Treatment

In Montevideo, the child of a man named Ramon Perez fell ill of pneumonia. Senor Perez sought the aid of one Dr. Lois, who treated the baby for a month. It died. Ramon Perez sharpened his knife and went to the doctor's house. The medico was not there. He had gone to the drug store. Senor Perez strode into the crowded shop, walked up to the doctor, stabbed him to death.

Bathtub

In Manhattan, 3,000 persons paid $1 each for the privilege of inspecting the onetime residence of William Kissam Vanderbilt, soon to be demolished. A cinema, an orchestra, stars from the Metropolitan Opera Company, provided diversion for those who wished to sit in the great oak-beamed hall, once Mr. Vanderbilt's dining-room; but most of the payees preferred to spend their time walking through the five floors of echoing empty rooms, coveting the crystal drops on the great girandoles, or peering at Mrs. Vanderbilt's carved marble bathtub. James Ward, ancient watchman of the premises, pointed out that once it cost more than a dollar to buy one's way into the Vanderbilt dining-room. The proceeds went to charity.

Cornerstone

Down on 42nd Street, workmen dug up the cornerstone of the old Murray Hill Baths, once known as "The House of a Thousand Hangovers," another landmark of a Manhattan that is vanishing. Underneath it they found a pint of champagne, two pieces of script, old-fashioned paper money (for 25-c- and 50-c-), four copper coins, and letters of patent issued to one Dwight Berry Brown in 1814 for the invention of a waterloom.