The Washington herald., 1922-04-26
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NEW YORK, April 25.-The
Ghetto markets swirl with life at
sunrise. From all points of the
East Side come old women in
woolen sweaters and blue aprons to
take their stands in the stalls. The
men. aged too. have arrived before
dawn. many driving from their
Long Island truck farms at mid
night.
At six the housewives with shiny.
broad faces and thick red lips bring
their baskets to bicker and barter.
odors-fruit, fish, baking breed.
horse-radish. chopped meats. herbs,
etc. The babble Of tongues rises and
falls with rythmic beat
In the fish stalls the women wear
yellow wooden shoes and their hair
Is silver-wet, like the back OF a
fsh. They resemble old paintings;
cracked and peeling with age and
their chant Is incessant.
Only along the curb may one find
youth. Pretty foreign-born girls. shy
of manner, timidly hold out their
sprigs Of violets and myrtle shrubs
They curtsy and blush prettily at
each sale. The horseradish grinders
cheeks are stained with rivulets Of
tears. Many go blind they say.
Flags and ribbons fiutter from the
gables of the stalls-givihg a picture
as colorful as full blown soap
bubble. The men do not work after
dawn; they sit back in the stalls,
nodding, smoking and reading
strange typed newspapers.
Every block or so Is a coffee stand
where thick syrupy Turkish coffee Is
brewed and served for two cents
cup. In front of them stand olive
skinned women with their aprons
filled with white. spn-clean grapes.
Grapes and coffee to the marketers
are what afternoon tea Is to the
avenue.
When five o'clock comes the
market folk begin to sing and the
hurrying sidewalk crowds stand stili
to listen. When the song is finished
there Is the murmur of prayers ming
ing with the sound of the evening
church bells.
Raymond Hitchcock, the actor. has
what Broadway knows as a saloon
voice." L. is husky and strident. He
Is always surrounded by pretty girls
and one might suppose that 1t is a
gay life that the comedian leads.
Even his drunken forelock seems a
give-a-way. The fact Is that Hitch
cock has never taken a drink Of any
kind in his life. He has never
smoked-except one puff from a pipe
when he was a boy and from which
he was two weeks recovering.
Grantland Rice and Clare Briggs
were discussing the difference be-
tween hootch and liquor II. T.
Webster was finally appealed to.
IF you live it is liquor" said Webster.
A group Of learned college grad
yates are holding series of meet
ings In the Town Hall to discuss the
most useless things in the world.
Who am Ia business college grad
uate-to suggest anything to such
profound minds? Yet I hope they
will not overlook the tin tongs that
go in candy boxes.
Malcolm Douglas Is the house msn-
ager for a Rialto theater. In spare
moments he writes jingles for chill
dren's magazines. The other day he
picked up a current magazine. In
1t was a poem signed by him. He
had no memory of II and thought
II must be a mistake. He went to
the magazine office and was shown
the copy which was his and In his
hand writing. He had written It
eighteen years ago and was paid for
IL the same week.
Harry Van Hoven. who left
Broadway fiat to ballyhoo a large
summer resort in Baltimore, comes
back now and then to look over
new attractions for his park. He
is going to have grand opera for
his mammoth theater-one of the
largest stages in the East. At his
hotel a summer resort bookinr
agent came around to sign up
snake eater, a hoochie dancer anc
a knife thrower. Van Hoven ex-
plained that they were going in
for grand opera.
What"' cried the agent, you
don't mean to tell me you're going
to let 'em yell opera from that
wonderful stage?" And he left in