TTi' A ^» * • » • ° ^'^ ^^ % ^^J" V^^\-!.'«-^ '\.*^-*\0^ V-i7^\/ %'W'*\0> %' ^.c'' v/*^ **'% ^0 ^, •„1| wy/ v^V \''^\/ %^'/ V^\/ v- o > • 4- 'V ''Wi >• X H THE CENTURY WORLD'S FAIR BOOK FOR BOYS AND GIRLS BEING THE ADVENTURES OF HARRY AND PHILIP WITH THEIR TUTOR, MR. DOUGLASS AT THE WORLD'S COLUMBIAN EXPOSITION BY /^ TUDOR JENKS WITH OFF-HAND SKETCHES BY HARRY AND SNAP-SHOTS BY PHILIP AND ILLUSTRATIONS BY BETTER-KNOWN ARTISTS 1^ AND REPRODUCTIONS OF MANY PHOTOGRAPHS f ^^ v^^^^y THE CENTURY CO., NEW YORK \% Copyright, 1893, by The Century Co. THE DE VINNE PRESS. TABLE OF CONTENTS Started by Cable — The Journey by Sleeper — Arrival in Chicago - Finding Rooms — The Fair at Last! II The Fete Night — Rainbow Fountains — The Search-lights — On the Lake — The Fireworks — Passing a Wreck — Diving in the Grand Basin 17 III The Party Separates — Harry Goes to the Battle-ship — The Govern- ment Building — The Convent and the Caravels — The Movable Side- walk 31 IV Harry Returns to the Hotel — Philip Tells of his Blunder — The An- thropological Building — The Log Cabin — The Alaskan Village — The Old Whaling-ship " Progress " — A Sleepy Audience — Plans 43 V A Place where Visitors were Scarce — The Rolling-chairs and Guides — Mistaken Kindness — Entering the Plaisance — The Javanese Village — Snap-shots — Cairo Street — The Card-writer — The Soudanese Baby 55 VI The Midway Plaisance Visit Continued — Lunch at Old Vienna — The Ferris Wheel — The Ice Railway — The Moorish Palace — The Animal Show 71 VII Harry Gets a Camera — The State and National Buildings — The Eskimo Village — Snap-shots Out of Doors — A Passing Glance at Horticul- tural Hall — Doing their Best 85 VIII What People Said — The Children's Building — The Woman's Building — The Poor Boys' Expensive Lunch — The Life-saving Drill 99 IX The Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building — A Rainy Day — A Sys- tematic Start — "Irish Day" — Harry Strikes — Some Minor Ex- hibits — The Few Things They Saw — The Elevator to the Roof . . 113 VI HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR PAGE X Philip at the Art Galleries — The Usual Discouragement — Walking Home — The "Santa Maria" under Sail 127 XI Going after Letters — The Agricultural Building — Machinery Hall — Lunch at the Hotel — Harry's Proposal — Buffalo Bill's Great Show 141 XII The Tally-ho — How it Dashed Along — The Parks Along the Lake — Chicago — The Auditorium and Other Sky-dwellers — The Whaleback 155 XIII Philip's Day — Visits the Photographic Dark-room — The Fisheries Building — The Aquaria — Fishing Methods — The Government Build- ing — The Japanese Tea-house 171 XIV The Convent of La RAbida — Old Books and Charts — Paintings — A Fortunate Glimpse of the "Santa Maria" — Portraits of Columbus — The Cliff-Dwellers — Cheap Souvenirs — World's Fairs in General . 187 XV The Electricity Building — Small Beginnings — A New Souvenir — The Curious Exhibits — Telephones and Colored Lights — The Telauto- graph — Telegraphy — Mines and Mining — A Puzzled Guard .... 197 XVI The "Golden Doorway" — Transportation Building — An Endless Ar- ray — Bicycles, Boats, and Bullock- wagons — The Annex — The Rail- road Exhibits 209 XVII A Rainy Day — The Plaisance Again — The Glass-works — The German Village — The Irish Village — Farewell to the Phantom City. . . 221 XVIII Packing for Home — A Glimpse of Niagara — Philip Tells His Adven- ture — Foiling a Clever Swindler — A Convincing Exposure .... 231^ XIX Mr. Douglass has a Remarkable Experience 239 PORTION OF FRIEZE, HORTICULTURAL HALL. PEDIMENT OF WOMAN S BUILDING. LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS PAGE The White City Frontispiece The Soudanese Baby Title-page View From the Ferris Wheel ■ xiii The Administration Building xiv CHAPTER I.— THE JOURNEY Here are the Tickets i The Foundation of the Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building 2, 3 A Wilderness of Iron. — Building IVIachinery Hall 4 One of the Decorators at Work 6 Making "Staff" 7 The "Court of Honor" as it Looked in June, 1892 8 " Yo' Section Ready, Sah ! " 10 The Opening of the Fair, May i, 1S93. — The President of the United States Speaking 11 Ground-plan of the World's Fair Grounds 12 " Hi, there, Mama ! Here 's Roomers ! " 14 Here we Are ! 15 CHAPTER II.— THE FETE NIGHT Administration Building 16 A Ticket of Admission 17 Interior of the Dome of the Administration Buildmg 18 A Group of Statuary on the Administration Building — " The Glorification of War" 19 The Great Fountain, " The Triumph of the Republic " 20 A Nearer View of the Fountain 21 " He 's a Cowboy " 22 The Grand Basin from a Balcony of the Administration Building 23 VIU HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR PAGE The Peristyle, East End of the Court of Honor 24 The Statue of " The RepubHc " 25 View Looking North from the Dome of the Administration Building — Just before Sunset 26 " There was Room for Another Boy Inside, — and Harry Made a Sketch of It " 27 A View from the Lion Fountain 28 Evening on the Canal 29 View from the Island at Night 30 CHAPTER III.— HARRY'S DAY Building the Battle-ship. November, 1891 32 The Battle-ship as It Looked in January, 1892 33 The Battle-ship on Decoration Day, May 30, 1893 34 The United States Government Building 35 The Viking Ship 36 Two Little Tars Going to See the Model of a Man-of-war ■^'j The Caravel " Santa Maria " 38 " Guarding " the " Niiia " 39 The New " Santa Maria " Crossing the Ocean 40 The Caravel " Nina " 41 CHAPTER IV.— PHILIP'S DAY " Cholly " Speechless 42 " A Splendid Meat Supper for 25 Cents ! " 43 A " Loop " of the Intramural Railway 44 General View of the Court of Honor, Looking Toward the Lake 45 " Don't Fail to See This Exhibit " 46 An Alaskan Image 47 The Whaling-ship 48 The Windmills 49 The Wooded Island at Twilight 50 A Launch-landing 52 In Front of the Transportation Building 53 CHAPTER v.