The strangest part of all this is, no one finds it offensive, or at
least no one says that it is offensive. It is, indeed, a necessary
phase of the economic warfare in which our people live, for the most as
unconsciously as people lived in feudal cities, while the nobles fought
out their private quarrels in the midst of them. No one dares relax his
vigilance or his activity in the commercial strife, and in the absence
of any public opinion, or any public sentiment concerning them, it
seems as if the signs might eventually hide the city. That would not be
so bad if something could then be done to hide the signs.
VII.
Nothing seems so characteristic of this city, after its architectural
shapelessness, as the eating and drinking constantly going on in the
restaurants and hotels, of every quality, and the innumerable saloons.
There may not be really more of these in New York, in proportion to
the population, than in other great cities, but apparently there are
more; for in this, as in all her other characteristics, New York is
very open; her virtues and her vices, her luxury and her misery, are in
plain sight; and a famishing man must suffer peculiarly here from the
spectacle of people everywhere at sumptuous tables. Many of the finest
hotels, if not most of them, have their dining-rooms on the level of
the street, and the windows, whether curtained or uncurtained, reveal
the continual riot within. I confess that the effect upon some hungry
passer is always present to my imagination; but the New-Yorkers are so
used to the perpetual encounter of famine and of surfeit that they do
not seem to mind it.
There is scarcely a block on any of the poorer avenues which has not
its liquor store, and generally there are two; wherever a street
crosses them there is a saloon on at least one of the corners;
sometimes on two, sometimes on three, sometimes even on all four. I had
the curiosity to count the saloons on Sixth Avenue, between the Park,
and the point down town where the avenue properly ends. In a stretch
of some two miles I counted ninety of them, besides the eating houses
where you can buy drink with your meat; and this avenue is probably far
less infested with the traffic than some others.
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