The Washington herald., 1922-10-12
Neu York City
Day by Day
By o. o. McIntyre.

NEW YORK, Oct. Fifth ave-
nue is lowest In the autumn. II is
now that 1T sparkles with It's best
manners and clothes--a radiant
nightmare of materialism As the
sun bathed the street with its dy-
ing glimmer watched the o'clock
parade from hotel lobby window.
There were gowns that fairly spat
red fire. others as black and soft as
the plush Of night. The whole scene
was as colorful as setting by
Bakst and suffocatingly pungent
with the perfume of afternoon teas
Even the mourning costume has
become gay this fall. with Its rows
of waite lace on the, sleeves and
skirt. Society has revived the coach
and four with the plum clad buglers
to trumphet their approach.
Milady's hat fairly dazzles the
eye--fuzzy tqques with glistening
silver pins, Sweeping hats with a
pirate turn up in front and from
which protrude ornaments heavy
and iridescent. Hats dripping with
Jade. entwined with golden feather
curls and fronds OF riotous silk.
or course, sprinkled among the
! gay and well dressed are those who
| seek notoriety. One woman carried,
instead of a hand bag tiny cage
containing a parakeet. Another had
pet fox on patent leather leash
and was trying to look dreadfuIly
nonchalant.
And the rotund. white spatted.
boutonnierred old boys, Fifth ave
| nue. would not be Fifth avenue
without them ''cherchez la femming"
| for a dinner companion. They ex-
pand like roses in hot-house as
| the sun sinks behind the Jersey
hills. II is their hour for amorous
| triumphs
The red-lipped vampires are there
| but not SO conspicuous as over west
! ward on broadway. The smartly
caparisoned cob horses drawing the
, Nictorias and stepping high add
/ their touch to the picture. The
poets who curse the ''hcaviness" of
: Fifth avenue should watch the
| crowds go by at o'clock-but OF
| course that is just the hour tina,
| the poets are having their break
! fast, il any.
one Of the most popular profess
| sors in New York gives an inspira-
/ tional talk to his college students
| once a week and generally begins
in this fashion,: Men as | gaze
! into your eyes, which seem to have
almost human intelligence. etc"
The last city directory in New
York was issued two years ago.
| There is no Indication that there
will be another this year or for
years to- come. IT was formerly
issued once year. The use Of the
telephone book as directory has
robbed the directory publishing
firm of its profits. There is prac-
| tically no demand whatever and
| the expense Of compiling is enor-
| nous.
! There Is little grassy park with
few scattered benches down near
| Cooper Union where the sidewalk
| merchants of New York go for
/ rest and smoke in mid afternoon
! after their busiest time-the lunch
, con hour. 1t is here one meets the
/ men who compose the sidewalk bi-
| Zaars of Nassau street. They dis
! cuss new toy innovations that arr
on the market and the various
| tricks Of their trade. Nat Wing,
| dean of sidewalk merchants. often
! addresses them. He has been SELL
| ing merCha ndise along the curbs for
! thirty-two years and remembers
! when Cherry street was a quiet
| country road. Nat has a shock OF
silver white hair and wears Elasse.
attached to a heavy black ribbon.
! With his froCk coat he looks very
! scholarly. He has never taken
! drink in his life nor does he smoke.
| And at his little three-iight-up flat
! in Blocker street he has many rare
volumes and. prints. among the lat
| ter being a series of eighteenth
| century etchings called The Cries
| of London" in which English stree;
| merchants are pictured. He tells
! me that there are many college
! men among the army of street
| hawkers and that one who has n
! stand on lower Broadway was a
! professor of mathematics at mid
, West university twenty years ago.