— THE MIDWAY PLAISANCE In Cairo Street 54 A Suggestion of the ' ' Plaisance " 55 The Kodaker S5 Morning, Outside Main Entrance 56 Chair-boys at Work ! 56 '■ Puck" Building 57 The Water-wheel in the Javanese Village 58 The Javanese Musicians 59 The Javanese Baby 60 " The Man Stood up Beside Her, and They were Photographed Together " 61 " He was Lazily Sunning Himself " 61 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS ix PAGE A Young Lady from Java 62 A Kodak Permit 62 The " Donkey-boys " 63 An Arab Street-sweeper 64 Philip Rodman's Card 64 In Cairo Street 65 The Soudanese Baby 66 The Flower-girl 67 " ' He Laughs Best who Laughs Last '" . 68 In Cairo Street 69 CHAPTER VI.— THE MIDWAY PLAISANCE (Continued) The Ferris Wheel 70 The Performing Bear 71 Old Vienna 72 Going into the Cars of the Ferris Wheel 73 From the Ferris Wheel — Looking East 74 From the Ferris Wheel — Looking West 75 A View Through the Ferris Wheel 76 Looking Up at the Ferris Wheel 77 A View Taken at Full Speed on the Ice Railway 78 A Sleeping Lioness 79 Aleal-time 79 Sketch of a Tiger ... 80 Young Lion Asleep 80 A Lion's Head 81 The Polar Bear 82 The Lion King 82 A Tiger on a Tricycle 82 A Tiger on a Ball 83 Head of a Lioness 83 CHAPTER VII.— THE STATE AND NATIONAL BUILDINGS "A Bubble of Light." The Dome of the Horticultural Building by Night 84 A Greeting from the British Lion 85 The Century Co's Room in the Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building 86 Victoria House 88 India House 89 The Massachusetts State Building 90 The New York State Building 91 The Ohio State Building 92 The California State Building 93 A Group of Eskimo 94 Eskimo Woman and Children 94 Eskimo Group with Snow House 95 The Eskimo and Their Dogs 95 " The Sleep of the Flowers " — A Bas-relief on the Horticultural Building 96 General View of the Horticultural Building 97 X HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR CHAPTER VIII.— THE CHILDREN'S AND THE WOMAN'S BUILDINGS PAGE An Unframed Picture 98 A Chair-load : 99 The Children's Building 100 The Gymnasium : Children's Building loi The Library : Children's Building 103 Teaching the Deaf: Children's Building 104 The Nursery : Children's Building 105 The Top of the Woman's Building 106 The Woman's Building 107 Harry's Card 108 Philip's Weight-ticket 109 An Umbrella Exhibit 1 10 The Life-saving Boat ill CHAPTER IX.— THE MANUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING Just from the Ranch 112 A Distorting Mirror 113 General View of Building for Manufactures and the Liberal Arts 114 Porch of Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building 115 Another View of the Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building 1 16 From a Window in the Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building, Looking Northwest 117 The Arts of War : A Mural Painting in One of the Porches of the Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building 1 18 One of the Domes of the Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building. Painted by J. Carroll Beckwith 1 19 Part of Group above Main Entrance of Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building 120 " — And the Cat Came Back" 122 A Japanese Carving 122 The Hunters' Camp 123 Interior of the Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building — Showing the Elevators 124 The Fire-boat " Fire Queen " 125 The Roof-walk, Manufactures and Liberal Arts Building 126 CHAPTER X.— THE FINE ARTS BUILDING In the Art Gallery 127 An Artist's View of the Fine Arts Building 128 An Interior View of the Dome of the Fine Arts Building 129 A View of the Fine Arts Building from near the New York State Building 130 In Front of the Fine Arts Building 131 Boy with a Dove : Carving in Ivory by Asahi Hatsu 132 " Little Nell," from a Group, " Dickens and Little Nell," by F. Edwin Elwell 133 A Part of the Great Painting, " The Flagellants," by Carl Marr 135 " The Mother." Painted by Alice D. Kellogg 136 A Fellow-critic 137 The Grandmother of the Swedish Artist Zorn. From the Original Carving in Birch-wood (six inches high) by Zorn 138 The Caravels 140 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS XI CHAPTER XL- THE AGRICULTURAL AND THE MACHINERY BUILDINGS PAGE Part of Louisiana Gateway 141 The Agricultural Building — Toward Evening 142 Agricultural Building, North Front, Seen from the Grand Basin 144 Japanese Jars and Box 145 One of the Panels (" Summer ") in the Portico of the Agricultural Building. Painted by George W. Maynard 145 Great Central Porch of Agricultural Building 146 Portico of the Agricultural Building 147 The Connecting Screen of Corridors between the Machinery and Agricultural Buildings 148 Figure in Window-frame of Machinery Hall 149 Machinery Hall 149 A Suggestion of the "Wild West" — Remington's Famous Picture, "The Bucking Bronco". . , . 150 An Aboriginal 151 A Syrian Acrobat 152 A Cowboy 153 CHAPTER XII.— THE CITY OF CHICAGO A Chicago Street 154 Fort Dearborn (Chicago, 1804-1816) 155 Memorial Building, on the Site where the Great Fire Started 155 Driveways of the Grand Boulevard 156 Map showing the Park System of Chicago 157 View on State Street, Looking Northward from Madison Street 158 The City Hall, Chicago 159 The Post-office 159 House of John Kinzie, the First White Settler 160 The Auditorium, Michigan Avenue and Congress Street 161 The Art Institute, Michigan Avenue 161 The Woman's Temple, La Salle and Monroe Streets 161 Masonic Temple, State and Randolph Streets 161 The Lake-shore Drive 162 View on Michigan Avenue, Chicago 163 The Rookery and the Board of Trade Building 164 A Street Bridge across the Chicago River, Swung Open for the Passage of Boats 165 Fishing for Perch from the Breakwater, Chicago 166 The Great Fire at Chicago, October, 1871 167 The Whaleback, LTpper Deck 168 The Whaleback, Lower Deck 168 The Whaleback 169 CHAPTER XI 11. —THE