Along Manhattan's Bowery last week, sad-eyed, dirt-dappled bums lazed in the sun that reaches their curbs and benches now that the Third Avenue elevated has been torn down. Along San Francisco's Mission Street, the "lumbermen"beggars on crutcheswhined for nickels and dimes, counted up daily takes that often reached $45. Along Chicago's West Madison Street "20% California muscatel" sold briskly at 40¢ a pint to "winos," while around Baltimore's Market Place the "smokehounds" with red-stained hands laboriously strained alcohol through handkerchiefs from the wax in cans of Sterno (29¢ a can, cut-rate) and gulped the pinkish alcohol after lining their stomachs...
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