The Washington herald., 1921-08-18
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NEW YORK. Aug. IA SILVER OF
fear has reached those who live
in the phantom world OF drug ad
dictlon In New York. DIR. simon
head of the narcotic squad. has
written to wealthy drug addiets
that they must take a cure or face
arrest and exposure.
1t is whispered that the exposure
III II comes, will reveal names hign
In the social and artistic life OF
the ely, DIR. Simon admits that on
his list are seevral' millionaires. a
noted composer of popular songs
to noyelists and half dozen
screen stars.
Drug addicts have a partnership
in that silent understanding tina,
links them into something closer
than casual acquaintancashIp. Sew
eral meetings have been held al
which the rich rubbed elbows with
the dregs of the underworld. They
were facing tho tragedy of their
supply being cut off.
About two weeks ago a Balti-
more society woman was found dead
from drugs in a Tenderloin hotel
She had registered there with a
chauffeur-a grey-faced, gasping-
mouthed addict. who is reported to
be one of the peddlers to the rich
AT theatrical premie one night
recently typical New York dandy
entered a private box. He fidgeted
about. moist with beads OF cold pres
plration, during the first two acts
and in the last act there was a
drapatir moment when the heroine
gave blood curdIing scream. II
proved a lash on the rawest flank
OF the Overtircd nerves and the
dandy jumped up and toppled over
+ INTO the orchestra pit.
The audience believed he had
tainted but at the hospital it was
found that for three days Ire was
unable to get drugs.
At the Narcotic Clinic on the
Bowery below Canal street. where
the bilGe waters of the city-tide
flow and eddy. curtained Iimousines
arrive every hour and empty their
heavily yelled patients. Sometimes
they are screaming in delirium. one
broke away from her captors and
rushed up to laborer in crumpled
coTduroys. She kneeled at his feet,
extracted a Chamois bag of Jewels
from her bodice and barring her arm
shouted: Quick for God s sake, the
needle" 1t developed that he was
a peddler and in her agony she had
recognized him.
1t was So hot that even my dog
refused to chase neighbours cat
and yet New York journalist has
the supreme impertInence to time
postcard so it will reach me
me upon this particular day. The
postcard shows scene at Alp
Grum. There is wide veranda at
which diners in heavy Overcoats.
ear muffs and muffltrs are seated
about tiny tables drinking spark
ling wine and gazing at the snow
covered mountain tops. As Joe
Ca%thorne used to say. don't care
If I never climb an Alp. Also |
don't care what lies beyond-and
lies and lies.
1t is called the Cats Eye. a
little hOvel of dance place on, the
fringe of the village. There 10 a
frank surrender to righteousness
in dancing. The music /: of the
neEroid variety and the maraderie
is noisy. Girl artists drift there at
midnight to smoke cigarettes and
drink Illicit wine. SPRAYING groups
may be seen in half lighted alcoves.
There is a faint of lcwdness about
the place and Iabored and strident
light-heartednesS. The other night
n Salvation Army lassie drifted in
the place long after midnight She
passed her tambourinc. Only few
nickels were dropped into it. As
she started to leave some rcvelcr
made a facetious remark. The color
came to her checks. One man
jumped up from his table I'm get
ting pretty low when I associate
with such swine. If there is "A real
man in the place, I'll wait for him
outside ne said. He waited an
hour but not a soul came out.