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Show A ONLY FILTERED AIR IN NEW HOTEL ST. REGIS When a St. Regis lodger pays $123 times cleaner, and hence healthier, a day for apartments in the most ex- than the atmosphere in other and pensive hostelry that New York ever more densely populated sections in had, he or she purchases not only the metropolis. Yet in their ambition those pieces do resistance fer which to put the St. Itegis in a class by the artistic ami culinary frontiers of itself as a lily white inn Col. John two hemispheres have been Jacob Astor, the owner, and Manager but also the privilege of Haan derlJedtcr spend $300,000 on air breathing air that has been filtered filters. Their dream was to make It and prepared Just as carefully as are the most sahjtnry as well as luxurious the hundred and one other luxuries hotel in existence, and apparently the awaiting those who can afford to pay dream has come to pass. for them. St. Regis air Is Simon Iure Behind it and its fulfillment Is an cubic foot of it being filtered Interesting and Intricate story written every of a barrel of dust a day. in machinery, dynamos,. air screens, By reason of its remarkable system wonderful radiators which . heat or of air filtration if for no other reasrn cool the air as the need may be. In th& new hotel occupies about the conjunction with immense troughs of softest place imaginable in the lap of boiling water to revivify tlfe vitiated ' luxury. All Its patrons are Insured air preparatory to its being fanned absolutely against breathing contam- - through the abnormally tall and narrowInatcd air or air In the viewless -chested structure by means of of which crouches the omn- ten linear miles of piping. Jungles ipresent microbe. No other public or Properly Bpeaking, the story of the In structure counSt. this or Regis air combs or filters Is a rocity ,prlrate is with mance such below stairs. For In illustratextensive try equipped remarkable Chief as air filters the new ing it ,ar.d Engineer Jurgensen conducted the interviewer by a roundjFlfth Avenue temple of luxury. On the lip of every visitor, in the about passage from the office on the endless pilgrimages being made to main floor down one flight of marble the new shrine of the millionaire, is stairs, through a subway dining room, the question: IIow is the twenty- - down another flight through a substory building ventilated? This ques- subway kitchen as white as marble tion is natural because no one ever can make it and down 6tlll another accs a window open and but few marble stairway into a ran-racke- d, sub-sub-su- explained: Jurgensen Engineer When the air is first drawn into the building and subjected to n preliminary filtering, it is, cf course, of tbe tamo temperature as the open atmosphere. Having passed through the first filter, it is cooled am' blown between the heated coils and thence into this steam room. Hire it acquires or, rather, roucqejres the humidity or moisture which was filtered out simultaneously with tk dust microbes, and To that exother foreign pasJifb-- . iS tent the air aitlficial, but as the most neessaiw' IngrlUnt of air is oxygen and a certain humidity, we believe that our guests breathe the best air that it is possible to furnish In New York. By special permission a sample of the diut gathered from tbe St. Regis filters and spread thlrly on a plate four Inches in diamctci has been subjected to a chemical and mlscroscoplc analysis by the Department of Health. This Is what the St. Regis guest escapes when he breathes In an atmosphere that has been specially combed, washed and dried: Five bacteria germs, of which three were common bacteria; one an incipient tubercle bacillus, and one a common Influenza perm; carbon, and several metallic and vegetable particle?, so fine as to be almost Invisible to the naked eye. New York Times. three-quarter- s Man Who Was to Do the Worrying. SELLING OLD "DUDS. GIRL EASY VICTIM OF WILES OP OLD CLOTHES MAN. According to Fair New Yorker Ho Had the Art of Disparagement Down Fine Made Her Ashamed of Her Lack of Taste. If you want to realize how really cheap am! mean )uu are, and what an awful figure you cut in the clothes you wear, ami what bad taste you have, and a few other things that It is good for you to know," said a New York woman, Just try to dispose of some of your old clothes to a professional o!d clothes man." Oh, I never could, said the girl from Jersey. Td like to know why you couldnt," remarked the other scathingly. you fancy you arc too good or too respectable? Why, Mrs. Astor does it! Mrs. Vanderbilt and the old clothes man are hand In glove. He told me so himself. He showed roe a cotton velveteen dress that she sold him only last week. Yes, Indeed; and youve no Idea how scornful and how gorgeous he is. I had a lot of last years garments that I had outgrown not that Im getting fat, my dear, so dont look at me with pity in your eyes; 1G0 Is not fat Well, I had been seeing all sorts of Representative Dresser of Bradford, advertisements in the papers about Pa., is a large manufacturer of oil 'highest prices given for castoff well supplies. Since he has been in clothing. They all seemed so anxious politics he has allowed his son to to pay out their money that I decided manage some parts of his business. A to get rid of my clothes in a lump. I week or two ago he went up home to couldnt select among them, all were look over the factory, and while he so full of golden offers. So I Just shut was In his office a man from one of ray eyes and put my finger on one, and I sent that one a postal card tellthe oil districts asked to see him. What is It, Jim?" Representative ing him to call. Dresser asked. He came early the next morning Why, Mr. Dresser," the visitor re- and really, my dear, he was 5o gorgeplied, I am in a heap of trouble. 