The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1921-11-05
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NEW YORK, Nov. 4.-On the knob
Of hill far up Jon the Hudson is
an old French chateau whose YER
anda gives majestic view of the
purphng Palisades. Lately II has
been gilded, mirrored and hung with
tapestry. A jazz band with skiliets
and cowbells has been installed and
unctious Japs serve viands and
what not.
II Is dolce far niente for gay
spending pleasure hunters. Illus
bands on the loose, firtatious wives.
brokers from the Happy Stamping
Ground-Wall Streets new appella-
tion-stage-door Jaspers and cory
phees, race there in motors to dodge
the aridity Of Broadway.
There are artistic, cozy little
Aalls decorated in son1bre chintz
with pink covered lights shedding
a dull effulgence. Old. bucks, who
may be fathers, but in the jovial
atmosphere are not even plain Dads
but Sweet Daddies. defy twinges of
govt by essaying the shimmy.
AT each table are silver buckets
In which cracked ice smothers the
label of good old Pol Roget-Pol is
welcome to the free ad. now. In a
word the place is smart. Walters
are discreet and prices are sky high.
The other night when the moon
was riding high over the river and
the crowds had settled down for the
coming Of dawn a mastodonic motor
car purred up the graveled road
way. A sleek young blood left IL
with beautiful blond whose name
studs the theatrical armament In
letters OF fire.
She was muffled in a chinchilla
opera wrap. They were seated near
the dance floor. The orchestra
started its syncopated sigh. The
floor filled. Suddenly the shrill note
of a police whistle was heard on
the lawn. The place erupted white
faced men and women. All escaped
but the proprietor.
Left behind was the chinchilla
wrap which fur experts have ap-
praised at $4,000. It remains I'M
claimed at an outlying police sta
ton. In the lining was sewn a
number Of white pellets and a hypo-
dermic needle.
Even the Child's restaurant that
recently opened on Fifth avenue
has Joined the vanguard of avenue
aristocracy. There is not a sign Of
ony kind on its front to tell Just
what place it is.
It is a beastly country this what
with silly prohibition and all that
sort of rot. Thomas Perry, who
halls from dear OIL Lunnon, you
know. on the Tems-well. dash 1t
all. the laddie dived through a plate
glass window on Thirty-fourth
street just to embrace what looked
to him like a model young woman.
The young woman actually lost
her head. Fearfully stupid. fear
fully. Thomas was about to wrap
up her head in a sealskin coat that
she wore when a bobby-a chap
named-let's see, what was the
blighter's name? oh. yes, his name
was Mulcahey or some such thing.
Anyway they took Thomas away
for a ride in the pie wagon ana he
says he's going to take the next
boat right back home. Never again
will he approach a wax woman with
amatory intent. They are not to be
trusted even IL IHcy 10 hVlu bhCiI
arms out lovingly and tantalizingly.
CLAIMS a la carte! On Mulberry
street the vendors place rows of
clans on a big block of ice and cast
it along the street ringing a bell.
The price is two clans for cents,
and when customers have finished
eating, II they wish 1t, they are Of
fered a towel.
All the Fifth avenue buses have
a placard on the side reading, Civ
ility." 1t is a unique campaign on
the part Of the bus company for
better and more cordial relations
between patrons and the men who
man the buses. During the first
month of the campaign 1900, 900
passengers were carried and only
twelve complains were received.