The Washington herald., 1921-09-23
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NEW YORK. Sept. ia.-rhoughts
while stroliins around New York:
Broadwsy's beguiling innocents be-
gin the evening promenade. The
SOFT flush. The downcast eye. And
trailed by yogIs of the flesh. A
movie star smooths the recalcitrant
lock for the Times Square crowds.
Studied indifference. but he knows
they're looking. Alta Apollo!'
Carle Carlton. the theatrical man.
Used to be Queen victoria's trum-
peter. Street hawkers in shiny
blue serges and derbies. Roll
cigarettes in brown paper. Look
hungry. And would rather be a
lamp post on Broadway than an oil
well In Oklahoma. The old Casino
has a success.
A new magic shop. Another half
hour wasted. Stage folk gathering
at side doors for the twilight twit-
terings. A dice game in full bloom
In doorway. Club windows filled
with bridge players along Fortieth
street. There's Bill Johnston. of
the World. The smell Of burning
leaves.
Fifth avenues necklace of lights
agleam. Wish could remember
Herb Roth's song. She Was Only
Lamp-Lighter's Daughter" A
rich swell Pince- nez. Shiny top
Fer and everything. Probably
dined on gold fish. The lonely pri-
vate policeman rattling doors. Tif-
fany's clock is fast
The long row OF four wheelers
make their stand In front of the
waldorf. j wonder IL it's true
about the bon-vivant having his
trousers made with four hip pock-
cts. Gosh, it's hot. The old New
orleans hzz palace now a sausage
shop. Tempora, o Mores. Got
to spill little Latin now and then
to make 'em think you're educated.
Herald Square loafers walking
ebout like dumb sheep. The old
sixth avenue escalator. Second
hend Row. II You don't watch out
they'll pull you In. I like to hear
the old patriarch say: "Niftick
clothes, gentlemans." The constant
stream of taxis pouring into the
pennsylvania Station. Wish I
could go somewhere. But I can't.
So home, James!
My completes would amaze Mr..
Jung or Mr.. Freud. i tremble At
the rumble of thunder and am inn
iervious to flashes of lightning. So
at Forty-second street and Fifth
avenue when I saw a policeman
come quickly out Of a steamship
line office and raise his whistle to
his lips / rushed up the steps. Two
men were bound and gagged inside
and a safe was looted. My pulse
remained normal yet an hour later
crossing the street a taxi honked
behind me and for a few seconds
my senses blurred.
All Of which is remindful Of Al
Joison crossing Longacre Square
one day In sea of heavy traffic.
He 1ockeyed back and forth with
an oncoming taxi for some time
ana as the taxi veered to one side
ana snot by him the angry driver
ieaned his head out the side and
o" w you ike the city!'
After all the theater-going public
likes hokum. And II swells the
oox ONCE receipts. Lightnin,'" a
gCod play. but pure hokum runs
Icr three years and its successor at
the Gaiety Is The Wheel" gam
ping piece. with hokum In almost
every line. 1t is a pronounced sue
cess. Just as the 10-cent paper
PACK thrillers are sold for $l.75 to.
DAY so are the taught ten, twent
and thirt melodramas of the same
period playing to top prices in
cne learns from The Wheel" that
cut Of every 800 bet on the rou-
iette wheel the croupier gets back
$94.74. The percentage against
gambling house patrons is stacked
almost as high as in the Broadway
restaurants.