The Washington herald., 1922-04-21
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NEW YORK, April 2o.-Thoughts
while strolling around New Yorw:
The Broadway lunch hour. Life
pulses. Young passion Is shrill. And
the venerable dandies. As lonesome
as barber in Russia. Inexplicable
hard-instinct In full sway. Cafe
terios advertising wild honey. Won
der who leases the bees. George
Cohan and daughter Georgette
More gloomy dramas, Consump-
tives splitting blood and blasphem-
ing Heaven. And painting SEX
starved females. Bless Ziegfeld for
the Follies. That cop showed me
back to the curb. why the dirty
so-and-so. Nothing but jostling
humanity. Heigh no! for the open
road and swords
A little bit of Grug street in the
noisy marts where writers, re-
viewers ond artists go for the noon
hour. A certain romantic rakish-
ness. One thinks of loose neck
clothes. Quill pens and open hearths.
But writing has ceased to be pro-
fession. It's a game. Think OF
Flaubert working two days on two
lines. And the modern novel is done
IN an VIGIL, at ledsI a
A Greek shoe sinner reading Iliad.
Another sarsaparilla hell-hole. The
town Is getting rough. A group of
East Indian tumblers giving a street
show. I'll watch-until the hat is
passed. Old men with blue and
gentle eyes mounting cathedral
steps. Tangled gray boards and
shabby, gentility. There's John v.
A. Weaver, the boy poet.
Befrilled children romping to the
park. Last throes of winter, not
quite dead. There's the cats corset
-fop in red riding <breaches and
an anklet watch. Hot towel! Serf-
Gus looking fellow is Theodore
Dreiser. Dusty automobiles from the
midwest Haunting gay banners.
A great theatrical star now In
the descent. A dethroned mind that
is skipping and glimmering through
q land of shadows. Each day he
walks the Rialto rehearsing to him
self long forgotten lines. China
town buses needing "just one more
passenger" The aroma of coffee.
Business of climbing lunch
counter stool.
the war, are having a rousing come
back. The newest in cane shops mas
opened on the avenue. 1t has =
marble facade and two tiny oval
windows with plush background in
which only the heads OF two canes
ara shown in each. The cheapest
cane they handle Is plain malacca
for SIS. The most expensive Is
nRko ia
$50. The 325 cane has a gold knob
which holds a patent cigar hghter
and a tiny watch. There Is also
receptacle for orangeade or What-
ever it is they drink these aria
days. AS Is usual with Firth avenue
exclusiveness there Is no sign to IN
dicate just what sort of shop II IS;
Alan Dale is Drawing the scorn
OF his fellow critics by being the
author of a new play soon to be
produced. Managers have always
hurled the collective sneer at the
bombasttc reviewers by asking
them why they don't write play
as good as the ones they roast
ONLY one critic in the last ten years
in New York has put over a sue
cess In fact he has two hits now
running. He is George s. Kaufman
dramatic editor of the Times.
The original Beefsteak John on
the Bowery-there are forty-one
Beefsteak Johns in Manhattan-ls
going to move uptown to the Roar
ing Forties. His eatery near Chat-
ham Sauare has been picturesque
spot for years. Chuck Conners USED
to dine there and so did many other
Rowerv notables. John declares
that without a Is cent dinner ne
cannot draw trade on the Bowery
and he cannot serve flling meal
at that price these days.