(For add form: See October VANITY FAIR, page 19.)

A REVOLUTIONARY AD FOR THE NEW WALDORF-ASTORIA

Fine Living... *a la carte*

LISTEN, BUMS!

Look! See what *Vanity Fair* says about the new Waldorf-Astoria:

"All the luxuries of private home...."

Now, won't that be charming when the last flop-house has turned you
down this winter? Furthermore:

"It is far beyond anything hitherto attempted in the
hotel world....." It cost twenty-eight million
dollars. The famous Oscar Tschirky is in charge of
banqueting. Alexandre Gastaud is chef. It will be
a distinguished background for society.

So when you've got no place else to go, homeless and hungry ones,
choose the Waldorf as a background for your rags--

(Or do you still consider the subway after midnight good enough?)

ROOMERS

Take a room at the new Waldorf, you down-and-outers--sleepers in
charity flop-houses where God pulls a long face, and you
have to pray to get a bed.

They serve swell board at the Waldorf-Astoria. Look at this menu,
will you:

Gumbo Creole

Crab Meat in Cassolette

Boiled Brisket of Beef

Small Onions in Cream

Watercress Salad

Peach Melba

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Have luncheon there this afternoon, all you jobless. Why not?
Dine with some of the men and women who got rich off of your
labor, who clip coupons with clean white fingers because
your hands dug coal, drilled stone, sewed garments, poured
steel--to let other people draw dividends and live easy.
(Or haven't you had enough yet of the soup-lines and the bitter
bread of charity?)

Walk through Peacock Alley tonight before dinner, and get warm,
anyway. You've got nothing else to do.

EVICTED FAMILIES

All you families put out in the street: Apartments in the Towers
are only $10,000 a year. (Three rooms and two baths.)

Move in there until times get good, and you can do better.
$10,000 and $1.00 are about the same to you, aren't they?

Who cares about money with a wife and kids homeless, and nobody in
the family working? Wouldn't a duplex high above the street
be grand, with a view of the richest city in the world at
your nose?

A lease, if you prefer; or an arrangement terminable at will.

NEGROES

O, Lawd, I done forgot Harlem!

Say, you colored folks, hungry a long time in 135th Street--they
got swell music at the Waldort-Astoria. It sure is a
mighty nice place to shake hips in, too. There's dancing after
supper in a big warm room. It's cold as hell on Lenox Avenue.
All you've had all day is a cup of coffee. Your pawn-shop
overcoat's a ragged banner on your hungry frame....You know,

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downtown folks are just crazy about Paul Robeson. Maybe they'd like you, too, black mob from Harlem. Drop in at the Waldorf this afternoon for tea. Stay to dinner. Give Park Avenue a lot of darkie color--free--for nothing! Ask the Junior Leaguers to sing a spiritual for you. They probably know 'em better than you do--and their lips won't be so chapped with cold after they step out of their closed cars in the under-cover driveways.

### Hallelujah: undercover driveways!

### Ma soul's a witness for de Waldorf-Astoria!

(A thousand nigger section-hands keep the road-beds smooth, so investments in railroads pay ladies with diamond necklaces staring at Cert murals.)

### Thank God A-Mighty!

(And a million niggers bend their backs on rubber plantations, for rich hips to ride on thick tires to the Theatre Guild tonight.)

### Ma soul's a witness!

(And here we stand, shivering in the cold, in Harlem.)

### Glory be to God--

### De Waldorf-Astoria's open!

EVERYBODY

So get proud and rare back, everybody! The new Waldorf-Astoria's open!

(Special siding for private cars from the railroad yards.)

You ain't been there yet?

(A thousand miles of carpet and a million bath rooms.)

What's the matter? You haven't seen the ads in the papers? Didn't you get a card? Don't you know they specialize in American cooking?

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Ankle on down to 49th Street at Park Avenue. Get up off that subway bench tonight with the evening POST for cover! Come on out o' that flop-house! Stop shivering your guts out all day on street corners under the L.

Jesus, ain't you tired yet?

CHRISTMAS CARD

Heil Mary, Mother of God!

The new Christ child of the Revolution's about to be born.

(Kick hard, red baby, in the bitter womb of the mob.)

Somebody, put an ad in VANITY FAIR quick!

Call Oscar of the Waldorf--for Christ's sake!

It's almost Christmas, and that little girl--turned whores because her belly was too hungry to stand it any more--wants a nice clean bed for the Immaculate Conception.

Listen, Mary, Mother of God, wrap your new born babe in the red flag of Revolution;

The Waldorf-Astoria's the best manger we've got.

For reservations: Telephone

Eldorado 5-3000

..................

Langston Hughes

October 1, 1931

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Watercress Salad

Peach Melba

Dine with some of the men and women who got rich off of your labor,
who ~~get~~ clip coupons with clean white fingers because
your hands dug coal, drilled stone, sewed garments, pour-
ed steel—to let other people draw dividends and live
easy.

Walk through Peacock Alley tonight before dinner, and get warm, any-
way. You've got nothing else to do.

EVICTED FAMILIES

Who cares about money with a wife and kidshomeless, and nobody in the
family working? Wouldn't a duplex high above the street
be grand, with a view of the richest city in the world at
your nose?

NEGROES

Say, you colored folks, hungry a long time in 135th Street—they
 got swell music at the Waldorf-Astoria. It sure is a mighty nice
 place to shake hips in. There's dancing after supper in

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ADVERTISEMENT FOR THE WALDORF—ASTORIA

LISTEN HUNGRY ONES!

