Broadway

Afghanistan? the native said to him through an interpreter.

Well, not so slow, do you think? Oh, I don't know, says he, and he begins to tell them about a cab driver at Sixth Avenue and Broadway.

Those ideas don't suit me.

I'm not tied down to anything that isn't eight thousand miles in diameter.

There are a number of them over across the lake there, but we don't know them at all.

I sat for a while, thinking.

Here I was, a recognized Broadway player of legitimate roles, a man who could play any juvenile Shakespearean role without a rehearsal, a member of the Lambs and the Players clubs.

And here I was, sitting out on the end of a wharf, because I didn't have money enough to hire even a bum rowboat.

Then he yells for the bath towel and makes a break inside, me after him.

When we'd rubbed down and got into our Broadway togs, we chases back and organizes ourselves into a board of inquiry.

Who was she? Regular boarder or just transient? Where did she come from? And why? Likewise how? Trolley, subway, or balloon? But I'm blessed if that whole gang didn't go as mum as a lot of railroad hands after a smash-up.

Why, they hadn't seen no such lady.

There wasn't any use making a back-alley dash for it, as we didn't know the lay of the land and they were between us and New York.

But most of the fancy thinking I've ever done has been along that line.

How to get back to Broadway.

Along toward morning, I throws five aces at the flip, toins up an ID that had been at the bottom of the deck.

And even though Clive had been at Monterey and was, as he admitted to me, not impressed, he thought she was felt like out of place you know it just it wasn't the right vibe for her it wasn't the right scene for her he was as anybody would have been knocked out by those songs I mean those songs are just inventive and sturdy and she someone asked me in the context of this book to name who I thought was a quintessential New York artist and I mentioned Laura And she drew on everything.

She drew on doo-wop and the girl groups and cabaret and Broadway.

She could have been a songwriter in New York City in any era.

I mean, she could have written for the stage.

If you lived in New York, It wasn't just that the music was happening quickly.

Everything was.

I mean, the art scene, you know, Andy Warhol and pop art, the underground filmmakers, the playwrights that are writing off-off-Broadway, young actors like, you know, Pacino and De Niro and Dustin Hoffman shaking things up.

I mean, if you went down to the village, you could see an off-off-Broadway play.

From The American Citizen, December sixth, eighteen oh nine.

In this day published by Inskeep and Bradford, number one twenty-eight Broadway, A History of New York, etc., containing same as above.

End of section three.

Section four of Knickerbocker's History of New York, Volume One, by Washington Irving.

Around this fort a progeny of little Dutch-built houses with tiled roofs and weathercocks soon sprang up, nestling themselves under its walls for protection, as a brood of half-fledged chickens nestle under the wings of the mother hen.

The whole was surrounded by an enclosure of strong palisados to guard against any sudden eruption of the savages.

Outside of these extended the cornfields and cabbage gardens of the community, with here and there an attempt at a tobacco plantation, all covering those tracts of country at present called Broadway, Wall Street, William Street, and Pearl Street.

I must not omit to mention that in portioning out the land, a goodly bowery or farm was allotted to the sage Olaf in consideration of the service he had rendered to the public by his talent at dreaming.

I don't want you to see just lower Manhattan.

I want to take you down Broadway and I want to drive you through Times Square, so maybe I'll do

that.

What does that mean?

And then you just keep, instead of...

I'm going to keep going south.

I could literally get us on Broadway in Harlem and Broadway goes diagonal.

Honey,

That show, Roxy.

And she was in New York for Broadway.

Broadway.

Yeah.

So then they went to New York.

Where does it say? It doesn't say where the New York version is.

Oh, right, it's on Broadway.

It's near Fifth Avenue.

And basically it's a live video link, so you can see New York and New York can see you.

Then on the cross street that intersects Missinaabie Street at the main corner, there is the post office and the fire hall and the Young Men's Christian Association and the office of the Mariposa News Packet.

In fact, to the eye of discernment, a perfect jostle of public institutions comparable only to Threadneedle Street or Lower Broadway.

On all the side streets there are maple trees and broad sidewalks, trim gardens with upright calla lilies, houses with verandas which are here and there being replaced by residences with piazzas.

To the careless eye, the scene on the main street of a summer afternoon is one of deep and unbroken peace.