The Washington herald., 1922-06-20
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NEW YORK. June 1s.-rhoushts
while strollinK around New York:
Gypsy fortune tellers. with frinsed
red shawls. earrings and caiabash
pipes. And. careless insoiencs.
Whistling brass sign poiishers.
The sprigs are wearing cornfiowers
In their coat iapeis Another all
Creole revue.
Picture stars trekking back to
the West to give the public .some-
thing better and finer" Pungent
aroma Of mint. A tear for the poor
old tulep. Haywood Broun needs
q haircut More books on glands.
Success and health depend on them
these days
White fsnneled ealiants of for
their yachts. l used TO own an
anchor stickpin. Benny Leonard.
the pugilist. A sleek haired young
dandy with mighty wallop. A
hole in the wall book shop filled
with fusty pharmaceutical books.
And the proprietor a hunchbaek.
willie Collier likes gay hatbands.
Iney say Irving Berlin is to have
still another theater. wouldn't
Shuck Conners be proud IL he knew.
To him he was Little Irvie" in the
OLD Chinatown days. A crowd sud
denly sweeps to the curb. o that's
fellow dropped his false teeth.
That woman's hair is purple. Bet
she'll never try henna again.
still look the part. The sight
seeing bus barkers always want to
show me the sights of a wicked
city And just the other day an
old man called me Bub. A sudder,
rush of gaudy limousines. Probably
bootieggers going to work.
Nothing so thrilling to me as the
dinging of locomotive bell. Horse
drawn carriages filled with Jun.
brides. The library lions need
washing again. Something ought
70 De done about that. The chain
drug stores windows are Offering
vaudeville now. That one has a
cannon ball tuggler. No more to-
day. There goes a brass band!
There is breath of the country
side hard by a subway kiosk in
Union Square. The park commits
sioner is operating a little com.
munfty garden for the cliff dwell
ers. There are lavender and mint
sweet marjoram and rues. basil and
tennei, savory and sage growing
In an old fashioned herb garden
shaped like the spoke Of a wheel
set round a hub of black and yell
low pansies. They belong In a
garden of old fashioned flowers,
Their neighbors should be sweet
williams and bleediag hearts, holly
hooks and double daisies, rose of
sharon and snow in the mist. II is
interesting to watch the tenemen,
children stand about the garden in.
wide eyed curiosity. Not even a
camel with an advertising sign on
It's sides could lure them away the
day / was there.
Fifth avenue is offering a novelty
in window display. In one of the
curio shops the crowds may gaze
upon the gruesome mummy of an
old chief-once a Cacique of tn.
lncas-embalmed and rolled in his
poncho and turban years before
Plzarro's raiders travelled down the
Andes The face Is covered with a
dull brown veil and the eyesockets
are marked with thin gold plates,
so shaped that an archaeologists saws
he is weeping.
street tragedies are quickly ef-.
faced in crowded Manhattan. On
broadway the other afternoon a
huge truck tore into a hearse and
hurled coffin into the street.
Several women tainted. Twent,
minutes later at the same corner a
street magician was amusing a
laughing crowd before he began to
sell some of his patented gim-
cracks