The Washington herald., 1919-08-25
NEW YORK CITY
Day-By-Day
By O. o. MCINTYRE

New York. Aug. IA page from
the diary of a modern Samuel Pepys:
Up betimes and the boy came with
my boots. new-mended, and made a
half pound charge, which, soured the
morning and came Hale Byers. the
mighty saxophone player from The
Ship at Venice, Cal Then came v.
Porter and Mistress Corrinne Barker
and Harrison Fisher and we had
musick and a gay time. all neglect
ing our labors. and I was reconciled
against the bootmending charge
Great talk OF the Prince and his
visit and through the town afoot with
my wife, poor wretch. and could not
help but reflect that she was the pret-
tiest OF all the ladies I saw and in a
generous moment l did take her to a
flower store and buy her a brave rose,
and then in great content to see b.
Brley. the poet, home from long
travels
At luncheon my head became full
of strange figures for an engaging
could be made boring into the earth
for petrol but K C. b. made light
of the matter and called IT poppy
cock albeit was sorely tempted to
put UP money unbeknownst to my
wife
To Mistreil Nell's where we had a
beaker of iucHnparable good elaret.
taken from a great closet and 1t Is
surprising the liquor caches in all
the homes. Many l never believed
INDUCED until I saw the array OF
bottles I pray none become breakers
OF the law with stills.
Dinner on a fine cut OF beef. very
rare. and 1 did tell my wife a great
many fooleries of the days when
was a scrivener on the public jour
nails and she laughed moro than
have heard her since 1 dropped the
two soft boiled eggs on my new
surtout Fell to reading a Silly writ
book and SO to bed.
Another dramatic critic has sue
cumbed to tho lure of press agency!
Alfred Head. long the captious judge
OF the drama for the Herald has be-
come publicity purveyor for David
Bela,sco. 1 am hoping that Mr.. Head
Will enlighten me along with the rest
Of the public. For ages I have Won
deTed whence came hr. Belasco's
Collars.
The recent strike in Brooklyn was
a good thing in a way. 1t taught the
Brooklynites that they really had legs.
They had to tramp many miles each
day because no cars were running
Now they have gone back to their
crouching and sitting. Desks. tele-
phones, push-buttons. subways. sur
face cars. automobiles and elevators
have made an old fashioned pair Of
legs as useless as rusty shotgun
Tho arrogance OF the New York
police surpasseLh all understanding.
In a lonely stretch of Central Park at
dusk the other evening l was romping
my dos. A copper stealing a smoke
behind a tree finally saw me. Be
ing a canine militant l bristled up
with my dog at his approach. lie
wanted to know why the dog wasn't
muzzled and leashed. told him that
no one was around and that the dog
needed exercise. No one around
Well I'm someone" he shouted.
told him I wasn't deaf and in my
opinion he registered zero. l also
said that had never seen a New
York policeman with anything but an
itching palm and II he expected to
collect from me he was mistaken. l
was ready to go to jail or any place
else but my dog was going to con-
tinue his rOmp unless he felt like
carrying me away or using a club.
He waited at the roadside and evil
IDENTIFY changed his mind for he said
nothing when 1 passed by. When l
got home a neighbor came in to tell
me that his apartment had been rob
bed and the police came around and
said it served him right for not hav-
ing a burglar alarm. That ended
their interest in the matter. Even
on the street the New York police are
insolent II asked a civil question.