The Washington herald., 1920-09-02
New York City
By o. o. Mcintyre
Mysterious Mngnrine Men.

New York, September mo class
of professional men live up to the
last notch of their income so con-
sistently as magazine writer's. Isaac
F. Marcossen is said to be the only
one who has ever announced that he
intended to retire. He is said to be
wealthy. Irwin Cobb has one of the
most magnificent country places on
the Hudson, but he confessed that
the only possible reason for re-
cent Chautauqua engagement was
because he needed a new garage
and back porch. .
Many of them live in the world
of fiction where values are unreal
and no doubt they apply these val
ues to their everyday life. Scarce
ly a magazine writer or novelist in
New York who does not own a sum-
mer home could be found. Dana
Burnet has a magnificent estate at
Ogunquit, Maine. win Irwin's
place is one of the sights of Scit-
uate, Mass. Arthur Somers Roche
Tokenekc Conn. Donn Brynne has
a home and private golf course near
Darien.
Only a few years ago these men
were grubbing away at space rates
on Park Row and dining - when
they had the price-at Dolan's Ham
and" sanctuary near the World
Building Most of the present-day
writer's. too. were valued patrons OF
Doc Perry's famous apothecary shop.
Good Old Doc has gone and his
principal wares are banned by the
government.
Despite the fact that the success
full magazine writer may easily
triple his writing income through
the agency OF the movies, he man
ages to live accordingly so that
there will be no annoying surplus.
The managers OF the best restau-
rants say that writing men are the
best customers. They never inquire
the reason why a matter of twenty
four hours has hiked the price of
lamb chop from As to % cents.
They patronize the best tailors
and having large veins Of sentiment
keep many florists and bon-bor
makers in limousines. And vet, Ge-
spite this apparent profiEaCy. II
rarely happens that n magazine
writer, dies in want He generally
has foresight enough to salt some
thing away to butter over the lean
days. hut his friends are always
| amazed at how he manages to do II.
The Rest Dressed Man.
He was pointed out to me by
| bOulevardiNr as the best dressed
man in New York-a man who kept
! shirt and scarf cOmmissionaircs in
Paris and who had tweeds brought
| from Fond street. London. months
| in advance Of the season. And as
| he was window shopping ] had a
/ chance to survey his sartorial splen-
| dor. It was morning. His hat was
n semi-stiff felt Of dark gray. with
/ the rim turned up high all around
| and down we'll over his head-Enr-
! lish stvle. His collar was high in
the back and came down to a lower
/ doEree in front II was 4 turn
1 over. He wore a plain white silk
shirt. His cuffs were SQUARE cor
nHred and were hold by black and
white onamclIed sleeve buttons. His
| tie was dark brown. His suit Of
! dark rrav. two button sock. rather
closely fitting. hUt not 81 evareer-
ated as the Broadwav STYLES. In
| his pocket was rnonorra mined
handkerchicf-with tho monogram,
| showing His shoes werc rubber
sol"d cordovans We carried rIovns
kand malacca walking stick IN his
hand
Elweli W. vcGrpr-.
In a vacant lot in the Bronx a 10
year-old youngster was pummeIIing
n diminitive S-year-old. A passing
scoutmaster sought to intervene
with the query: What's all tr!s
abOut?"
The battle stopped long enough
Tor both youngsters TO grin up at
him. 'Aw. nuthin'. they said.
( We're jist playin' ElwelI beatin' up
MCGraw."