The Washington herald., 1920-05-20
New York City
By o. o. Mcintyre

New York, May 1.-THE attics
and tea roomsa OF Greenwich VII
lage are buzzing over the news OF
the rofnantic marriage Of Fannie
Hurst. the gifted young short story
writer, Her announcement that she
was married five years ago 10
Jacques s. Danielson. arpianist. also
revealed thatftheys meet each other
by appointment. breakfast together
once or twice q week andfthus keep
their shining individualities intact.
Such &C marriage would seem 20
have been brewed in the Village
but Miss Hurst has never mingled
with the crowd down there. Her
social affairs call her TO Sherry's
DeImonido's, the Ritz instead OF the
Pink Pups the Yermiilion Parrot ana
the Pirates Cave Her husband has
his studio In the perfumed purlieus
of Central Park, South.
All the while Miss Hurst has
gone with her own circle OF the
lfterAti; and Mr.. Danfelson' has min
bled with his musical friends. Miss
Hurst-she Intends TO keep her name
forever-was even introduced to her
husband in Broadway theater one
night recently. That was creating
dramatic situation that no one would
believe in fiction. They will continue
separate menages.,
Miss Hurst is an intense. vital
person, ] have never met her hus-
band but he Is said to be OF the
same type. No doubt they would get
tired looking at each other every
morning over the breakfast table.
Artistic souls are like that. There
is absolutely no temperament in my
family but I think at times my wife
looks at me strangely at the break
fast table and my dog often goes
lover in the corner and curls up in
disgust. Perhaps it is the f1eck of
egg 1 generally leave on my chin or
1t may be utter boredom. =
But Just the same most, of we
simple folk kill continue to look at
each other every morning. 1t may
be. old fashioned and middle class,
but most of us are creatures of
habit and will continue on until the
end, 1t might seem strange to some,
but there are quite a number of US
left.in New York who, despite the
fact that we are married, seem to
Penjoy each others constant COM
pany. 1t is a complex world at
best.
In the meantime Miss Hurst, aft
er living apart but having the same
address, says: The dust is still on
the butterfly wings of adventures.
The dew is on the rose"
over on the waterfront. where
hairy-chested giants use their fists
when an argument comes up, and
then forget it. there is a new sort
OF profiteering. 1t is literally
hloodsucking profiteering. The drug
stores on West street always keep
plentiful supply of the leech for
black eyes. These small adhesive
agents used to be supplied for 2 or
cents each. Now they are up to
about IS cents. Even the black eye
has become an expensive luxury.
An astute student of conditions in
New York declares that in ten years
| only the very rich will live on Man.
haitian Island. He declares that
housing conditions will become
worse and worse and that the aver
| age hotel room in five more years
Will be S25 a day. and that only the
man with $50.0OO a year salary,
at least, may live here. The prob
lem in New York is settling down
to be something like the wheeze of
the English schoolboy who wrote =:
The climate of Bombay Is so bad
that its Inhabitants i've elsewhere" /"
There will be a lot of Broadwayites
who VIII be willing to sleep in
areaways for the privilege of living
here. They will cling to the last. To
leave New York would be worse
than a calamity. They are like the
Missouri editor who proudly
exclaimed: Every man should love
his native land. whether he was
born there or not" People who
used to laugh at the Harlem and
Bronx cliff dwellers are noY proud
that they have apartments in this
| far-away section of Manhattan.