FISHERIES AND GOVERNMENT BUILDINGS General View of Fisheries Pavilion 170 An Ornament on the Fisheries Building 171 Capital in Fisheries Building 172 Skeleton of a Whale 173 Flying-fish 173 XU HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR PAGE A Fishing-boat : Group in Government Building 174 Model of a Group of Indian Metal-workers, in the Government Building 175 Model of an Indian Warrior: Government Building 176 Model of a Group of Zunis : Government Building 177 Army Wagons, War Department, Government Building 178 Guns, Torpedoes, and Flags : Government Building lyg The World's Fair Post-office : Government Building 180 An Old-fashioned Mail-coach : Government Building , 180 " Furthest North" : Government Building 181 The Big Tree : Government Building 182 Ordnance Department, United States Army 183 Mail-sledge and Dogs: Government Building 184 The Japanese " House of the Phcenix" on the Wooded Island 185 Portrait of Columbus, by Lorenzo Lotto, 1512 186 CHAPTER XIV.— THE CONVENT AND THE CLIFF-DWELLERS An Ancient Caravel 187 The Original Convent of La Rabida, in Spain 188 The Convent of La Rabida at the Fair 189 Cell of the Prior Marchena in the Original Convent, — the "Columbus Room " in the Model at the Fair igo. House in Genoa, said to be the Birthplace of Columbus igi Departure of Columbus on his Voyage to America. (In the Convent of La Rabida) 193 A Lamp 194 A Bear 194 Harry's Restoration of a Clifif-Dweller 194 The Chfif-Dwellers' Mound 195 View Looking South from the Top of the Woman's Building — by Moonlight 196 CHAPTER XV. -THE ELECTRICITY AND THE MINING BUILDINGS The Electricity Building 198 Porch of Electricity Building igg Statue of Benjamin Franklin at the Main Entrance of the Electricity Building 201 Model of a Lake Superior Copper-Mine : Mining Building 202 Mines and Mining Building 203 An Exhibit of Rails : Mining Building 204 Twisted Iron: Mining Building 205 South Porch of Mines Building 207 CHAPTER XVI.— THE TRANSPORTATION BUILDING The "Golden Doorway" and Part of the Transportation Building — on a Quiet Afternoon 208 The Crowd Coming in with Lunches ..... ' 209 Figure of Brakeman, Transportation Building 210 Bit of Ornament, Transportation Building 211 The " Golden Doorway," Transportation Building 213 A Section of a Steamship 215 The " De Witt Clinton " Train 216 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS XIU PAGE The "John Bull" Train 217 Interior of a Pullman Car 218 Model of the British Battle-ship "Victoria " -. 219 CHAPTER XVII.— THE MIDWAY PLAISANCE AGAIN In the Lapland Village 220 A Boy from Johore 221 The Venetian Glass-blowers 222 Little Dahomey Boy, and His Playthings 223 An Actor in the Chinese Theater 224 A Chinese Mama and Her Baby 225 Interior of the Java Theater 226 The South Sea Islanders 227 A Pass for the South Sea Island Village 228 The Algerian Theater 229 One of the Two Irish Villages 230 CHAPTER XVIII.— PHILIP'S ADVENTURE A Kodaker Caught 232 Registering in New York State Building 233 Along the Lake . 234 The Dark-room 235 Lunching Outdoors 236 Wonderful ! 237 CHAPTER XIX.— MR. DOUGLASS'S REMARKABLE EXPERIENCE The Ferris Wheel, from " Old Vienna " 238 A Glimpse of the Horticultural Dome 240 The Fisheries Building, from across the Lagoon 241 At a Drinking-fountain 242 A Little Visitor 243 The 194,000,000 Candle-power Search-light 245 In the Midway Plaisance 246 VIEW FROM THE FERRIS WHEEL. THE ADMINISTRATION BUILDING. HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR CHAPTER I Started by Cable — The Jourttey by Sleeper — Arrival in Chicago — Finding Rooms — The Fair at Last ! MR. DOUGLASS wants to see you, Master Harry," said the maid, coming to the door of the boys' room. "What 's he found out now, I wonder?" said Harry to PhiHp, in a low tone. " I don't remember anything I have done lately." " He 's in a hurry, too," said the girl, closing the door. Harry ran down to Mr. Douglass's room on the first HERE ARE THE TICKETS, floor. The two boys were beginning their preparation for college, and were living in a suburb of New York city with their tutor, Mr. Douglass, a college graduate, and a man of about thirty-five. Harry's father, Mr. Blake, was abroad on railroad business, and did not expect to return for some months. Philip was Harry's cousin, but the two boys were very unlike in disposition — as will be seen. Their bringing up may have been responsible for some of the differences in traits and character, for Harry was a city boy, while his cousin was country-bred. When Harry knocked at the door of Mr. Douglass's study, he knew by the tutor's tone in inviting him in that the teacher had not called him simply for a trivial reprimand. It was certainly something serious; perhaps news from Harry's father and mother. "Sit down, Harry," said the tutor, — "and don't be worried," he added, seeing how solemn the boy looked. " I have had a message by cable from your father; but it 's good news, not bad. Read it." He handed Harry the despatch. It read : Take Hal and Phil to Fair. My expense. Letter to Chicago. See Farwell about mone)' and tickets. " Rather sudden, is n't it?" said Mr. Douglass, smiling. HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR THE FOU.NDATION OF THE MANUFACTURES "Yes," said Harry, "but — immense! Don't you think so?" " I 'm glad to go," the tutor said. " It seems to me that a visit to the Fair is worth more than all the studying here you boys could do in twice the time you '11 spend there ; and it 's a lucky opportunity for me." "Then you '11 go?" said Harry, to whom the news seemed a bit of fairy story come true, with the Atlantic cable for a magic wand. " Of course," answered the tutor. " The only thing that surprises me is the quickness of your father's decision." "That 's just like him," said Harry. " He 's a railroad man, you know, and they always go at high pressure. Why, he 'd rather