The Washington herald., 1920-08-30
New York City
BY o. o. Mcintyre.
Modern Pepys' Diary.


New York, Aug, ga page from
the diary of a modern Samuel Pepys.
Up and bright sun shining.
Walked to the station to greet my
mother-in-law, and passed through
a rough district of leering faces. A
Iout tried to drag me by force into
a second-h clothes store and an
other from cellar shoe shop fol-
lowed me a square, begging patron
age.
And, too. saw a barefoot man
who had walked from Seattle on a
foolish wager, without money. His
ing sun. f. Galloway invited me
this day to play at draw, but l mad
the courage to deny myself,
At the station was Frank r.
Adams, the pamphleteer, newly
come from Michigan and we drank
a cup Of good drink, / paying with
fair grace, and we talked of the
days he wrote musical plays in es-
pecially the two called The Time,
the Place and the Girl" and THE
Girl Question"
The train late / watched a man
in uniform write with chalk on a
blackboard, the most painstaking
fellow ever l saw. George Cohau,
the play actor, came along on mis-
way to the tram and we wagered on
the fellow falling to dot is and
cross is, / betting he wouldn't and
won a shilling.
Home on an omnibus. in a frivol-
Gus mood. and the conductor failed
to heed my pleasantly that 1t was a
nice day and / persisted each time
he passed in commenting upon the
weather, but to no avail. The poor
fellow could see nothing cheerful.
Dined alone on cold meats and
chopped cabbage and to see the
German ships in the Hudson, a great
crowd there. Mr.. Schwsb, the steel
man, was on his veranda looking
too, though a telescope. Mistress
Amelia Bingham, the actress, also
watched from the window of her
noble house. After a mess OF good
broth at an inn, home and to bed.
Tragic Story.
Just few years back a Partisan
dancer, famed for her sinuous grace
and dark magnetic beauty, was the
toast of Broadway. Her elfn
witchery and her air of mocking
worldliness charmed the silk hated
eXquisites wU flung their dollars
and hearts at her feet. She main
tanned luxurious quarters in an ex-
elusive apartment house on a quiet
street. 1t was said at the time that
she might have the pick of three
sons OF millionaires. But as
Z
tue love often inspires, married
well-known plug-ugly of the sport
ing world. A man who lived by his
wits. And he abused her from The
start, dragging her down until final
ly she was driven to the solace OF
drugs. The other day she was
pointed out to me-this former ex-
Otic little danseuse. She was being
followed by a crowd. A policeman
was leading her to a patrol wagon.
She had snatCheo a box OF candy
from drug store counter She
laughed weird sort of cackle.
The Home of Home Brew"
One OF the largest bits of floor
space on Thirty-fourth street has
calls itself The Home Beverage
Shop" 1t adyertises bottle cappers,
etc, etc. But the most conspicuous
sign is in electric lights. reading:
"Malts and Hops" a cursory glance
at The place gives the impression
that something is going to brewing
all over New York this fall.
Stiffness on Herald square.
Since the Herald moved down
town there is a strange stiffness
about Herald Square. Rows of faces
are not peeIinE down into the press
rooms at all hours of night to see
the presses grind. The press room
is dark. Three lunch stands that
were patronized by the Herald night
workers have recently closed.