Jesse Lynch Williams and Arthur Train seek rest after their perambulatory efforts in the luxurious seclusion of the University Club at Fifth Avenue and Fifty-fourth Street--the "Morgue" of the flippant--where, from the windows, the former first saw My Lost Duchess, and the latter discovered the possibilities of McAllister.

A few years ago in one of the business buildings that had broken into the residential stretch below Fourteenth Street, was the office that F.
Marion Crawford always maintained for use during the occasional visits he made to New York.

The tall figure of the author of the Saracinesca novels was a familiar sight on the Avenue of the late nineties and the first years of the present century.

But his stays were brief.

The call of the vineyard-covered mountains about Sorrento was too strong.
From time to time the Avenue has seen literary visitors whose appearance could not be regarded as a temporary home coming.