I hope they lived happily ever after, like the
brave, young romanticists they were!
In 1835 a hotel was opened on the corner of Eighth Street and Fifth
Avenue, and it was appropriately named for the illustrious family over
the way. The Brevoort House is certainly as historic a pile, socially
speaking, as lower New York has to offer. Arthur Bartlett Maurice says
of it:
"In the old-time novels of New York life visiting Englishmen
invariably stopped at the Brevoort."
Of this hotel more anon, since it has recently become knit into the
fabric of the modern Village.
But a scant two blocks away from the Brevoort stands another hostelry
which is indissolubly a part of New York's growth--especially the
growth of her Artist's Colony. It is the Lafayette, or as many of its
habitues still love to call it--"The Old Martin." This, the first and
most famous French restaurant of New York, needs a special word or
two. It must be considered alone, and not in the company of lesser and
more modern eating places.
John Reed says that the "Old Martin" was the real link between the old
Village and the new, since it was the cradle of artistic life in New
York.
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