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Show Lights of NewYork By L. L. STEVENSON Doubtful: Whenever a ship from the Dutch East Indies comes into port, Charles ("Cannibal") Miller, who was born down in that part of the world, goes over to Brooklyn to visit officers and men. A ship that recently arrived had, as crew members, mem-bers, a number of Javanese who never before had been in this part of the world. Clad for the tropics, New York's winter climate was not at all to their liking. At dinner, the steward, who shivered constantly constant-ly despite the fact that the dining room was well heated, was so courteous cour-teous and served so well that Charley Char-ley tipped, him a dollar. The Javanese Java-nese scrutinized the bill carefully, then ran to the purser and demanded demand-ed that he be given guldcrs for it The purser assured the young man the bill was good anywhere in the world. The steward, however, was unconvinced. "How can the money of this country," he asked, "be any good when it is so cold?" Street Scene: A stiffly starched nursemaid reading a movie magazine maga-zine on a Central Park West bench while the infant in her charge sleeps in its buggy . . . Seated next to her, a ragged, emaciated man whose interest inter-est seems centered on the traffic stream that stops with the red light and dashes ahead with the green. ... A policeman sauntering past with a smile, which the nurse does not see ... An out-of-town couple taking, a gay ride in an old-fashioned hansom cab with bright red wheels . . . Though his eyes are still on the traffic, the hand of the emaciated man moves toward the baby carriage car-riage , . . After awhile, he rises and walks away slowly, a bulge in the front of his coat hardly discernible dis-cernible . . . The baby awakens and begins to cry . . . The nurse searches for its bottle . . . But the milk has vanished. Peltry: More than $500 worth of rare leopard skins were worn by Leonard Warren when he sang the baritone role in "Aida" at the Metropolitan Opera house recently. The skins covering Warren's 200 pounds, two perfectly matched pelts of Samoli leopards, were an importation impor-tation which the singer himself selected se-lected in the fur markets and had made into a costume. Warren knows fur as well as he knows music. Before Be-fore taking up singing as a career, he spent many winters in the north woods buying the pelts of mink, beaver, bea-ver, fox, raccoon and muskrat for his father who was in the fur business. busi-ness. Music of course took him away from the wilds and the overcoats over-coats of animals, but now he is finding find-ing use for his fur knowledge in grand opera. Fact: As a result of a week-end visit to New York night spots, Helen Hamilton, proprietor of the Troika club in Washington, sends along this observation: "No one at our table smoked, yet at each place we visited the cigarette girl pushed her wares at us at least five times. There were no children in our party but the girl with the toys persistently tried to sell her gadgets to the men who were with us. I wore two large orchids on my shoulder and my friend wore gardenias. That, however, how-ever, did not prevent flower girls from coming to our table repeatedly and pushing their posies, not at us but at our escorts. We are firmly convinced that the No. 1 hick town is New York city." I |
