The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1920-01-02
NEW YORK CITY
By o. o. MCINTYRE

New York, Jan. Thoughts while
strolling around Manhattan: Moorish
looking bastile with the narrow win
dows Is the Tombs. Gloomy pile.
Prisoners wrapped In blankets. Hope
they never jail me. Only one man In
that park. swathed in solitude. Bet
he's an artist. snuffy old man feeding
bread to the sparrows. Helps him
enjoy the brunt Of life.
Little family going to Mario's table
d'hote. Husband has braid on his
coat and glossy collar Wager he
keeps diary. Line waiting to get
passports. Wish could go to China.
Chorus Of readers: Why don't your
Not so many people on strike these
days. Nobody seems to be oppressed
with toll Street violinists playing for
pennies.
Crossing Twenty third, street seems
like another city. Whir Of wheels
and the surge of traffic a symbol Of a
city's spirit-the METROPOLITAN fair
Idle and seedy looking men hunting
cigar stubs in the gutter Get % cents
pound. Still Anatole France learned
the most when he was idle. Wonder
what ever became of the hook-worm?
White haired man with a crisp mus
tache and bankers derby Is cashier
in an all night restaurant. Studied to
become a monk. Goes to highbrow
lectures. There's Yvonne Garrick, the
French actress. with Peke in fur
robe.
Strange lull about town after Christ
mas. Everybody hunting bargains.
Think I'll splurge for a new collar
button. Never lost one I'm my life.
Just wear them out Two-room apart
ment for rent for $500 a year. Ne
for well-lighted airy top branch In
a Central Park tree.
Fifth Avenue pedestrians got a new
thrill the other day when a woman
stepped out of a limousine in front
of big department store In what Is
known as the Stiletto gown, which
strikes a daring and barbaric note. II
was made of velvet and satin brocade
in jade greet, shot with gold and
mirabile dictu!-the lines were exactly
those Of a stiletto. The Singing ma
terial tapering from a fold over one
should to a slender, pointed train,
looked like a green flame. There were
no outstanding drapings; the soft
bIocade giving the impression OF be-
ing wound around the figure. Even
the traffic policeman scratched q
puzzled brow and he has seen every
thing in costumes from kilties to bar
rels.
At n downtown station Of the East
Side elevated lines is an old time tick
ct chopper who is an inveterate SNUFF
user. He always has his lean" of
snuff ready for his own use and to
hand out to any passengers going
through his gate that desire pinch"
There are very few tobacco chewers
in New York but hundreds of snuff
users. The ticket chopper knows by
sight almost all that use the elevated
station at which he works and where
he has been for so many years. His
CHEEKY greeting TO his friends with
Have a pinch today, SIR" are looked
forward to by many homeward bound
after their battles for dollars DOWN
town.
The aged mans attitude, cheerful
ness and generosity remind old-timers
of the New York Of former days when
people appeared to give more time to
social amenities, even II they were
crude as in the case of the generous
ticket chopper.
Tin Pan Alley Is going to war with
Bolshevism. At the vaudeville thea
tiers and several musical comedies this
week they are singing a ditty about
Let's knock the bull out Of the Boil
sheviki."