drugs
wrought the transformation and sent
her away from Fifth avenue to the
next block, Sixth. 1t was Fannie
Hurst who once said that one city
block and a social chasm deeper than
the city block is long, separated the
shiny serge Of Sixth avenue from the
shiny silk OF Fifth avenue.
Fifth avenue and Sixth lying paral-
lei represent two distinct worlds and
yet they rub shoulder blades. From
the rear window OF a mauve-colored
art dealers shop. where thirty canvas
inches of Corot landscape rivals in
price thirty feet of Fifth avenue
acreage, one may look into the ash
cans and windows of Madam Epstein's
shop where slightly used gowns are
sold.
Back of a famous hotel facing Fifth
avenue, which specializes in SO a por-
ton diamond-back terrapin and altar
Of redheaded duckling. there is
vinegar smelling delicatessen shop
specializing in dill pickles, limoerger
cheese and salted herring.
The society comedy drinks tea round
the corner from the tenement tragedy
of a child being born with no name
and crooked back. A toothless
Hedda Gabler throws herself before
the black rush OF a subway express
and within the train a Juvenile slips
his hand into the muff Of the blond
ingenue and their blood dances at the
meeting of finger tips.
No two worlds were more distinct.
The famous diva in her old rose
suite juggles coloratura trills as
iridescent as soap bubbles and across
the block the corpulent delicatessen
dealer huns as he plunges down into
the barrel Of brine for warty pickles.
When DR.. Osler suggested that
persons past a certain age were
ripe for the ether cone he was
right, in isolated instances, at least
A traveller from the Midwest
rushed up to a gold-braided door
man OF ancient vintage, who is re-
leasing a husky for war work, in
front of a gilded Broadway caravan
sary and shouted: MY man, what
hotel is this?''
Methuselah's eyelids fIuttered and
then hobbling into the revolving door
shouted: Just wait a minute and III
go in and see.''
Two Of the most substantial props OF
the American drama have been lost to
it-Frankie Bailey. accompanied by
her internationally celebrated legs, has
gone into trade and is a saleswoman
in cigar store in the Flatiron Build
ing. Miss Bailey is the worlds best
known chorus girl In the way Of
scenic attractiveness she did as much
for the old Weber and Fields shows
as Urban does for the modern musical
show.
Miss Bailey took a Job in the post
offce some time ago, but was recalled
TO the drama. Now she believes that
she VIII remain IN trade-thus per-
mitting sordid commercialism to smite
me drama terrific wallop.
wounded young Canadians are
flocking to New York for jobs and
as the result the visitor to Gotham
may have his ice water, his morning
paper or telegram brought to him by
heroes with more than one gold stripe
on the sleeve. The boys are taking
jobs as bellooys. the shortage being
acute and jobs in demand. They are
already at the Waldorf. Ritz. Astor.
and ST. Regis. answering the call of
Front"