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New York City! THE STATUE OF LIBERTY l When the train pulled into Hoboken the sight of that classic skyline was r obscured, immediately by box-cars and eventually, by a thick fog which had rolled up the river from the harbor; so I might as well have slept, but you I know, of course, I didn't. I tracked straight for the 23rd street terry whence I could start for Bayonne-I liked saying that I was going to Bayonne, you can't possibly pronounce it without a French nasal. From the ferry I couldn't see far on account of the fog which so blended with the white smoke of the chugging little tugs that it seemed that it was all coming from these little stacks and hanging low like a cotton batting roof. As we neared he New York side we passed some liners at dock and at first I thought that I saw the Leviathan, but a few docks further there was a larger one; that may have been it. TRINITY CHURCH And great heterogenious mounds, built up on a string of passing barges, proved to be garbage en route to the sea hogs. Down to the sea on barges. GRANT'S TOMB. My business was finished by half after nine and no train to New York City for 'most an hour. But a thick tongued German brogue, closely watched over by a bristly little moustache of the same nationality, suggested a buss and so a buss we took. Then the tube! And then the subway! I immediately arranged for tickets to the shows. Of the matinees I chose Le Ballet Suedois and for the evening was lucky enough to get a single for Walter Hampden's Cyrano de Bergerac. THE FLAT IRON BUILDING. Having been duly impressed by the grandeur of the Commodore Hotel and the dictatorial snobbishness of its bell-boys I decided to locate the Cen- tury Theatre for it was "Atop the Century" (which is not synonymous to 'fin de siecle') that I was to see the cavortings of the Swedes. I found it- 62nd off Central Park-after again bobbing up and down from subway to surface and back like a prairie dog trying to forske his shadow. I passed by the cafeterias and counter lunch stands until, on a side street where all of the houses were alike, and like none in the country outside of New York City, I found a little Italian restaurant in the basement of one of these houses. In the basements on either side there were French laundries-with not a Chinaman in the block. Here, because it was Friday, I had Picoli e Conenti (or something of that sort). It was good'though. The habitues of the place seemed to be the people who were left alone In these houses. One woman, without a hat, and two old men, each lunching alone, were all that were there. The chef's poodle 'sat up' and whined at your elbow until you had fed him of your picoli. THE HIPPODROME. At the Century, though, is where I had an adventure. Lazily I leaned against a door and the door swung in. I found myself in an enormous cathedral; but the sound of hammers and the barking of a prompter soon disillusioned me. "The Miracle," one of Max Reinhardt's great German pro- ductions is about to open at the Century and for it they have transformed the entire theatre into a magnificent cathedral. Rose windows and high altar of gold. I thought, too, that for a moment I saw Max Reinhardt, himself, wildly gesticulating to another man-back in the apse. A CHILD'S RESTAURANT. But the ballet. Le Ballet Suedois is not distinctive. They have nothing outstanding, nothing individual except their Swedish folk-dances. They are not inherent dancers of ballet. Some of the women, in this troupe, have developed a grace which made enchanting a short "Greek Dance." MIle. Ebon Strandin 'goes through' her "Dance Anitra," which in other places and with more widely recognized music would have gone under a different name, in that charming Gilda Grey manner. But M. Jean Borlin, le Maitre de Ballet, is a loutish lump. In pantomime he is expressionless. He can do only the Swedish bumpkin. So much for the Swedes; I prefer the Russians, the French or even the Californians from Denishawn. THE GREAT WHITE WAY. The subway again. Fifth Avenue. Times Square. Cyrano. Broadway and the riggley Wrigley sign. AMERICAN STUDENTS but listen to what current history is (Continued from Page One saying. But men and women who it all they seem to suffer from same think, however, innocently, chiefly strange paralysis and then follow it aout taseball and college dancesand tenaciously and independently. I did earpus gossip are not becoming the not find the normal percentage of kind of citizens America needs. They clear cut personalities among them. are told that colleges exist to train I said to myself: "Life has been easy leaders. But leaders need to have for these men and women, even more moral muscle than the average though many of them work their way college graduate of today. through college. Their world is kind You and I would, no doubt, agree to them; they have lived a sheltered that the real remedy for this situation existence." And upon that I almost lies in Christianity, and as a respons- wished that they might be exposed to ible leader in the student Y. M. CA. some of the bracing, if chilling, winds you must be constantly thinking about that blow through the far more tragic the way to help students to find r countries of Europe. Christianity. I think it was really my For, of course, the same forces that impressions about the college Y. M. have disrupted Europe are at work in C. A. that you wanted from me. Now your country; and you might take your socretaries and officers have heed and learn in time, if you would; (Continued on Page Six)