New-York tribune., 1921-12-25
W WORKERS WHO NEVER COME TO NEW YORK

for lofts and factories. Some change was
bound to come. Those Of you who stay are
better off for our fockin= doFn here"
at has raised the rents'' was the clinching
argument from the buyer Of linament.
"Only in cases where property mas been i'm
proved" said the defendant.
An old gentlemen of ninety-six years, wait
ing while his young friend of seventy-six
bought the liniment now chuckled and added
his opinion:
you oughter bought when did, forty-odd
years ago." he jeered at his friend. Il ad-
vised you to, and you wouldn't be worrying
about rent being raised on you now. I've had
good offers for my place, but Pm going to hang
on to it until more folks have improved around
me and then III get an even better price-S1
should decide to sell. I can wait Come on
Bill, if we are going to the movies"
The two old friends went out arm in arm.
In their progress down the street they en-
countered other old acquaintances and stopped
for chats More people know each other in the
Village than in any other part of New York.
You can slip on your husbands overcoat 70
run over to the store or to post letter or to
call on a neighbor. No one stares at you.
The most modern of cubists might have
laid out the streets. Perhaps the eccentric
geographical features of the older parts of
the Village have been more Of factor than
even the efforts of the inhabitants for keep
ing it still isolated and place apart. Fourth
Street and Waverley Place break ranks and go
skipping off east, west, north and south, and
finally have the originality TO cross Eleventh
and Twelfth streets. What pleasant change
old nanes-Jane, Charles, Charlton, Perry
Bank, Horatio, Christopher and many others
Miss Ginglehorn and her sister, who still
live in the old family homestead handed down
from their great-grandfather's day, would be
quite much strangers in the other Green
wich Village as any woman from Nhippoor-
will, VT They read tales about the Village
with puzzled wonder. The gay, painted, swing
ing signs they see in their walks toward
Washington Square mean nothing in their
quiet lives. If they ever should venture into
one of the tearoons they would be charmed
by the cosy interior, quite as much as the
sightseers must be disappointed at the re-
spectabSlity of it all. To quote description
of one from that little weekly The Green
wich ViIlager''; Shining brass candlesticks,
open fireplace with a cracking log fire,
flowered chintz curtains, comfortable chairs
and tables, everything clean and dainty. 1t
IS like finding yourself in Greenwich Village
a century ago" But Miss Ginglehorn does
not read this publication, so she vaguely
speeulates on what the places with the weird
names may be like as she glances timidly
toward them in passing Other sightseers
give Miss Ginglehorn and her sister apprais-
ing glances and catalogue them Immediately
as 'out-of-towners' from the country.
The Home News Is the organ Of the
older Greenwich Village and establishes again
the distinct Village life which has made the
community separate and apart from the
greater city The really surprising taing is
that the Village has been able to preserve
this Identity. There are columns devoted to
church socials and church activities, weddings
are reported to the last detail, personals tell
of those who are entertaining out-of-town
guests and those who are on journeys Little
digs and quips are directed at doubtless well
known Village cut-ups. A neighborly friend-
ly little sheet that the old-tine crowd must
find as newsy and interesting as some of us
find those occasional copies of the little paper
from back home.
Lets go up toxin for a little excitement y
says the Greenwich yillager to Friend Wife.
Let's do something really wild and excit-
ing this evening" says the Uptowner to the
Little Woman. Let's go down to Greenwich
VILLAGE"