The Washington herald., 1922-02-17
HINTS OF SPRING
ANDCITY'SCHILL
DISQUIET MINTYRE
Wife Didn't Recognize
Buffalo Bill When He
Was Tame.
By O. o. MCINTYRE.


while stroi.ing arodni New York:
Demons of the links off for the
weekend. And the bridge addicts
stay at home. Pearl gray HON.
burga The tailors are showing
their spring suitings. Soon the
violet hawkers will be out. Power
of suggestion. A row of Danish
pastry shops and I've got indiges-
ton. 4.
Hate to be a Scot a day like
this. There's sign for you:
'Mustaches Plucked." Priceless, I'll
say. F. Scott Fitzgerald. Looks
like sophomore. Groups moving
: toward the galleries to drink cul-
ture. The old slave market. Sup
pose buyers inquired: 'THave you
any nice fresh slaves today"
They say ALI the Southern tea
rooms pow serve cocktails. And
they appear so prim. Wonder what
the hotel rates are at the Riviera?
Every window filed with Palm
Beach sport toys. Now we'll have
to look at those societyat-th
beach pictures in the sunday pa
pers.
A steamship. warehouse. Dusty
bales of spice. pepper, musk, and
bales of ochre. That fellow has
nerve. Walking across the street
in a bath-robe. Gosh. what
scare. That policeman walked up
behind and asked for a match. 1
tried to appear nonchalant. But
he saw my hands shake. ., 81.
Silent children perched along
grooved -stone steps. No place to
play--but the sidewalk and gutter.
Cheap. cold. dingy rooms where
pick-and-shovel men creep to eat
bread and bananas and forget
themselves in sleep. Faces as stole
as the Mandarins. What Is the
cure for it all?
An old woman sewing-perhaps
her shroud. What did I eat last
night that makes me this way?
believe ii was that talky play.
From now on-bare-legged shows
and the hoop-la,, Life is too feet
ing. Perhaps a trip on the ferry
will help.
like to watch the gulls. The
most romantic sort of bird l know.
Imagine following a great ocean
liner clear across. Dipping and
sporting in the spray. That would
be the existence.
Courtney Ryley Cooper at
Dutch treat luncheon told of 'he
days when he was press agent for
reply. II know better" said the
short stories of circus life. One
night Buffalo Bill came out to his
ranch late and drove up quietly
TO his house. He knocked at the
door. Who's there" said Mrs.
Buffalo Bill. ITS BILL" was the
reply. I know better" said the
wife. get away from that door or
I'll I'LL you full of holes. and I'm
a sure shot" The old plainsman
was thoughtful for a moment, then
tip-toed back to his buggy, drove
a short distance, turned about and
beat the horse into a wild run.
He cut across the yard, tore up a
tree or two. raked down a fence.
upset a cistern and finally drove
the horse upon the front porch.
Then he knocked at the door.
Come in, Willie" said his wife.
Fifth avenues new plaza at
night Is one of the most pic
turesque spots in all the city. 1t
took ten years of construction to-
fashion this juncture of Fifty-ninth
street and the avenue. New sub
ways run under it, new trees and
gardens have been planted on 1t!
and an imposing entrance to Cen
trail Park is to lead from it. st.
Gauden's statue of Gen. Sherman is
in a new position, facing Karl Bit
ter's fountain-the gift of Joseph
Pulitzer. Towering in the back
ground is the new twenty-four
story Hecksher Building on the
site of the w. c. Whitney home.
and nearby is the mansion of Cor
nelius Vanderbilt
The blind violinist of Five Points
has retired. For eighteen years
he strolled about playing his tunes
in this gang-infested district. He
knew all the gunner who have
died and all those who are alive,
and they we're his friends.