The Washington herald., 1921-08-05

NEW YORK. Aug. 4.--Thoughts
while strolling around New York
The Fifth avenue o'clock paradei
snappy youths in Tuxedos and straw
hats. Girls In light summer dinner
frocks. Club windows filled with
the over-fed. staring gloomiiy at the
market pages. Hanson cabs
searching for fares. That's Billie
Burke in q canary colored car.
Rangy Russian wolf hounds with
snarling Poms swapping at their
heels. Boulevardiers in white flan-
nels with daring spotted handker-
chiefs Now and then q closed cab
drawn by spanking bays. Denoting
wealth. A swarthy face. shifting
eyes and silekn moustache. Mephis-
topheles at play. Following the
whim of roue inclination.
Silks. Satins. Jewels. Slaves Of
the universally orthodox god.
Money! l wish 1 had a bankroil TO
worship A gnarled old woman
telling fortunes with blind mice.
There goes Frank A. Munsey. Spry
as cricket. A saddle shop with
the elegance of Tiffany's. Silver
stirrups and studded brides. / once
had pony and II died on me three
miles from home with the heaves.
A bus ride down town. They
still don't trust their conductors.
You've got to put the dime into
their pistol like slot yourself. That
FELLOW Is giving that girl q regular
bear hug. I'll appear to be reading
and watch every move. The Bre-
wort hlled with diners
The electric church cross agiow
in Washington Square. Old women
dozing on the grass. Soap box
takers canting their own code of
morals. East Side street lamps
showing through the dusk. Stoops
, are crowded with squawling chill
dren and tired mothers.
Rivington street. Push carts
with fiaring gasoline banjoes. Most
of the people walk in the middle
Of the street. Bearded old men
putting at cigarettes. Dusty, light
less wine shops. Great slabs of
| candy hawked by dark-visaged, ear
ringed men. Their shawled women
| stand like statues at their side.
Tailors industrially sewing in
their windows under the gas jet.
In a few years they'll have a place
with brass sign on the Avenue.
Faces are half grim and half
humorous. Coffee houses with saw
dust carpeted floors. Kosher meat
on the run and a cry Of Police"
| Business of finding the subway.
TT isn't the heat" declared a IA
nous Broadwayite, mopping his
| The boys who used to worry the
White Way barkeeps with COM
plants about the size of the collar
on their beer are now drinking
| sweetened drinks that they would
have spurned Indignantly a few
years ago. Treating. incidentally,
has become a lost art. When two
or three men enter a soda fountain
place they pay for their own drink
and that is all. 1t has become q
matter of custom.
The Cherry Sisters are to return
to New York shortly. For several
years they have been out in Iowa
on a farm. Theatergoers of twenty
five years ago remember the IA
nous duo and their names have
become a byword in the stage
world. The Cherry Sisters couldn't
act. They were so bad that they
were funny and they became head
liners a: old Hanmerstein's Vic
toria. Then they toured the coun-
try and evoked screams wherever
they went. Even London and
Paris hailed them as the biggest
theatrical jokes in history-but
they got the money. So much SO
that they were able to retire in
plenty. Now the old stage call has
come to them.