At 3 p. m. one afternoon last week a crowd gathered before the locked doors of Manhattan's Hippodrome on Sixth Avenue. At 5 p. m. there were two lines five abreast—one stretching down 43rd Street to Fifth Avenue, the other along 44th Street. At 5:30, 6,000 people got in the building.
At 8 p. m., 10.000 people milled in the streets when old Henry (Uncle Henry) Morganthau's red Packard forced its way through the crowd with the aid of some of the 450 special police. Out of the car got a Roman Catholic priest....
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