The Washington herald., 1919-09-08
NEW YORK CITY
Day-By-Day
By O. O. MCINTYRE

New York, Sept. IA page from
the diary of a modern Samuel
Pepys: Up late and my lasiness
ues trouble me. Louis Lee Arms
allied and in a high humour, Mis-
ress Arms. who is Miss Mae Marsh
4 the cinemas. having been
'rought to bed of a fine child. All
he neighbors out to see a petrol
)uggy that crashed against a tram
>illar and was wrecked and three
we're killed and l. am more resolved
han ever never to buy the horren-
ious contraption.
At my desk to make an account
of my debts and they grow heavier
each week. My wife seemed very
pretty today in white pIeated
skirt and blue coat. This day l
tried to read Sir Harold 3. wright's
book but could not fasten my mind
upon it albeit he uses like" AS a
conjunction most engagingiy. To
luncheon with J. Gregory. the scriv-
sner, and ! paid the check with fair
grace.
Through the town on the coach,
my wife and !. and we made ana
grams of the advertisements on the
side walls and in sheer bravado l
did give a lady seat and ask
pugnacious fellow to give her com
panion likewise a seat. At Times
Square we cav Mr.. Fox. the film
maker. NJ. Glass the pamphlcteer.
and A. Dale. the play critic.
Alone to my book seller to buy a
great dictionary but could find none
to my liking and to call on w.
Johnson. the editor. who was merry
with good fortune. having just sold
a serial and a moving picture
scenario the same morning and
with Mistress Johnston took the
evening train for Los Angeles.
Home where my wife and the
maid with great ado had madeshift
to spit a fine great hen that J.
Wells. the singer, sent from his
countryside heath. Sang with great
feeling the old air "On the Banks Of
the Wabash" with my triangle ac-
compartment and with great con-
tent to bed.
Theaterless Manhattan seemed
70 struggle along pretty well.
Strangely. l did not hear COM
plant about the lack of Thespic
display. People Immediately found
other amusements. The public
parks were crowded Dining out
perked up. without booze and
without theatres one might well
expect the soul of Manhattan to
shrivel and blow away. But it did
nothing of the sort. Everybody
seems to be having a pretty, good
time. The greatest unrest seems t6
be among the laboring men who
mourn their glass Of beer in the even
ing.
New York janitors are becoming
more czarlike every day in this
time of keen competition for living
quarters. However the palm goes
to the janitor of a house on West
One Hundredth street. He is
glOrified janitor. a sort of superin-
tendent in overalls.
A young woman was looking for
an apartment and found one that
would be vacated in the fall. The
possible tenant wished to ask about
service. hot water. and a few other
details OF interest TO herself. But
the janitor forestalled her.
Have you any children he
asked ominously.
why yes-that is. have
one" she faltered.
The pompous janitor considered
earnestly for some time. then evil
IDENTIFY decided TO be generous. gem
erous but not easy.
We'll. all right" he conceded.
You can have one, but you can't
have any more"
Telephone service in New York
has fallen off So per cent. the ef1ci-
ency sharks report. It is atrocious
and disgracefuI. The other day
subscriber rebuked an operator for
making her wait twenty minutes
before answering. The exchange
girl was impertinent and the sub
scriber asked for the manager.
Get him if you cam" wa the re-
ply-then a kissing buzz in the ear
and connection was severed.