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        Columbus Grove, Ohio, Thursday, October 26th
                     The Metropolis of Mankind.
   (The following article was written by Mrs. Sterling for New Century Club and was read 
at one of their regular meetings recently.  The paper is a fine description of New York and
readers will find it both valuable and interesting.---Editor)
   It was not just a sudden desire I had to go to New York.  I have had years of 
expectations.  Sometimes most exasperatingly disappointing ones.  How was I 
to give you any idea of the vastness of that city without going?  No one could
describe this wonderful metropolis from mere reading.  I was doing plenty of that.
Perhaps it was readers indigestion which caused the following.  So full was I on the
subject when I retired a night or two ago;  shortly a big airplane come direct to my
open window and invited me to go on to New York with their party.  Out the
window I flew only to find you, all of you, in and ready for the flight with me.
   The night was an ideal one for the trip.  Delightfully warm, no dust, no streets
being paved.  We just floated along on beautiful white and gold and blue dream
clouds all the way.  I was so happy.  I am sure I will feel just that way when I get 
to be an angel.  (But that is a subject I should not like you to take issue upon at
this time.  Opinions are so different.)  We were only up in the clouds a very short
time.  When it seemed that all the stars in the heavens had fallen to the earth.
Millions upon millions of little twinkling lights below, which soon grew into a great
sea of light and dazzling splendor.  We were floating above New York City.  How
could we ever descend upon this city?  When quite suddenly a huge structure seemed
to rise directly up out of the side-walk to meet us.  There we were, 788 ft. in the air
on top of the Woolsworth building.  The tallest building in the world.  That was as
high as we had been flying any time of the night.  Now since we have landed you
on top of this immense structure, we will pause a moment to take a look at its
wonderfulness.  Its chief success being its architectural scale.  Placed in the middle
of Columbus Grove, it would crowd us off the town plot; as its possesses fourty
acres of floor space.  Having an elevator shaft with a combined length of two miles.
Its architechral beauty when viewed from the street looks like delicate and 
elaborate embroidery in stone and when seen close at hand does not get
coarse or crude.  This is called, civilizations greatest cathedral of commerce,
by some authorities; and by others, the worlds foremost temple of trade.
   But here we are, into the very jam of things.  One doesn't know whether it was 
safer to stay high up or low down.  It is an awful shock to dash from Columbus
Grove directly in the heart of New York and yet, here we are into the rush and 
push of 5th Ave. and 42nd St.  It is madning.  One would expect even the police-
man to be going to the asylum.  Instead they are keeping perfect order.  So great
is their efficiency.  "Step lively," is their spirit and that of all New York.  The cross-
ing policeman make you do so.  The crowd steps on your heels if you do not.  The
subway car goes bang in your face if you go slow.  We had been there but a few hours
when we found New York was to big to wait on anybody, even us.  One who lives 
there must be in a hurry or you are always in people's way.  Our first place of course
was a hotel.  Where could we find one that would entertain all the New Century Club.
But what an easy matter for New York.  Within a single square mile it has enough 
hotels to house and feed 50,000 people.  We of course stopped at one of the largest in
the world.  With enough rooms in it to house every citizen in Columbus Grove.
Seventeen hundred rooms.  There is over one-half as much invested in hotels in New
York as Uncle Sam invested in the Panama Canal.  No city in the world  receives
so many sojourners.  Over 3,000,000 people go in and out the city every day and
one-third of them find abiding places in the hotels.  A single hostelry handles more
telephone calls a year than the entire kingdom of Bulgaria.  Every night the food and 
drink bill of the hotels and restaurants amount to more than a million and one-half
dollars.  The city drinks fourteen million glasses of "near beer,"  (you notice I say
"near") twelve millions glasses of soda water every twenty-four hours and pay
$13,000,000 for them.  It spends $100,000 a day for ice-cream.
                   To be continued....