The Other Side When I came back from New York
the other day somebody asked me, politics and Wall Street aside, what I thought. I said that the American press still strikes me as altogether admirable in its responsibility towards its readers, and I tip my hat to many of its columnists. More and more television sets are sold, but where do they go? A couple of years ago the trashbox flickered and yattered in every bar : now it is a rarity in public places, and in private apartments it always seems to be hidden away in an obscure corner or behind a panel. The girls on the street are no less attractive but they are no longer smarter than those of London: thanks to Marks and Spencer, C & A Modes, our own Fifth Avenue shops, and home perms, our working girls are the smartest going. American drivers, both in the cities and out on all the splen- diferous variety of highways, are still miles ahead of us in skill, care and courtesy. It's still five cents to Staten Island, and the cruise round Man- hattan doesn't begin to pall. What's happening to recruitment to the New York City police force? —I hot-footed it round mid-town for a whole morning before I realised what was troubling me: not a cop in sight. There are innumerable restaurants where you can eat well a la frangaise, italienne, allemande, espagnole, or plain ameri- caine for no more than the average price which now prevails in, Soho. (Not that frontier hos-
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