The Washington herald., 1920-05-10
New York City
B, o. q. McIntyre

New. York. May s.--A page from
the diary Of a modern Samuel
Pepys: walked betimes and pretty
well at ease with n pretty hand
some breakfast. The Young Van
dcrbilt lad married this day and a
great ado about II. the wedding
cake costing 500 pounds. To the
bakers and Ben All Haggjn. the
painter, there In a scarf OF the
greatest beauty 1 have seen this
season. The maid late up and silent
and utterlng words of diecontent
and we fear she will go.
Came a volume by NJ. Nicholson.
"Blacksheep! Blacksheep" one OF
the brayest tayles I have read for
moons. liking IL even better than
s. Merwin's Hills of Han" another
rare tayle. My mind Is now set to
spend little Of my gettings until
lprices do come down.
/ WELLER. newly come from Califor-
mia, and all the scriveners IL seems
are writing for the cinema out
there. To an inn for mighty neat
dish of pudding and then to the
plNyhouse to see THE Night Boat"
fair amusing but I find myself car
ing less for the plays.
Between the acts 1 did go out for
box OF bon bons for my wife and
the barman sold me the candy ex-
claiming This is a hell OF a life!
In utter disgust
In the evening TO call on Mistress
Edna Ferber and Ding. the car
toonist, there and Mistress Ferber
read a letter from a gentleman.
lately in the fish business, who as
pires to letters and a quaint miss
i've. And so home and to bed.
While the pick of criminal hunt-
ers from New York to Scotland
Yard are seeking the trail Of Nicky
Arnstein. his wife Fanny Brice con-
tinues nightly to sing and dance in
the Midnight Frolics. 1t throws a
new glamor over the little Jewish
girl who began selling newspapers
on the streets of Brooklyn and rose
to stardom. There is little doubt
that she is the only person in the
world who knows where her hus-
band Is.
His associates were not Of the
type he could trust to be tempted
with the heavy reward offered for
him for his alleged participation in
the bond thefts. There is a pa
thetic note. oven in Miss Brice's
comedy songs that brings the tear.
One of her numbers Is the mother
at Coney Island rocking away \,
the sands and holding a little baby
waiting for father to come from
his shop where he works for "the
fancy Gentiles." Miss Brice is the
mother of 15-months-old baby
and she is waiting in real life for
the man for whom she gave up
much.
He is an accountant who has
spent thirty-three gruelling year.
at the same desk in Wall Street.
He married young and had a big
FAMILY and now in the winter OF
life he has only his salary to stretch
over a period of enormous prices
I talked to him at the noon hour in
Battery Park. He was close to the
sea walk looking out to sea. His
only recreation is his hour at noon.
when he brings his sandwich and
watches the boats in the rocking
tide of the harbor. All his life he
has wanted to go to sea; but the
nearest approach has been a voy-
age across the Hudson on a ferry
Daily he looks on and dreams and
envies for an hour. Then he goes
back to his figures.
All the vanity has, not been cor
nered by the opposite sex and for
proof one has only to visit a sub
way station and watch the men
walking by the little penny SLOT
| machines to get a glimpse in the
tiny mirrors. And most men seem
to admire themselves. have never
seen a woman using these slot ma
chine mirrors. They haven't q
tChance with the men around.