The Washington herald., 1922-05-18
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NEW YORK. May 17.-Thoughts
while stroliing around New York:
The first summer beach tan. Knob
by BIZARRE coloursd parasols. Rae
ing in full swing. Daisy piekers
and pleasuring philosophers of
for the shore. They say Newport
is positively dowdy this year. Mar
shall Field Sd. He wears loose,
baggy tweeds. And smokes q pipe.
Unmatched flappers on trottins
ponies. And, by the way. H.. L.
Mencken Is responsible for the word
"happer." Pun sleeves come out Of
the Mid-Victorian Businesses. And
we may have plush pants and ruff
fled lace for men by fall. Who
knows? There's Meredith Nichol-
son. Sporting costly silver
headed cane.
A new art among women-this
looking artincially pale. Why not
popularize jaundice? Trade sags In
the florist shops. BARRIERS display
Men First" signs. They'd rather
shave necks than bob hair. Closed
cars with radiophones. Babe Ruth
in golf togs. Commuters with
rakes.
An Italian street festival. Purple
hats. Mountainous toed shoes with
gay uppers. And gaudy watch
chains. A priest stops to stroke
cat. Handsome cavaliers with snap
ping eyes and cruel mouths. Con-
scious of chronic laziness. And
trying to laugh 1t off. Wonder
whatever became of the pogo craze?
Dingy shops with fat wives fill-
ing doorways. Sidewalk card
writers. The stationers all sell
hops. Women the hue of laundry
soap leaning out upstairs windows.
And just staring. Secondhand
clothes. And pleading statesmen
who dog your steps.
Peddler selling books from push
carts. Dim-lit pool halls. Russian
baths. steamship ticket ofices
flanked by cheap luggage stores.
Reds moved to the fire-escapes.
Soon the sweltering nights of tor
ment Open air services in front
of the missions. Cracked voices
joining in hymns. The stroll ends.
The inevitable protest has come.
Dom. Pyrne. the novelist. has fled
to Cornwall. England, with his wife
and family to escape the radio
craze. Life in America was grow
ing too complex" he told friends
before sailing.
The famous sign that has graced
the bar of the Lotos Club for many
years has been taken down from
over the bard. 1t read: Stay Me
With Flagons," The club has is
sued little booklet on the passing
of the sign and George Ade. a
member, writes: TT seems to be
the general belief in New York that
the long faced deacons with their
ropy whiskers and fsh-like eyes:
their alpaca coats. and laced shoes
and ready-made bow ties: their
SNUG Organisms and beaming asin-
inities; their confirmed mediocrities
and small town in;olerances. told
| us where to get on. and We had to
get. Who would have believed ten
wears ago that the world would be
dry this year? who. this year. can
believe that it really is dry
In Bryant Park the other after
noon man sat on bench. BY
his side was white bull dog on
a leash. After a time the man un-
fastened the leash and permitted
the dog to roll around in the grass.
Then he fell asleep. When he
awakened fifteen minutes later. he
| looked about and gave shrek that
could be heard above the roar OF
Fifth avenue. The dog had disap-
peared He blew police whistle.
Soon he had. a crowd about him. in
Guiding several policemen. There
was a search but not until an hour
| later was the dog found sitting in
q doorway Of an apartment house
In the East Forties. The dog had
been appearing all season at the
J Hippodrome with his master The
animal was valued at $1,000 Among
his accomplishments was heralded
his ability to talk" But he did
not tell his master why he had
strayed from his side.