Look! See what VANITY FAIR says about the new Waldorf-Astoria:

All the luxuries of private home....
Now, isn't that charming when the last flop-house has
turned you down this winter? Furthermore:

It is far beyond anything hitherto attempted in
the hotel world.... It cost twenty-eight
million dollars. The famous Oscar Tschirky
is in charge of banqueting. Alexandre Gas-
taud is chef. It will be a distinguished back-
ground for society.
So when you've got no place else to go, homeless and hun-
gry ones,

Choose the Waldorf as a background for your rags—
(Or do you still consider the subway after midnight good
enough?)

ROOMERS

Take a room at the new Waldorf, you down-and-outers—
sleepers in charity flop-houses where God
pulls a long face, and you have to pray to
get a bed.

GUMBO CREOLE
CRABMEAT IN CASSOLETTE
BOILED BRISKET OF BEEF
SMALL ONIONS IN CREAM
WATERCRESS SALAD

PEACH MELBA
Have luncheon there this afternoon, all you jobless.

Why not?

Dine with some of the men and women who got rich off of
your labor, who clip coupons with clean white
fingers because your hands dug coal, drilled
stone, sewed garments, poured steel—to let
other people live easy and draw dividends.

Walk through Peacock Alley tonight before dinner, and
get warm anyway. You've got nothing else to
do.

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Ankle on down to 49th Street at Park Avenue tonight. Get up
off that subway bench with the evening POST for
cover! Come on out o' that flop-house! Stop
shivering your guts out all day on street corners
under the L.

Jesus, ain't you tired yet?

CHRISTMAS CARD

Hail Mary, Mother of God!

Somebody put an ad in VANITY FAIR quick!

Call Oscar of the Waldorf---for Christ's sake!

Notify the East Side!

It's almost Christmas, and that little girl--- turned whose
because her belly was too hungry to stand it any
more---wants a nice clean bed for the Immaculate
Conception.

Listen, Mary, Mother of God, wrap your new born babe in the
red flag of Revolution:

For reservations: Telephone Eldorado 5-3000.

## POEM FOR THE OPENING OF THE WALDORF-ASTORIA

### LISTEN HUNGRY ONES!!

"All the luxuries of private home....."

"It is far beyond anything hitherto attempted in the hotel world...." It cost twenty-eight million dollars. The famous Oscar Tschirky is in charge of banqueting. Alexandre Gastaud is chef. It will be a distinguished background for society.

So when you've got no place else to go, homeless and hungry ones, choose the Waldorf as a background for your rags---

### ROOMERS

Take a room at the New Waldorf, you down-and-outers---sleepers in charity flop-houses where God pull a long face, and you have to pray to get a bed.

They serve swell board at the Waldorf-Astoria. Look at this menu, will you?

* GUMBO CREOLE
* CRABMEAT IN CASSCOLETTE
* BROILED BRISKET OF BEEF
* SMALL ONIONS IN CREAM
* WATERCRESS SALAD
* PEACH MELBA

Have luncheon there this afternoon, all you jobless Why not?

Dine with some of the men and women who got rich off your labor, who clip coupons with clean white fingers because your hands dug coal drilled stone, sewed garments, poured steel---to let other people draw dividends and live easy.

Walk through Peacock Alley tonight before supper, and get warm, anyway. You've got nothing else to do.

### EVICTED FAMILIES

All you families put in the street: Apartments in the Towers are only $10,000 a year. (Three rooms and two baths.) Move in there until times get good, and you can do better. $10,000 and $1.00 are about the same to you, aren't they?

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"A lease, if you prefer; or an arrangement terminable at will."

## NEGROES

Say, you colored folks, hungry a long time in 135th Street---they got swell music at the Waldorf-Astoria. It sure is a mighty nice place to shake hips in, too. There's dancing after supper in a big warm room. It's cold as hell on Lenox Avenue. All you've had all day is a cup of coffee. Your pawnshop overcoat's a ragged banner on your hungry frame... You know, down-town folks are just crazy about Paul Robeson. Maybe they'd like you, too, black mob from Harlem. Drop in at the Waldorf this afternoon for tea. Stay to dinner. Give Park Avenue a lot of darkie color---free---for nothing! Ask the Junior Leaguers to sing a spiritual for you. They probably know 'em better than you do---and their lips won't be so chapped with cold after they step out of their closed cars in the undercover driveways.

Hallelujah! under-cover driveways!

(A thousand nigger section-hands keep the roadbeds smooth, so investments in railroad pay ladies with diamond necklaces staring at Cert murals.)

Thank God A-Mighty!

(And a million niggers bend their backs on rubber plantations, for rich behinds to ride on thick tires to the Theatre Guild tonight.)

Ma soul's a witness!

Glory be to God---

De Waldorf-Astoria's open!

## EVERYBODY

You ain't been there yet?

Jesus, ain't you tired yet?

## CHRISTMAS CARD

Hail Mary, Mother of God!

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It's almost Christmas, and that little girl---turned
whore because her belly was too hungry to stand
it any more---wants a nice clean bed for the Im-
maculate Conception.

Listen, Mary, Mother of God, wrap your new-born
babe in the red flag of Revolution!

The Waldorf-Astoria's the best manager we've got.

For reservations: Telephone

RLdorado 5-3000.