VEGETABLE DAYS IN NEW YORK B. MEMORY OF GINEVRA’S WEDDING Once I wrote down on the empty spaces of a time-table the names of those who came to Gatsby’s house that summer. It is an old time-table now, disintegrating at its folds and headed “This schedule in effect July 5th, 1922.” But I can still read the grey names and they will give you a better impression than my generalities of those who accepted Gatsby’s hospitality and paid him the subtle tribute of knowing nothing whatever about him. The Great Gatsby, Chapter 4 Edmund Wilson jotted a fragment in his notebooks: a skeleton in a taxicab rides through the streets of New York, from Rutgers Place to Riverside Drive. Wilson did not identify his destination, but if he was looking for a speakeasy, the skeleton might have enjoyed the Furnace Room (“the hottest place in town”), or—if he had a dinner jacket—perhaps he startled the other patrons of the Paradise Roof on Eighth Avenue at Fifty-eighth Street.
