The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1922-01-04
LITTLE OLD LADIES
IN CENTRAL PARK
AWE M'lNTY RE
EXQUISITE in Daintiness as
Delcately Flanged
Wine Glass.
By o. o. ncINTYRE

NEW york. Jan. 3. = Central
Park in. smid-afterno9n presents a
kale 'doscopic peep al New York's
luxury-ioving epheueras. This vast
breathing spot In the city's heart
becomes a sort nj r,unicinAl show
Mace 81 wcaltb--symbolize by
fine motors. fine horses and flne
clothes
On the East Drive In the warmth
of pennants Of sun flung between
towering mansions Of M'llionaire's
Row ermine-coated children with
800 toys romp about the green
sward
Mounts stepping high in satiny
curried elegance move swiftly
along the bridle path. aiingle with
silver bit chains The wine OF lite
comes to a heady bend. Faces are
relieved Of their eternal boredom,
by a healthy fush and there is a
sparkle in every eye.
Footmen In their suits OF damson
plum coloring wait at the. doors of
the victoria and brougham for
master and mistress who are
swinging on foot around the mile
Of the reservoirs graveled path. In
the center of the reservoir great
fountain is rising and falling like
the rhythmic throb of a city's heart.
Along TIE rolling driveways are
yellow-bleak carts and closely
clipped cob horses driven by
naughty. athletic looking girls
girls Injured TO snobbery. At their
side sit rangy wolf hounds. airdaies
and plucked high standing terriers
with loving cold muzzles and en-
during eyes.
Ever correct handles swagger
along the walks. completely out
fitted in natty walking tweeds. one
glove tightly clasped and the other
tapped back in studied careless
ness. Now and then the silk hat
and frock coat with boutonniere.
And little old ladies-bits Of
lavender and old lace OF mothers
generation-carryin shepherds
crooks and as exquisite in their
daintiness as the delicatelY Hanged
champagne glass. Limousines glide
by with a flash of faces as diffident
| as the swans that float in images
| of ivory along the ponds. The
mounted patrolmen sit more erect
! in their eaddles and even the SLOUGH
ing toy balloon men and popcorn
| vendors seem to realize that the
park has been taken over by aris-
tocracy.
Then at fve o'clock all is changed
the glamour disappears with the
mysterious hush of a dream. The
park. nils with workers striking
| through the town for home, thrilled
by this close contact with nature.
They sing. whistle and shout. Police
men become Jerry and Mike instead
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of rubber against asphalt as motors
rush homeward adds to the noisy
serenade. The park again belongs
to vox populi.
She was a cherubic little thing
with pouting lips and had been re-
hearsing all the day. AT six when
the day was over she walked over
to the stage manager and asked
to be excused from the 10 o'clock
in the morning call. She could not
have been more than IS. why do
you want to be excused" he asked.
"Cauth, I want to get my divorth,"
she lisped.
The crevice-i the sidewalk cafes
of Greenwich Village are feeding
the artistically starved souls with
waffles. Every other shop is de-
voted to the waffle industry. They
are filling and they are cheap. But
they have played havoc with Tiny
Tim. the soul candy vender. Tim,
with his tray. makes the rounds of
the Purple Pup. the. Pie Face Horse.
the whistling Pig and other places
along about dessert time. Since the
waffle craze has hit the village they
don't want any sweets. All they
want is a cigarette and so Sonya.
the cigarette girl. supplies them
one or two at a time. They don't
always buy cigarettes by the box in
the village. In Sheridan Square
there are eighteen waffle shops all
run by short-haired girls who have
gone on the rocks trying to paint
and sculnt