Fifth Avenue (New York, N.Y.); Streets -- New York (State) -- New York
The Franconi Hippodrome on the Fifth Avenue Hotel site had become a
memory, but far downtown Barnum's Museum was flourishing, with the doors
open from sunrise till ten at night. Early visitors from the country
inspected the gallery of curiosities before sitting down to breakfast.
The great showman was living in a brown-stone house on Fifth Avenue, at
the corner of Thirty-ninth Street. He was approaching his sixtieth year,
and had retired from active life, although he still held the controlling
interest in the Museum. A.T. Stewart was living in the white stone home
he had erected at Thirty-fourth Street. James Gordon Bennett's city
residence was on the Avenue at Thirty-eighth Street. In fact, with a few
notable exceptions who still clung to their downtown homes, such as the
Astors and the Vanderbilts, all the great money kings of the decade were
gathering in the upper stretches of the ripening thoroughfare. But the
descendants of the Patroons held to the sweep from Washington Square to
Fourteenth Street, or to lower Second Avenue, which, to the eyes of its
"set," embracing a number of old-school families of Colonial ancestry,
was the "Faubourg St. Germain" of New York.
In every other memoir touching on the New York of the sixties will be
found an allusion to the Flora McFlimseys. For example, Mr. W.D.
Howells, in "Literary Friends and Acquaintances," told of his first
visit to the city at the time of the Civil War. After Clinton Place was
passed, he wrote: "Commerce was just beginning to show itself in Union
Square, and Madison Square was still the home of the McFlimsies, whose
kin and kind dwelt unmolested in the brown-stone stretches of Fifth
Avenue." There are two poems linked with the story of New York. They are
Edmund Clarence Stedman's "The Diamond Wedding," and "Nothing to Wear,"
and the William Allen Butler verses, beginning:
"Miss Flora McFlimsey, of Madison Square
Has made three separate journeys to Paris.
And her father assures me, each time she was there,
That she and her friend Mrs. Harris
(Not the lady whose name is so famous in history,
But plain Mrs. H., without romance or mystery)
Spent six consecutive weeks, without stopping,
In one continuous round of shopping--"
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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