The Washington herald., 1922-06-08
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| NEW YORK. June s.-Fashton
| finds a vivid show place for its
freakish caprices along Fifth ave-
nue. in the later afternoon when the
boulevard becomes the docking
space for oddities in dress. The ex-
ponents of latest styles expect to be
stared at. Indeed. they revei IN at
tracing attention.
| Out of the revolving door OF an
uptown hotel the other afternoon
came a man wearing cream white
trousers and a black broadcloth
coat piped with purple braid. His
hat was of purple straw, and as
might be expected. he wore a rim
less monocle. He had the pip-ptp.
cheerio and near-mustache of Pic
adiily. swank. no end.
Not half block away girl was
waiting for a stage. She carried a
walking stick and her mannish cut
! blue serge was heightened by
binoculars slung csrelessly across
her shoulder. Her feet were en-
velvet tapping tops of green. From
/
jade cigarette case doomed. She
wore q derby-shaped hat.
In the swirl that grouped about
a florist window near the cathedral
was a woman who had reached the
autumn of life despite the vigilance
of wrinkle experts. She wore half
| stockings and one of these foppy
hats. the brim curved down with
ribbon tied under her chin. like the
ingenues of the swing song number
in musical comedy.
Read on-you may as well know
the worst. The same afternoon
saw a tall and supple girl In her
early twenties. She ambled along
with majestic grace carrying a tall
Shephard's crook ana gazing at the
crowd through a iorgnette. Her
dress swept the ground and her
Gainsborough hat was remindful of
Lillian Russell in her weberheldian
days.
In a little room over 4 pleasant
cafe hard by McDougal Alley-a
room shot with pleasant sunbeams
and picturesque in untidiness-is a
club that stands as a monument to
lost hopes. II is haven for poeticai
misfits and bravely heralds IL with
the name. The Failures" The long,
haired in velveteen coats group
there to exchange lyrical views and
discuss the banalities of modern
poesy.
There are moments at the Aqua
rum that offer more excitement
than merely obeying the huge
placards. "wetchout for pickpock-
cts" There was. for instance, the
other morning, a fight between two
seals in the circular tank on the
main floor. The fight began over a
morsel of dead FISH tossed to them
by the keeper at 3 o'clock. 1t lasted
until o'clock in the afternoon. and
| was only ended by one of the seals
being removed in a net. Their night
offers all the thrills of a blood
curling movie. They dive and leap
/ into the air and race around with
the speed OF an express train, and
their roars can be heard all over
Eattery Park. The city editor OF
the film news dailies rushed their
expert cameramen there but the
aquarium keepers refused to permit
their charges being exploited in
such a vulgar pastime.
| He was round faced. ruddy
checked Celtic type with blue eyes
that have a mischievous twinkle. He
was standing under theater
canopy on West Forty-second street.
| ! asked a Broadwayite. who pro-
fesses great wisdom in character
study, who the fellow might be.
The keeper OF a country. store ov
| a village contractor" he replied.
And he added: I'll venture II is his
| first view of New York. He will
probably see one or two home ana
mother dramas, sun burn the roof
of his mouth gazing at downtown
skyscrapers, eat batter cakes at
Childs and sent postcards of his
hotel with X marking his room" l
hadn't the heart to tell him that the
! innocent looking stranger was Mack
/ Sennett who specializes in bathing
! beauties for the films and is the
most oppressively sophisticated per-
son one would meet in a tour of the
globe.