The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1916-1920, 1919-03-03
RUDE POLICE QUELL
GREENWICH REVELS
Beautiful and Other Villagers
Face q Bone Dry Edict at
Balls Zenith at 4 A. NJ.
SOVIET TEA FOR ARTISTS
Two Jags de Luxe Peep at a
Russian Dancer in Bath and
Get q Heavy Boot.

Inspector Dominick Henry. car OF
that artistic strip Of Manhattan Island
along the west fence of Central Park,
put the kibosh on the uproar that kept
Greenwich villagers UP in the ballroom
of the Hotel des Artistes, on Sixty-sev-
enth street, until 4 o'clock yesterday
morning.
Whereas artists Harrison Fisher, Jim
Montgomery Flagg. Pen Stanlaws and
the most beautiful artist in the Western
Hemisphere, Neysa McMein. and all the
most beautiful other girls in the world
and most famous artists last week could
bathe in all the chianti and champagne
they could buy right UP to 8 o'clock in
the morning with never a stopover. In
spector Dominick with fourteen cops
showed the Greenwich villagers. Art
Neis. prop Of the hotel, and all man.
kind yesterday morning that hereafter
the hebdomadal frolics in his bailiwick
will be sober after $3.50 A. NJ.
Wherefore Paul Manshlp. Adele Ken
nedy. Max Bodenheim, Don Dickermsn,
Troubadour Bob Edwards, Artist Charlie
Ke1npner and the rest OF the villagers
unable to stimulate their artistic appe-
tites on Hotel des Artlstes rs cents a
glass lemonade stood around bewil-
dered like babes in tho woods, with s1o,-
900 in yellow bills 70 buy yellow seal
champagne until Msoo Fab Rh!. the
best male dancer in Cracow. County
Down, suggested ladylikely that every
body run over to Childs's and have a
good stiff cup OF Russian tea
Csar Warns village Freaks.
I'm going 70 mako an object OF
you freaks from the village" the police
official told Adele. I'm running things
up this way. and what I say goes. Get
meI No moro o'clock licenses"
II getcha, y big stiff." barsed Adele's
half cousin Egbert Bazsoo OF 10 West
Eighth street, and thumbed his red pro-
boscis at fourteen OF the police force OF
New York. Big Mat McGrath. almost
as big as Hammer Thrower Mat
McGrath. made a swipe at Egbert that
sent the whole crowd, who were soberly
sandaling out Of the hotel. scurrying to-
ward the Sixth avenue IL" All save
Msoo Fab Rhi. who gracefully pro-
jected his masculinity between the fee
ing crowd and Mat.
"Dethitht!' he comma nded In a tone
pianissimo. and finding Mat geld as a
wooden Indian cigat sign at sight OF
MN liSptned IN RUSSIAN;
"Oc topzykof pzcyklflglowsky," which
meane in other tongues:
20 you awful big mans, Amt you the
fresh thing!" Presently Mats heart
started working again. and his eye took
In the bodily beauty of the 1.-the
llspthins. little Soviet. Fab Riffs body
was painted the color Of a wimpt, his
cataract OF hair was tied up like the
plumaSe Of a cook, and all that KEEP,
him from getting soaked In the rain was
an unsteady breech clout dyed with the
Juice OF caviar. The dancers Bolshevik
chatter grew allegro, and like mos.
Sovlets Fab Rhi talked with his fee
as we'll as his hands, and rs little bells
were tied with a pink ribbon around
each little tootsie of Fab Riffs pedals
the language sounded like the tintinna-
bulation OF one of S. Claus's relndeers
Into the Artists washtub.
Mat made one flying leap. but landed
In e heap and the dancer flew into the
hotel with the lightness of a seraph and
the agility of a canoop. The first thing
lie did was to heel and toe for the base
ment laundry Of tho Hotel des Artistes
to climb into the artists washtub and
scrub of the honey colored paint that
was part Of his makeup when a few
IlOuio btIoic DtdI MS pare
feet on the ballroom floor to the capri.
cietto Of Sergei Rachmaninoff. One
foot was IN the soapy water when the
Russian became aware OF the presence
Of somebody else in the room.
Like Diana discovered At the sylvan
pool M'soo Fab Rhi gasped and peered
into the semi-darkness that was just
before dawn. Some one was peeping
M'soo Fab Rhi peered again There
over on the ironing board was stretched
the Smith Brothers Cough Drops, OF
their counterparts, apparently dissolved
in sweet alcoholic dreams. But the
right eye of the elder Smith whose
gray hair fell like the locks Of Fathe,
Time from the ironing board to the
fioor-the right eve was half cooked
on Msoo Fab Rhi, and Nrsoo Fab Ri
knew II. The other eyelid tried its besr
to open, but was tight. Presently the
younger Smith, aged 90 by the length
Of his hair, snored out OF his coma anG
asked the simple question
RS Monnay moruin'? Huh? Nruzbt
Monnay mornin. you're wazshwoman
amt you?" The dancer shrieked 80
prano call for help, and SO 1t was that
the only two drunls at the Greenwich
ball, the coughdrop> bohemiaus, were
booted out Of the place by the bar.
tender without enjoying the hospitality
OF Art Nes 10 sleep oft the only twu
Tags de luxe at the ball With the eX
ceptlon OF the two stewed coughd-ors II
was the soberest party Greenwich VII
lage has ever known.