A Straw Vote Only Shows Which Way

I've Got Some Of My Best Yarns From Park Benches, Lamp Posts And Newspaper Stands.

Greenwich Village... The Village Of Low Rents And High Arts.

Each Of Us, When Our Day's Work Is Done, Must Seek Our Ideal, Whether It Be Love Or Pinochle Or Lobster à La Newburg, Or The Sweet Silence Of The Musty Bookshelves.

There Is No Well Defined Boundary Line Between Honesty And Dishonesty. The Frontiers Of One Blend With The Outside Limits Of The Other, And He Who Attempts To Tread This Dangerous Ground May Be Sometimes In The One Domain And Sometimes In The Other.

Not Very Long Ago Some One Invented The Assertion That There Were Only "four Hundred" People In New York City Who Were Really Worth Noticing. But A Wiser Man Has Arisen - The Census Taker - And His Larger Estimate Of Human Interest Has Been Preferred In Marking Out The Field Of These Little Stories Of The "four Million.