Identifier: charcoalsofnewol00smith (find matches)
Title: Charcoals of new and old New York;
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: Smith, Francis Hopkinson, 1838-1915
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Publisher: Garden City, N.Y., Doubleday, Page & company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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ist by a cheap leather belt. She made paper flowers, andlived on the top floor with her mother,— so I was told by the obligingbaker whose front stoop steadied my easel, — and who was good enoughto keep the children, in their eagerness to see my sketch, from crawlingup my legs and secreting themselves in my side pockets. And shes de best ever, he added in up-to-date New Yorkish,—and dere aint no funny business nor nothin, or somebodyd be hol-lerin fur an amblance, and dont youse furgit it. I agreed with him before she had passed the third push-cart in hertriumphant march. The china and tin-ware vender made room for her,and so did the button and thread-and-needle fellow, and so did the pet-ticoat pedler, each with a word of good-natured chaff. But there wasno chucking her under the chin or familiar nudge of the elbow. It wasthe old story of dominating maiden-hood; another of those indefinablebarriers which, like gray hairs and baby fingers, keep men above thelevel of the beast. 44
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CLINTON COURT VIIICLINTON COURT TIERE may be worm-eaten, fly-specked records hidden in someold brass-handled bureau drawer telling the story of this for-gotten nook or there may be, on the walls of our HistoricalSocieties, properly framed and labeled data and maps showing why itwas that this most modest, respectable court was first elbowed, andthen chucked neck and heels into a corner to make room for oncearistocratic Eighth Street,— but so far I have not seen them. Patchen Place and Milligan Place, and half a dozen others stillnurse their indignities and will tell you how they hid behind theirfences expecting that the upheaval would soon be over and their rightsrestored, only to find themselves hopelessly side-tracked and finan-cially ruined. But after all what difference does it make ? The old-time flavoris still left and so are the queer steps that tell of the myriads of passingfeet, and so too are the queerer roofs that sheltered them — linking thepast with the present and, al

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