It was the biggest Easter Parade in Manhattan's history; in the bright, brisk sunlight at noon perhaps a million people were gathered in one decorous, milling, well-dressed throng. Fifth Avenue, clear of buses and motorcars, was packed almost solid from St. Patrick's to St. Thomas', and great eddies of the crowd moved and flowed along streets and sidewalks for blocks around.
The spaces between the clean, stone cliffs of buildings seemed like enormous, breeze-blown gardens of women's hats—they bloomed for blocks in a frothy, flowering profusion of red, yellow, blue and green.
Watching,...
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