Philip A Embury Journal #1

China Town. Got to bed very tired at 2 o'clock.

May 9, '17.

Had tea at Mr. H. H. Webb's '75 on the 36th floor of the Woolworth Bldg. Watched the Joffre perade from Mr. Webb's office. Wrote letters til two A.M. in the morning. Mc Murrow, Wit Write & I went out to Grant's Tumb & along the Palasades of the Hudson.

May 10, '17

Had conference with Mr. Herford over equipment. Met for Parade at 59th St. & 5th Ave. opposite the Plaza Hotel. Our young Stanford friend was there with the flag of the Stanford Unit and was going to march with us at his own invitation. The boys were very sore, and wondered what we could do to get rid of him, as

he was an awful boob. I got a taxi and the taxi boy got hold of the flag and I started off in the taxi for the Wells Fargo to ship the flag back to the Stanford Unit where it belonged. We got blocked by traffic down by the Hudson River and about 70th St. where four uniformed cops and three plain clothes men along with the Stanford chap got me. The Stanford boy was going to have me arrested until he found out that he would have to go to the police station with me. He then changed his mind and commensed to beg off for both of us. The plain clothes men jumped on him

for not. thanking them for what thet had done for him, but he was too scared and excited to know what they were talking about. One cop rode back through Central Park with us and I finally got rid of him for a couple of dollars. We got back just as the perade was starting. The Stanford boy did not march with us, but some sympathizing sole took him into their machine to keep the poor boy from crying. He informed me that I was a great big coward to pick on him when he was there all alone. The taxi caust me three and a half, but it was worth it. Hereafter I will have a great deal of respect for the

N.Y. Police. A plain clothes man saw the rumpus at the start and jumped into a machine and chased us.

Had a good perade down 5th Ave. Large crowd out. Went from the perade to Sherry's, 44th St. & 5th Ave., where we had the most expensive, classy, and up-to-date luncheon that I ever hope to have. Some wonderful war motion pictures were shown of asctual charges and trench fighting. Principal speakers, Emery Pottle presided, a member of The Joffre delegation to America, Mr. Hoover of the Belgin Relief & now head of the food suply of the U.S., Mr. W. Field Melone collector of the port of N.Y. and three or four more. Met

Mrs. Jackling, Mrs. Vanderbilt, Mrs. Baker, Jane Carol, Mrs. Crocker, Mrs. Witman, Mrs. Erhardt, and other who I can't remember. (Following text lined through - In the evening went down to the Black Cat at Washington Park Square. Some Bohemian place indeed.)

5:45 Guests of Miss Jane Cowl, "In Lilac Time", at the Eltinge Theatre, 236 West 42 St., Very cute show, and Jane was fine. She gave each of us one of here pictures. After show had supper at one of these places where you put your money in a slot and punch a button and your food comes out to you. (lined through We) The Stanford boy butted in on our luncheon at Sherry's and informed Jane Cowl that he