talk by telephone, even when he can't get anything but a buzz and a squeak on the wire, than send a messenger who 'd get there in half the time." " But has he said anything about sending you before?" " No. The fact is, people abroad are slow to know what a whacker this Fair is ! They think it 's a mere foreign exposition. Father 's just found out that Uncle Sam has covered himself with glory, and now he wants Phil and me to see the bird from beak to claws — the whole American Eagle." " But sha'n't we have trouble about tickets ? " asked Mr. Douglass. " No," said Harry. " Father 's a railroad man. That 's what ' See Farwell' means. You let me go to see him. He 's the general manager, or some high-cockalorum. He '11 see us through by daylight." "Very well," said Mr. Douglass, "I 'm just as glad to go as you are. Philip and I will attend to the packing, and you shall go to New York this afternoon and see Mr. Farwell. Now you can tell Philip about it." STARTED BY CABLE A2CD LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING. Harry ran out of the room, slamming the door behind him, but Mr. Douglass only laughed. Perhaps he would have slammed it, too, if he 'd been in the boy's place. "Well?" said Philip, looking up from the Xenophon he was translating. "Thanks be to Christopher Columbus!" said Harry, with a jig-step. " Has he done anything new?" Philip asked, looking over his spectacles. " I guess not," said Harry, "but we 're going to the Fair." " How can we ? " Philip asked. Harry threw the cable despatch down upon the table, and turned to get his hat. Philip read the telegram, carefully wiped his glasses, rose, put the Xenophon into its place upon his book-shelves, and said : " Xenophon will have to g.ttend to his own parasangs for a while." " You pack up for me, and I '11 see to the railroad-tickets," said Harry. " I have just about time to catch the train for New York." That was a hard and busy day for all three of the party. Perhaps Harry's share was the easiest, for, by showing his father's despatch to Mr. Farwell, he had everything made easy for him. Still, even influence might not have secured them places except for the aid of chance. It happened that a prominent man had, at the last moment, to give up a section in the Wagner sleeper, and this was turned over to Harry. So, late in the after- noon the boy came back with what he called "three gilt-edged accordion- pleated tickets." Meanwhile Mr. Douglass and Philip had put into three traveling-bags as much as six would hold, and the party went to bed early to get a good rest before the long journey. HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR w ilukkm: n,\LK\ ilALI.. Next day at nearly half-past four the three travelers walked through the passageway at the Grand Central Depot, had their tickets punched, — and Philip noticed that the man at the gate kept tally on a printed list of the numbers of different tickets presented, — and entered the mahogany and blue-plush Wagner cars. In a few minutes some one said quietly: "All right," and the train gently moved out. " I can remember," said Mr. Douglass, " when a train started with a shock THE JOURNEY BY SLEEPER 5 like a Japanese earthquake. Now this seemed to glide out as if saying, 'Oh, by the way, I think I '11 go to Chicago ! ' " Harry laughed. "Yes," he said, "and how little fuss there is about it. Why, abroad, I remember that they had first a bell, then a yell, then a scream, then the steam ! " As the train passed through the long tunnel just after leaving the station, Mr. Douglass remarked : " How monotonous those dark arches of brickwork are ! " " Yes," said Philip, " they should have a set of frescos put in them." " But no one could see the pictures," said Mr. Douglass, "we pass them so fast." " That 's true," said Harry, with a pretended sigh ; " but they might have to be instantaneous photographs." Philip looked puzzled for a minute and then laughed. After they left the tunnel, they passed through the suburbs of New York, entered a narrow cut that turned westward, and were soon sailing along the Hudson River — or so it seemed. There was no shore visible beside them, except for an occasional tumble-down dock, and beyond lay the river — a soft, gray expanse relieved against the Palisades, and later against more distant purple hills. It was a rest for their eyes to see only an occasional sloop breaking the long stretch of water, and the noise of the train was lessened because there was nothing to echo back the sounds from the river. Mr. Douglass found his pleasure in the scenery, the widenings of the river, the soft outlines of the hills, the long reflection of the setting sun. But the boys cared more to see the passengers. "Is n't it funny," said Philip, "how Americans take things as a mat- ter of course ? I really believe that if the train was a sort of Jules Verne- unlimited express for the planet Mars, the people would all look placid and read the evening papers." "Of course," said Harry. "What else can they do? Would you expect me to go forward and say: 'Dear Mr. Engineer, but do you really think you know what all these brass and steel things are ? Don't you feel scared ? Won't you lie down awhile on the coal, while I run the engine for you ? ' " "Nonsense!" said Philip, laughing. "But they might show some in- terest." "They do," said Harry; "but that 's not what I 'm thinking of I 'm thinking I '11 be a civil engineer." "Why?" said Philip. "Just think," Harry answered, pointing from the car window, "what a HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR good time they must have had laying out this road ! Why, it was just a camping-out froHc, that 's all it was." ^,jy!C7iE^K».iTiiiil*ifiTjHi ■7 ONE OF THE DECORATORS AT WORK. "Did n't you hear the waiter say dinner was ready?" said Mr. Douglass. "No," said Philip; "but I knew it ought to be, if they care