1 ous and smart and beautiful In his silk owe $G00 and it is keeping me up hat and Prince Albert coat that I wantnights worrying how I can pay it 1 ed to run when he caught me In my kimono, with my bangs done up in havent got the money. I wlggers. Dresser dear replied. My Jim, Alas! my dear. Do you remember dont see why that should disturb you. Let the other fellow do the worrying. that mink Jacket I felt so proud of last I have found that the best plan. winter? Is that a good plan? The one with the frogs and the cut Best in the world. Whom do you steel buttons? asked the girl from owe the money to? Jersey. "To your son. I bought some stuff Yes. Well, would you believe it? of him. Detroit Journal. Though I gave a cool hundred for it, that fur wasnt real; and it must have been Didnt Know About Caesar. when I got it; and, Miss Marie Manning, the author, although I thought it very smart, I tells this incident of her recent Euro- assure you it was quite out of date pean trip. The novelist was seeing at least, it was beside Mrs. VanderRome for the first time, and in the bilt's cotton velveteen gown, so the old was anxious clothes man assured me; and, if you course of her to include a visit to the tomb of Cae- had ever seen him, you couldnt havq sar. Meeting a citizen on the street, doubted his word. she inquired in her best Italian, the And my $40 foulard was a mere location of the tomb. rag, scarcely worth fixing over. The man looked greatly embarrassAnd that French hat I paid $28 for ed. was a complete bit of I am desolated, he on Signorina, the part of the milliner. Why, the in excellent Engspeaking apologized, I do not know. Caesar has ostrich feathers on it werent even off lish. an ostrich, but just made of cotton. been dead so long! Harpers And you should have seen the fine scorn with which, he glanced over all my silk petticoats and my last winTwo Homes. ters suit and relegated them to the My home was in the island that we love rags. Set in the seas. And then what do you suppose he The heaven alternate smiles and frowns above; offered me? Five dollars for the lot! The stately trees and fields the are And what did you do? asked the Beset the hedgerows, gay girl from Jersey. sympathetic blossom-storWith While still the gray sea washes, night Well, I was so ashamed of those and day, disgraceful garments, and so impress, The white cliffed shore. ed with the idea of my own frightful My home is in the solemn, wide Karoo, bad taste that I accepted it to get rid The boundless veld. of them, and went out and bought a infinite dome stainof with o'er Spanned less blue, collarette. Here have I dwelt moth-eate- sight-seein- RECIVIN6 TANKFO& !AR open doors TIN$ in the St. Regis. From one end of the year to the other its windows will remain closed if the new air filters prove successful. Their success thus far is attested by the statement of Chief Engineer J. C. Jurgensen that nearly a barrel of dust had been filtered daily from the air since the hotel was opened some seven weeks ago. , .According to Chief .Engineer Jurdays that gensen, during the forty-odin been have filters the operation exthirty-thre- e and a fraction baractly rels of dust have been combed, so to say, out pf approximately one hundred pillion cubic feet of air as inhaled add' exhaled by the hotel during its brief existence: of less than two d ! way engine and boiler region three floors below the street level. All the St. Regis stairways are marble even in the engine and boiler region sixty feet under Fifth Avenue. Chief Engineer Jurgensen controls the lungs of the hostelry. During he or every hour of the twenty-fou- r his assistant has a finger on the pulse of the great, breathing building. Should it flutter for the slightest instant the fact is at once communicated to the chief engineer and a remedy prescribed. Unlocking a polished oak door of expensive and handsome carving a door that would not shame the average hotel as a main portal the engineer entered a narrow passage, lighted by electricity and walled on one side by a queer arrangement of cheese cloth shutters, each shaped like the letter V. Walling the other side of the compartment was a system . of radiator coils, twenty deep,, with narrow interstfees through which d air were blowing gales of from the shutters. Passing on through another door, the heating room was revealed. Here were long rows of parallel troughs filled with boiling water,, from which the steam ice-col- months. A , barrel of dust a day! Startling . t j as this is as a first impression,; it be-it is considered comes more in the the air . region around rthat 7 street Fff ti Avenue and Fifty-fiftarose steadily as from a singing is milHonaire section he' many place kettle. t , so-whe- ; . t ; n h fire- Do n g bunco-steerin- g e; Until the giant hills, the arid plain Of sand and stone. The thorny bush, a thirst for tarrying rain Are homelike grown. Sometimes my heart looks hack, and cries yearning To seek once more The fragrant hedgerows and the chang. ing skies, The lanes of yore, And then the wide, wide veld far stretched below The high, blue dome. Holds me with mighty - arms, and whis Lo! pers,'I am - thy home." Anna Ho wart h. In tho Spectator. You silly girl! And, oh, I forgot to tell you, the old clothes man suggested that I come right down to his shop and . spend that $5. He felt sure I should be charmed with Mrs. Vanderbilt s cotton velveteen gown. New York . , Press. 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