The Waterbury Democrat., 1943-12-24
CHRISTMAS IN NEW YORK

shoppers chin-deep in packages c, cliins Rlang Vth Ave. as the icy fingers ol Winter pincn their faces Crowds at railroad depots com ing and leaving on the Yuletide, composing a sTn. jlicny Of pell -meiO- dies Well-uTessed Christmas trees in the windows of poverty stricken neighborhoods, putting little decoration around the edges of tattered existence A buzz saw of . wind clipping the lsat few dead leaves from the wooden lions of trees in the park .. 9ne polar-bearrr atmosphere around waterfront sectors, where there are no buildings to stop the winds from showing thier muscles Youngsters coming into drug stores from frigid streets and roder- Ang ice-cream sodahs :. Fur-bear- ing cuties rippling through the chilly Main Stem, giving Strete cor. nar Casanovas something to warm their imaginations The hack robaticS of cabbies zig-zagging through clogged thorofares . The annual gigantic Rockefeller Plaza evergreen tree-a Christmasterpiece
 Shop clerks doing their best to polish smiles sandpapered in then confusion Soldiers on furloaf with their best gals, making thoughts Of war disappear tempor- arily with loves magical sleight-of- heartrickS Tots playing in the S-ironfc oc f1Nn 1nlI rYiyrnc thnif. fapnc bouquets of rosy cheeks .. . Cough CTS in crowded subways stabbed with icicle stares by Unconscious New Workers Spirits sprinkled with stardust by the Yuletide sea- son. It makes you wonder why that spirit must Wither when the holiday is over .. A poodle out for an airing on uppity Park Ave, wearing tiny mink coat.
 Dowagers launched out of linn cuisines flouncing into swanky shops as if they intended to conquer them An untamed frosty wind prowlin galong Riverside Drive searching for an uneXposed part of the body to sting .. Workers leav- ing warm offices, turtling their Leads inside coat collare as they .curry through shivery stretes toward subway kiosks Visitors enjoying nifty Christmas gift: Wrapping the glories of the Big Town with a red ribbon and pre- sending their finds with memories
 The silk and satin tribe yap- Ni, lao &1 Hshr;cf mas parcels because of the man. power shortage. They should be Geeply grateful they can still buy luxuries in this country The nervous fingers of a windy day drumming on loose window-panes Gamblers with cigars like torches clamped in their teeth, twiddling their stares as they ogle ogle the passing parade .. Christ mas card shops that spring up every year. helping the holiday spirit bloom with their colorful dis plays.
 Post office employees working at sizzling pace, playing Santa Claus for Americans all over the globe Doormen doing their jobs in the numbing weather. refusing to allow anything to freeze their smiles . The silky swish of silence that roams through the city as dawn starts to brush the night out of its eyes Jitterbugs leaving dance halls, wearing ear-muffs but no hats or coats Thin layers of ice along the edges of the East River, cobwebbed with streaks of reflected light.
 Tho little old E.an who shines shoes near Grand Central. He tells people all the tips he gets on Christmas he converts into Christ mas seals. Good for him The voices of whispering breeZes being changed into lusty growls as they herald the approach of a storm .. . Chumps grumbling that the lack oI liquor will spoil their holiday. They should be reminded that in other parts of the world there isn't milk for children Has-been thespi-