for the feelings of their passengers. Where is the dining-car?" "Atthe end of the train," said Mr. Douglass. "Come, we '11 walk through." So, in single file ("like cannibals on the trail of a missionary," Harry said), they passed from car to car. The cars were connected by vestibules THE JOURNEY BY SLEEPER 7 — collapsible passageways, folding like an accordion — and it was not necessary to go outside at all. The train was an unbroken hallway. " It is much like a long, narrow New York flat," said Philip. " People who live in flats must feel perfectly at home when they travel in these cars." They found the dining-car very pretty and comfortable. Along one side were tables where two could sit, face to face. On the opposite side of the aisle the tables accommodated four. The boys and their tutor took one of the larger tables. The bill of fare was that of a well-appointed hotel or res- taurant, — soup, fish, entrees, joint, and dessert, — and it was difficult to MAKING STAFF. realize that they were eating while covering many miles an hour ; in fact, the only circumstance that was a reminder of the journeying was a slight rim around the edge of the table to keep the dishes from traveling too. "It is strange," said Mr. Douglass, "how people have learned to eat dishes in a certain order, such as you see on a bill of fare. Probably this order of eating is the result of tens of millions of experiments, and therefore the best way." THE JOURNEY BY SLEEPER " 9 "The best for us," said Philip; "but how about the Chinese?" Mr. Douglass had to confess himself the objection well taken. " I believe the Chinese were created to be the exceptions to all rules," he said. The dining-car had an easy, swaying motion that was very pleasant, and altogether the dinner was a most welcome change from the ordinary routine of a railway journey. As the boys walked back to their own section, Philip noticed a little clock set into the woodwork at one end of the smoking-car. He was sur- prised to see that it had two hour-hands, one red and one black. He pointed it out to Mr. Douglass, who told him that the clock indi- cated both New York and Chicago times — which differ by an hour, one following what is called " Eastern," the other "Central" time. By the time they were again settled in their places it was dark outside ; and, as Philip poetically said, they seemed to be "boring a hole through a big dark." One of the colored porters looked curiously at Philip, as if he had overheard this rem.ark without understanding its poetical bearing. " He thinks you are a Western desperado ! " said Harry, with a grin. " Boys," said Mr. Douglass, " the porters will soon make up the beds, and I want you to see how ingeniously everything is arranged." Here is what the porter did : He stood straddling on two seats, turned a handle in the top of a panel, and pulled down the upper berth. It moved on hinges, and was supported after the manner of a book-shelf by two chains that ran on spring pulleys. Then he fastened two strong wire ropes from the upper to the lower berths. " What 's that for ? " asked Harry. "To prevent passengers from being smashed flat by the shutting up of the berth," Philip answered, after a moment's puzzling over the question. " You can have the upper berth, Philip," said Harry, impressively. " It 's better ventilated than the lower, they say; but I don't mind that." Meanwhile the porter took from the upper berth two pieces of mahogany, cut to almost fill the space between the tops of the seats and the side roofs of the car. The edges were grooved, and slid along upon and closely fitted the top of the seat and a molding on the roof These side-pieces were next fastened by a brass bolt pushed up from the end of the seat-back. Then the bed-clothing (kept by day in the lower seats and behind the upper panel) was spread on the upper berth, and the mattress of the lower berth was made up from the seat-cushions, supported upon short slats set from seat to seat. lO HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR While the beds were being made, the boys were amused to see some ladies laughing at the man's method of getting the clothes and pillows into place. A woman seems to coax the bed into shape, but a man bullies it into submission. "They think it's funny to see him make a bed," said Harry, in an undertone; "but if they were to try to throw a stone, or bait a fish-hook, I guess the darky would have a right to smile some too." To finish his work, the porter hung a thick pair of curtains on hooks along a horizontal pole, and then affixed a long plush strip to which were fastened large gilt figures four inches high — the number of the section. " It would be fun to change the numbers around," remarked Harry, pensively. " Then nobody would know who he was when he got up. But perhaps it would make a boy unpopular if he was caught at it." Mr. Douglass admitted that it might. As the porter made up their own section, Harry pulled out his sketch-book and made a little picture of him. " It 's hard times on the railroad now," he remarked, as he finished the sketch. "See how short they have to make the porters' jackets ! But it must save starch !" The boys had wondered how the people would get to bed, but there seemed no diffi- culty about it. As for our boys, who had the upper berth, one by one they took off their shoes, coats and vests, etc., and then climbed behind the curtains, where they put their paja- mas over their underclothes. After they were in bed, they talked but little, for they were tired. " This rocking makes me drowsy," Philip said ; " it 's like a cradle." "Yes," Harry answered, as the car lurched a little — "a cradle rocked by a mother with the St. Vitus's dance ! " While going to sleep, the boys were puzzled to account for the strange noises made by the train. At times it seemed to have run over a china- shop, and