Smyrna times., 1936-07-30
SIDE LIGHTS OF
NEW YORK CITY
Told BY L. L. Stevenson in
His Own Immical Way
of DOings in City
INTERESTING SKETCHES

Neanderings and meditations A
push-cart gay with flowers bring
ing a bit of brightness to old
Broadway Florists, windows
doing the same thing and
can remember when football play
ers' heads were as shaggy as those
big chrysanthemums The bare
rocks of Central park With
youngsters initiating the goats that
used to roam among them
Wonder what that shoestring ped
dler in the shadow of the Colum-
bns monument is thinking about?
His mind evidently isn't on
his business since he doesn't hail
passersby A closer view
makes the reason apparent
The man is blind Art students
with their easels and paint boxes
going into the Metropolitan mu-
scum ]. The big vacant Car
negie home What a play
ground those large grounds would
make for youngsters and how
Fifth avenue neighbors would
howl A young couple en-
bracing on bus top Romance
knows no seasons.
Another penthouse for rent
The demand has fallen off sharply
Once there was a scramble
for them Terrace apartments
have the call now Bare trees
7. along Riverside drive But
, just as many nursemaids out as
usual and just as many
blinds leading police dogs
! A gentleman in an Ebert Hubbard
hat and with a flowing tie
He's not an artist but a pea
nut peddler Two sailors,
their hands in their pants pockets
Il. and looking mighty lonesome
IN. Trash cans in front of Sew
, enty second street brownstones
Collectors have a choice of
brass beds, tables and a broken
sewing machine A black cat
perched on window ledge, eyeing
a canary singing in a cage across
the street.
Strawberries in a restaurant win
dow Seems as If they grow
all the year now Giant frog
legs from away down South
But not as big as those down at
Guadalupe Tom Mead, for
mer Michigan boy, who now tells
a bunch of newsreel photographers
where to 20 To get good
shots, of course John Sloan,
the artist, who, after 81 years, has
deserted Greenwich Village :.
He now lives in the West Twen-
ties Despite all the nut stores
here, it's a long time since I've
seen hickory nuts But even
IL / could find them, they wouldn't
taste as they did fresh from the
trees and my mouth waters
at memories Of mothers hickory
nut cakel Thomas A. Hanna
berry, who was awarded a gold
medal by the American Society for
the Prevention Of Cruelty to Ami
mails Because he climbed to
the roof of Times Square church
and rescued a pigeon.
The narrow streets of downtown
Manhattan Breeches-fiapping
Dutchmen used to wander here
Now the crowds are concerned
mostly with finance A with
cred chewing gum peddler
Whose wares look just as woe-be-
gone A pitchman selling spec
tacles Not the colored kind,
either, but the kind supposed to
aid sight Wish a customer
would come up I'd like to see
how he fits him No luck for
either Of us Dino, the head
waiter, who was a pilot in the
italian air corps during the World
war but who holds that not
even Napoleon could get him to
cross the sea to take part in the
present war.
Arthur Hopkins, whose luck Is
bad. After two costly the
atrical fiops, he fell and injured
his hip G. w. Greneker, the
dean of all the Broadway theatri-
cal press agents
In one Of the big Fifth avenue
stores, ! noticed what looked like
a telephone booth glorified with
bun, chromium and opal glass. In
quiry developed the fact that il is
a chamber constructed so that the
particular woman may sample va
rious perfumes with no distrac-
tions. A push Of a button is fol-
lowed by rush Of fresh air and
then comes a breath of perfume.
Another push, another rush of air
and another perfume. The thing
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