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NEW YORK CITY.

A FAMOUS CHEESE. MARQUESS COMES TO WORK. ATHLETIC MENTOR PASSES. (By a Special Correspondent.) NEW YORK, July 30. Like every other cosmopolitan centre, New York has its gourmet* and gourmands, fusey eaters and immense eaters. Perliajw tliat is why, in the midst of a tremendous public protest over a proposed municipal automobile tax, a protest whieli made Mayor O'Brien l>aek down, and other exciting matters, including beer, the city found time to celebrate the fortieth anniversary ■ of the birth of Liederkranz cheese. On the top floor of a famcue department etorc were gathered together luminaries of the cheese, literary and artistic worlds, all entered in a competition for a birthday cake made entirely of Liederkranz, in two layers of green and red cheese. Forty years ago, it seema, there used to be a delicatessen store on the eitc of the department store. It was run by A. Todi, who supplied members of the Liederkranz Club, famous singing society, with midnight tit-bits. In the same year Emil Pray, a cheese manufacturer, wae trying to make with American materials the equivalent of imported Limburger, a laudable ambition to some. Finally he had something. It was not Limburger, but it was distinctive. Mr. Todi distributed it. The first once he got to try it, of course, were the members of tho Liederkranz Club. They were delighted. They ordered more. In no time at all the cheese was named after the einging society. Now everyone knowe the name of the cheese, and hardly anyone knows of the singing society. To get back to the birthday party. Seventeen varieties of cheese were to be tasted by the contestants. He who got most of them right won the Liederkranz. It turned out to be a ehe, Mrs. Benjamin de Casseres, wife of the writer. Mr. de Casseres and George Luks, the painter, were runners-up. Marquess in Factory. Coining to work at the Sperry gyroscope plant in Brooklyn, the Marquees of Milford Haven, Earl of Medina, Knight Commander of the Victorian Order, former commander in His Majesty's Navy, etc., etc., arrived in New York on the Contc De Savoia, a gyroscope-equipped ship. Tho marquese, a handsome youthfullooking man of 40, got the job last, October. But you can't get these Europeans to rush about, even to get to work. Press Agents' Magazine. That much maligned fellow, the Prese agent, has now started a magazine of his own, and the rest should be easy. Tho May number of "The Publicity Director, a Magazine of Public Relations," ie out, somewhat belatedly. Perusal of the magazine reveals that Press agents have an abnormal fenr of editorial wastebaskets and "blue pencils. Shakespeare wrote something about conscience, but we won't go into it now. Press agente aro just human beings, saj's the magazine, which ia useful information. Tho magazine's editors don't want to bring up tho subject of smuggling lione into a hotel or turning Fifth Avenue into a fox hunt ground to advertise -a. fur shop. That was just being enthusiastic in tho beginning, before they became really dignified and began to call themselves "public relations counsels." "Midwife Toads." The American Museum of Natural History, to which we were led by superior school teachers in tho long ago to look at fossils and other exciting matter, has given the city a new phraee, "midwife toads!" Perhaps it was the city that gave the museum the phrase, because, tho toads were properly labelled "alytes obstetricians." These male toads (there's a surprise for you) win their matee by making a plaintive appeal with a call like a tinklebell, according to one scientist at ,the museum, and, after an adequate interval, also according to this scientist, they assist at the birth of their progeny. The eggs, when laid, are strung together like beads, and father toad carries his offsprint to a cool, damp epot and proceeds to sit. Mrs. Toad, meanwhile, has skipped out. At the proper moment the "midwive toad" waddles with his offspring to a nearby pool, and sees them emerge as tadpoles. That leaves him free, too. Police on Skates? • The roller skate epidemic of twenty and more years ago has struck the town again, and since there are no halls available for the purpose, an enthusiastic group of athletes, ranging from six to sixty in ago*, are using Central Park West, the road bordering the western end of the park, for the purpose. Apartment dwellers, annoyed by the fracas, have complained to tihe police, and because of the rather higher speed of tho skaters, it has 'been euggested that tho police be put on skates themselves. Muldoon Stories. Tho loss of William Muldoon, the athletic mentor of New York for years, waa a great shock, and revived many memories. Muldoon was even more drastic than Bill Brown, his closest rival as a health camp director, on the subject of tobacco. Brown has permitted pipes at his camp, but anyone who went to Muldoon's, at Purchase, New York, near White Plains, and was caught smoking was dismissed:' The old gentleman would leave an automobile, no matter where, if another occupant started to smoke. He insisted that his "guests," including bankers and merchants, rise when he came into his dining room. Despite these vagaries, he was much beloved. Lost, 75,000 Bees. If anyone in the country lias lost 75,000 bees, Dr. W. Reid Blair, a director of tho Bronx Zoo, urges tho owner to get in touch with him. The bees have used the zoo as a parking place, and sometimes make pilgrimages to r.earby estates en masse, causing considerable disturbance to the owners. Spenserian Tribute. A remarkable document, in which Edmund Spenser, author of "The Faerie Queehe," extolled the praises of his wife to 'be, has been secured l>y Dr. A. S. N. Rosenbnch, and ie on exhibition here. In the delicate handwriting of the literate of 1590, Spenser wrote on the flyleaf of his book: — Happy yc loaves when as tliosi- Illy hands That holds my life in her dead-doing raiglU, Shall handle you and hold Jn Jove's sweet Like captives trembling at ye victors' sight. ........ — (N.4,N.,A,)

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Auckland Star, Volume LXIV, Issue 211, 7 September 1933, Page 10

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NEW YORK CITY. Auckland Star, Volume LXIV, Issue 211, 7 September 1933, Page 10

NEW YORK CITY. Auckland Star, Volume LXIV, Issue 211, 7 September 1933, Page 10

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