at other times the train rumbled hoarsely, as if it were running over the top of an enormous bass-drum. Soon the great train was transporting two boys who were fast asleep in Section No. 1 2 ; they woke fitfully during the night, but only vaguely remembered where they were, until the cold light of morning was reflected from the top of the car. YO SECTION KEADY, SAH ! THE JOURNEY BY SLEEPER II Dressing was more difficult than going to bed, but by a combination of patience and gymnastics Harry and Philip were soon able to take places in the line that led to the wash-room. Thence, later, they came forth ready for breakfast (for which they had to "line up" again), and another all-day ride. THE OPENING OF THE FAIR, MAY I, 1893. — THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES SPEAKING. At breakfast, the next table to them was occupied by a gentleman named Phinney, and his son. Harry knew the son slightly, having once been his schoolmate. Young Phinney was making a second visit to the Fair, and he told Harry that on the former trip the train had run around Niagara Falls in such a way as to give the passengers an opportunity to view them. ARRIVAL AT CHICAGO 1 3 The train had stopped there for five minutes, and they had climbed down near the rapids to a point where there was an excellent view of " the great cataract" — so young Phinney called it. He gave the boys some pictures showing the falls, and indeed there was a picture of the falls upon the side of the breakfast bill of fare. During the forenoon the train was passing through Canada — the boys' impression of that country being a succession of flat fields, ragged woods, sheep, swine, and a few pretty, long-tailed ponies grazing upon browning turf Philip said that it was like "the Adirondacks spread flat by a giant- ess's rolling-pin." At Windsor the train, separated into sections, was run upon a ferry-boat (upon which one small room was marked "U. S. Customs") and carried over to Detroit. Here j\Ir. Douglass made the boys laugh by suddenly jumping back from the window. He had been startled by a large round brush that was poked against the Avindow from outside to dust it. From Detroit the train ran through Michigan — mainly through a flat country of rich farming land. Philip, who had never been West, was much surprised at the uninterrupted stretches of level ground. Mr. Douglass asked him what he thought of the region. Philip adjusted his glasses and replied slowly: "Well, it 's fine for the farmers, but it is no place for speaking Wil- liam Tell's piece about 'Ye crags and peaks, I 'm with you once again!'" "You must not forget, though," said Mr. Douglass, "that it is the rich farming lands that really underlie America's prosperity. When you see the Fair, you will understand better what a rich nation we are ; but without our great wheat-lands we should, like England, be dependent upon commerce for our very existence." The boys were much less talkative as the train neared Chicago. They were somewhat tired, and were also thinking of the amount of walking and sicfht-seeino- that was before them. All at once, at about half-past five, New York time (for the travelers had not yet changed their watches to an hour earlier), Mr. Douglass pointed out of the right-hand forward window. Both boys looked. There, in the dis- tance, rose above the city houses a gilded dome, and from the opposite car- window they saw just afterward a spider-web structure. "I know it!" Philip sang out; "that 's the Administration Building. But what is the other ? " "The Ferris W^heel," answered Harry. "Yes," said the tutor, "we are going to leave the car not far from the Plaisance gate." " Sixtieth street next ! " cried the brakeman. H HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR " Come, we get out here. It 's nearest the grounds, and I have been told it is wise to lodge as near as possible." When the cars stopped, the party descended upon a platform with "rails to the right of them, rails to the left of them," and trains and crowds in all directions. Mr. Douglass led the way out into the huddled settlement of apartment-houses, hotels, and lodgings that has sprung into existence around Jackson Park, the Fair Grounds. Then began their search for rooms. At first it seemed discouraging; neatness outside was not always a sign of what to expect inside. They labored up-stairs and down again several times. At one attractive private house they entered, expecting quiet, homelike rooms. In the tiny parlor they found five cots set "cheek by jowl" as close as they could be jammed. They smiled at this, but found the rest of the rooms as fully utilized. Mr. Douglass made some objection, and was told by the self-possessed landlady that " some very fine gentlemen thought her fifty-cent beds were very elegant." At another house they were passing, a boy who could n't have been over five years old rushed out like a little Indian on the warpath, crying, "Hi! You lookin' fer rooms?" Amused at the little fellow's enterprise, our travelers fol- lowed him, the boy going forward on his sturdy little legs, and crying, "Hi, there, Mama! Here 's roomers I got you some roomers ! " But unfortunately the boy proved more attrac- tive than the rooms. After a long walk, but with- out going far from the Fair Grounds, they took rooms at a very good hotel. The price was high, perhaps, but reasonable considering the advan- tages and the demand for lodgings. They took two rooms, one with a double bed for the boys, the other a single room for the tutor. Gladly they dropped the satchels that had made their muscles ache, and after leaving the keys of their rooms with the hotel clerk, they set forth for their first visit to the Fair. In order that guests should not forget to leave their keys, each was inserted at right angles into a nickel-plated strip of metal far too long to go comfortably