The Washington herald., 1922-10-20
NetD York City
Day by Day
b. o. q. MeIntyfe.

NEW YORK, Oct. is,-Thoughts
while stroiling around New York:
Longacre Squares parade Of bru-
nettes and blonds. Bobbed heads.
Poke bonnets. And baby stares.
Bristling epigrams such as Lets
get gipny" The California orange
drink stands dying of. Wonder who
thought of calling the San Fran
cisco earthquake a fire.
teers. Whatever became of Thomas
Mott Osborne? Soft shoe dancers
earnestly discussing their art.
must be growing old. Youth an
noys me. But / still like animal
crackers. Dairy lunches with deep
cushioned leather chairs. And
night lunch wagons have gone the
way of the old cab horse.
Sedentary clerks thrilling to the
athletic demonstration in a window.
Newspapers heralding gland op-
erations. The next generation will
call grandpa-glandpa What a
bum wheeze that turned out to ne.
But I've got to fill up with some
thing.
New melodramas crammed with
hokum. At that it's better than
the filth of the bedroom farce.
There goes handsome Lou Telle-
gen. Dead turtles on blocks of
ice. Supposed to whet the appetite.
Clubmen In dinner clothes. All
steamed up for a frolic and no
place to go.
Forty-sixth street. Walk up
apartments with kitchenettes. Hat
cleaning parlors. Dog shops. And
hair dressing dens where gin Is
made while you wait. A black
voodooist speaking from a soap
box. There is something heroic to
me about tailors sitting cross
legged and toiling patiently by
dim gas light. In the Forties they
work all night.
The rush homeward from the
theaters. Acres of motors Bed,am
in every block. Leading men
sauntering out to face the line OF
stage door gapers. A gold-star
mother selling chewing gum. Late
extras. The whine OF jazz and the
overtone of cosmetics. And now
for the slippers and pipe.
Near the Palace Theater in one
OF the ticket scalpinE hutches there
appeared a new kind OF business
to welcome Broadway trade the
other day. The sign reads. 'Fusel
Oil Extractor-Ages Liquids Five
Years in One Minute" The instru-
ment was being demonstrated by a
typical type OF circus ballyhoo and
when l was there he was doing a
land Office business.
Down at the foot of Wall street
is the coffee market. 1t Is a i've
ly spot where one sees numerous
Brazilians bartering with American
importers. They drink their own
wares. too. There are any num-
Der of coffee shops In the neighbor-
hood. One dealer told me he drank
as many as nine cups Of coffee every
day for lunch. The foot OF Wall
street some 200 years ago was one
of the principal slave markets in
the New World. where ships bear
Ing such pious names a sthe Good
Prophet and the guardian Angel
unloaded their human cargoes.
Many fascinating moments can
be spent strolling through Maiden
Lane, the downtown district for
jewelers.. The windows are rich
with precious gems. Hundreds of
private detectives patrol the dis
trict beside the extra squad OF reg
ular police. II one loiters in front
OF a window for any great length
of time. he suddenly finds a husky
figure on each side, apparently taxi
ing no interest. In reality they are
sleuths. The district Is honey
combed with alarms that arouse the
street and flash the news to al po-
lice stations in case OF a hold-up
Maiden Lane, in the past few years.
has had very few big robberies.
1t is below Fulton street, the dead
line for crooks, and those who
have braved the danger of crossing
to pull off a job have invariably
been caught