FLORIDA: On the Beach

Mangrove thickets grew like tangled hair on the thin arm of land which embraced Biscayne Bay. Along came Realtors Carl Fisher and John Collins, shaved the mangroves off, filled the swamps with bay bottom and sand, and turned the arm into Miami Beach.

There, since the pre-boom days of 1921, have gone an annual migration of U. S. citizens—rich and near-rich, pretenders, playboys, playgirls, prostitutes, plain people—to idle, play, and spend a few million dollars in the winter sunshine among the transplanted palms and read about the cold spells they are having up North.

Last week, while a cold wave gripped...

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