The Washington herald., 1919-05-26

New York. May ga page from the
diary Of modern Samuel Pepys: Up
betimes and to G. Matthew Adams
once to see his fne prints but he
was in St Botoiph's town on a mis-
sion and as I walked far through the
town and saw Sir Cleveland Moffett,
the pamphleteer. and Capt. Holbrook.
of the Kings Lancers. looking very
noble. t
A beggar. sightless and without
arms. crept through the thronss and
I saw a young blood of the town drop
a ten-pound note in the cup hung
around the unfortunate mans neck.
Home. where Lee Brown came
to tell me of his new post es editor.
For lunch had eggs fashioned with
hot peppers and potatoes mashed and
tankard Of cold tea and q straw
berry pastry, very fne. and LIE Roy
Ripley. the limner. called and told
of Herbert Corey having taken up his
home with him since his return from
the wars.
With my dog to the Mall and on
the highway spoke to Earl Carroll,
the music maker, who is in his tight
fitting suit. as the mode is. and looks
brave albeit he has not worn a head
covering for~all these ten years. He
tells of his wife. Mistress Marcelle.
playing in a playhouse success.
The public journals tell Of Lord
Woodrow's Homecoming and did
read a most comickal poem by
Park, Row minnesinger on the trip
across. My wife, poor wretch, very
scepticall about the business of be-
Ing detained until early morning at
the business meeting but says little
and, in truth. have appeared very
quiet myself about the whole thing.
In the evening to the theater. A
poor play but with amusing spots
withal and Sir Charles Gibson was
there in q box with Sir John Jacob
Astor. of-England, who lost . leg in
battle. and Montague Glass came and
A. Woods, lately home from Europe.
So home. being sleepy. and to bed
without prayers for which God forgive
me,
New York is going back to the
days of good Queen mid-Victoria-
The mid-Victoria fads are fashions
of today. Queen Victoria cannot
be imagined blowing smoke rings
from a perfumed gold tip between
dainty sips of Q mild Manhattan
cocktail. Mid-Victoria fashions are
with us. but doomed is the blithe-
some Bronx and the pale sunshine
of nc golden highball.
Even the comforting coffee is un-
der suspicion and a rich Wall street
broker has posted $4,000 that the
gay cigarette would be prohibited
/ in ten years. Not that he wants It
that way. but he is reading the
signs of the times.
Soon the nerve bracing jazz may
be dethroned by the quietly virtu-
Gus polka and the -shimmy' will
be suPplanted by the quaint old
quadrille. Back to the Paisley
shawl and the embroidered tea
cosey (if tea one-quarter OF / per
cent may be permitted.)
Back to the days of the Victorian
dernier cri-an original group Of
wax fruit under glass on the par
lor mantel. Back to the wooden
bell rope! Gone are the Oriental
fads. Banished beyond the Bos-
porus are the minarst skirt and
the Turkish tunic. Oply the tight
| little skirt remains and with .
howl going up over q mild ATS
per cent beer by the reformers-
well the tight skirt is doomed.
Exit the Pekinese and the Pom
and re-enter the asthmatic pug OF
yesterday. So swings the pendulum
of human emotion-from joy to
gloom. But when it swings back
aEaln--oh boy,
Folk arriving in New York from
London report that city crowded
as it never was before. Tents be-
ing pitched in Hyde Park for tour
| lists. Theaters are packing nightly
and several Americans are building
lplayhouses there. All the English
actors on Broadway are deserving
| for their old home,