National Geographic : 1960 Dec
There it lies - 840 verdant acres a maharaja could not buy (painting and map, pages 782 785). Around it roars the busiest, richest, maddest, gayest city the world has ever known. On all sides, wreckers tear New York apart and builders put it together again, reaching ever higher with brick and stone, steel and glass. Unruffled by all this noisy hustle and bus tle, the park goes the way it has gone for about a century. Serenely it offers harassed millions its one great gift-room to breathe, refuge from the pressures and tensions of big city living. As a frequent visitor to New York, I had never paid much attention to Central Park. I knew it was there; I had glimpsed it from taxis, buses, airplanes, even from a heli copter at 1,500 feet. But mere survival in this incredible city took all a man's ingenuity and stamina. Who had time or energy to roam what seemed to be just another park? My own explorations proved that finding time and energy was well worth the effort. Just as rewarding were side trips to the great Theodore Roosevelt in bronze hails visitors to the American Museum of Nat ural History on Central Park West. T. R., his father, two sons, and a daughter have served as trustees. Manhattan Square, site of the museum, was renamed Theo dore Roosevelt Park. Trunk Upraised, a Bull Elephant Scents a Threat to His Herd Lifelike displays in the museum's 58 exhibition areas spirit imagination to earth's far reaches. Towering dinosaurs, the Olympic Peninsula rain forest, and a sky full of oceanic birds vie for attention. The mammal collection alone includes 100,000 specimens. Hayden Planetarium's panorama of the heavens turns thoughts to space. Akeley Memorial African Hall (right) offers sights once reserved for the ad venturer. The gripping centerpiece con sists of a herd of elephants, two of them bagged by President Theodore Roose 792 velt's sons, Theodore and Kermit.