Back in the 1910’s,
rich men enjoyed rough pastimes. Vincent Astor liked the cheap restaurants
around Grand Central Station, and Vanderbilt had his own cobbling studio in his
5th avenue basement. He wrote a story called The Simple Rich, about
wealthy men who raise their own chickens. Perhaps they like it because it’s not
all they have? Like Americans today, they enjoyed these things, as hobbies, but
wouldn’t like doing them for a living.
As for the
silk-hatted city man, he says don’t be fooled. The man who you think is rich
and refined probably came from Kentucky and came into money later on. Like most
New Yorkers, he wasn’t likely to have been born there. Unfortunately, McIntyre
only writes about the wealthier classes, so you won’t read much about the
police, teachers, chefs, or average people. Then again, only the rich and affluent
would’ve bought the newspapers that published his column. It would be another
few decades before Gale Sheehy would write stories about prostitutes and sleaze
and be credited for promoting feminism. Perhaps there will always be a
readership divide?
These 25 stories
were written for Cosmopolitan, one of the many publications that ran his work.
My research tells me that he started his New York career in PR, handling
publicity for Broadway stars. He turned down a chance to do radio because he
didn’t want to lower the quality of his work. However, I think he just didn’t
want his readers to know how he really sounded!
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