into the pocket even of an absent- minded German professor. " One advantage of being in a hotel," said Mr. Douglass, as they walked toward the entrance of the grounds, "is the fact that on rainy, disagreeable days we can get meals there if we choose. It is not always pleasant to have to hunt breakfast through the rain. But usually we shall dine where we happen to be in the grounds ; there are restaurants of all sorts near the exhibits, from a lunch-counter up." " HI, THERE, MAMA ! HERE 'S ROOMERS ! " THE FAIR AT LAST 15 Alono- the sidewalk that led from their hotel to the entrance were dining-- rooms, street-peddlers' counters, peddlers with trays — all meant as induce- ments to leave money in the great Western metropolis. One thing the boys found v-ery amusing was an Italian bootblack's stand surrounded on three sides by a blue mosquito-netting. " If it had been on all sides," said Harry, "I could have understood it, because it might be a fly-discourager. But now I think it must be only a way of attracting attention." They had arrived, luckily, on a "fete night." Though tired and hungry, they all agreed that it would never do not to take advantage of so excellent a chance to secure a favorable first impression. So they bought tickets at a little wooden booth, and, entering a turnstile one by one, were at last in the great White City. HEhE WE AKE ADMINISTRATION BUILDING. CHAPTER II The Fete Night — Rainbow Fountains — The Search-lights — On the Lake — The Fireworks — Passing a Wreck — Diving in the Grand Basin. "Well," remarked Harry, as the wicket turned and let him into the grounds, " if any one wishes to take down what I said on entering the grounds, he can write down these thrilling words: ' Here we are at last ! ' " "We won't try to do more than get a general idea of things to-night," said Mr. Douglass. "We shall find claims upon our eyesight at every step. But what a crowd ! " The crowd was certainly enormous. At first most of the people seemed to be coming out, but this idea was a mistake. It came from the fact that W>^ P C^3^— £.,.-2-^3-^^-- ~~c::ir-i:iil^^^ ?J1 PRESIDENT. A TICKET OF ADMISSION. those going the same way as our party attracted their attention less than those whom they met and had to pass. They walked between the Pennsylvania Railroad exhibit and the Trans- portation Building, and entered the Administration Building, which seemed the natural gateway to the Court of Honor and its Basin — always the cen- tral point of interest. The paving seemed to be a composition not unlike i8 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR the "staff" that furnished the material for the great buildings, the balus- trades, the statues, and the fountains. It was just at dusk, and the light was soft and pleasant to the eyes. Once in the Administration Building, all our sight-seers threw back their heads and gazed up within the dim and distant dome enriched by its beautiful frescos. "I have heard," said the tutor, who felt bound to serve as guide so far as his experience would warrant, " that people are unable to understand the vastness of St. Peter's dome at Rome. This dome is even higher, and so I feel sure that, large as it seems to us, our ideas of it fall far below the reality. However, we shall see this many times. Let us go on through, and see the Court of Honor." Leaving by the east portal, the three came out upon the broad plaza that fronts the basin. By this time the sky was a deep, dark blue, and every outline of the superb group of buildings was sharply relieved. For a while the three stood silent. There was nothing to say ; but each of them felt that the work of men's — had never come so near to rivaling Nature's inimitable glories. The full moon stood high above the build- ings at their right, but even her serenity could not make the great White City seem petty. The boys knew no words to express what they felt. They only knew that in their lives they had never been so impressed except when gazing upon a glorious sunset, an awe-inspiring thunderstorm, or the unmeasured expanse of the ocean. Philip was the first to speak. ''Must it be taken down? Why could n't they leave it? It is — un- earthly ! " " Boys," said Mr. Douglass, " I don't preach to you often, and certainly there is no need of it now. But, at one time or another, each of us has tried to imagine what Heaven could be like. When we see this" and he INTERIOR OF THE DOME OF THE ADiMlNISTKATION BUILDING. hands ■ • of the human imagination- A GROUP OF STATL'ARY ON THE ADMINISTRATION BUILDING, THE GLORIFICATION OF WAR. looked reverently about him, " and remember that this is man's work, we can see how incapable we are of rising to a conception ot what Heaven might be." But their rhapsodies could not last long in such a pushing and throng- ing time. People brushed against them, talking and laughing ; the rolling- chairs zigzagged in and out, finding passageway where none appeared ; distant bands were playing, and all about them was the living murmur of humanity. Groups were sitting upon every available space : tired mothers with children, young men chatting, and serious-faced country people plodded silently along amid their gayer neighbors. THE FETE NIGHT 21 For a time the three wandered almost without purpose; then, reaching the further end of the Basin, they looked back at the superb MacMonnies Fountain — the galley that bore the proudly poised figure of Progress. Opposite, and facing the fountain, rose the massive but perhaps less expressive statue of the Republic. Though the boys were speechless with A NEARER VIEW OF THE FOUNTAIN. admiration, delight, and wonder, they found — as others have done — that fine sights do not satisfy the appetite any better than fine words butter parsnips. So Harry turned to Mr. Douglass, saying, " Mr. Douglass, don't you hear the dinner-horn ? It seems to me that I do." "All right," he answered; "let us go over to the Casino restaurant and have a comfortable dinner ; but first suppose we stop a moment for a look into the Electricity Building. I saw by a program posted up near the en- trance that it is open to-night." As they came nearer, they found the crowd rapidly increasing in density ; and when they entered, passing the heroic statue of Franklin, they found themselves entirely at the mercy of the moving throng of people. So thick were the sight-seers packed that the boys could see little except the great Edison Pillar, and that was visible only because it rose so high in air. While they watched the pillar, incrusted with incandescent lights, different- 2 2 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR colored bulbs sprang into glowing life or faded out, showing a kaleidoscope of patterns changing continually. "We sha'n't get any dinner if we don't get out now," said Philip, who was struggling to keep his eye-glasses from being displaced. "Come, then," said Harry; and they turned to stem the tide. For a time they made slight progress ; but, luckily, a row of wheeling-chairs came charg- ing slowly but firmly, cutting a path by gentle persistence. Falling in be- hind these pioneers, they succeeded in escaping to the open air, and then made their way to the Casino. Just before reaching this great restaurant, they saw the convent of La Rabida, which appeared between the Agricultural Building and the Casino. "See !" said Philip. "There 's the model of the convent. Do you know what it reminds me of? It is like a little gray nun sitting demurely in the corner of a orand ball-room !" And, indeed, the unpretending little building was a distinct rest to the eye, after the proud proportions of its surroundings. As the statues spoke of the future, the convent reminded one of the past. Entering the Casino brought them back sharply to the present, with its needs and its inconveniences. The prosaic need for dinner was the first to be thought of, and, enormous as was the restaurant, the crowd that night filled every seat, and left plenty of stragglers to stand watchfully about, eager to fill themselves and any vacant chair. " Boys," said the tutor, sadly, " if we stand here an hour, it will be only a piece of luck if we find a place. Where shall we go ? " "I heard a man say that there was a lunch-counter in the southeastern corner of the Manufactures, etc., etc., Building," said Harry. "This is no time for French bills of fare and finger-bowls. Come, let 's go over there." No one cared to argue the question, and, keeping the lake on their right, they crossed to the largest building, and found a primitive lunch-counter on the ground floor. Boys and rough-looking men, perched on high stools, shouted out orders to "girls" from eighteen to fifty years old. After waiting a few minutes, Mr. Douglass found a seat, which the boys insisted he should take, and a little later they "''_^ found two together. The man who left the seat Harry "HE'S A COW-BOY." crowdcd into had on a wide-brimmed felt hat, the edges of which had been perforated all around in openwork. " He 's a cow-boy," Harry whispered in delighted tones. Meanwhile Philip was trying to attract the attention of the very stout and independent young girl who waited upon that section of the counter. THE FETE NIGHT 23 He raised his hand, but she only sneered and remarked, "I see yer!" which' brought a roar of laughter from some talkative customers. Soon, however, THE GRAND BASIN FROM A BALCONY OF THE ADMINISTRATION BUILDING. she condescended to turn an ear in the boys' direction, and they succeeded in ordering two sandwiches and two cups of coffee. When they had finished, Harry said, " Phil, we '11 forgive the sandwiches for the sake of the coffee ! " After this hasty supper, Mr. Douglass told them that there were two fine displays that evening — the electric fountains and fireworks on the lake-front. "Let us see both," said Harry. "There 's a place for launches down by the Basin, and the man was yelling out when I came by: 'One launch is going to stay awhile in the Basin, and then going out into the lake,' — I think he said at half-past seven." Philip looked at his watch. "We 're too late by half an hour," he said impatiently. "Why, no, Philip," said Mr. Douglass. "Our watches show New York time. We have half an hour to spare." 24 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR "True," answered the boy. "You are right. I had forgotten that; and, by the way, now is a good time to reset our watches." So they turned the hands back an hour, and felt thankful that another sixty minutes had been added to the evening. THE PERISTYLE, EAST END OF THE COUKT OF HONOR. " Now," said Mr. Douglass, " I have a popular motion to present. It is moved that we cease movine. and sit down for a while." " Seconded and carried ! " cried Harry ; " and, what 's more, I see some chairs"; and he pointed to a row that were strangely vacant, while all around were occupied. The boys walked toward them. Suddenly Harr)', who was ahead, came back. " I don't care to sit down just now," he said; and his companions, coming nearer, saw that the chairs were put over a great break in the pavement to warn people away. They turned to walk toward the boat-landing, and just then the electric fountains in the corners of the Basin nearest the Adminis- tration Building began to play. Two foamy domes mounted upward, and were magically tinted in fairy hues, changing and interchanging, rising and retiring, twisting, whirling, and falling in violet, sea-green, pink, purple — it was a tiny convention of tamed rainbows. And, meanwhile, from lofty ox THE LAKE 25 towers great electric sunbeams fell upon the dome of the Adminis- tration Building, and created a cameo against the sky : upon the Mac- Monnies Fountain, giving it a transfigured snowy loveliness : upon one beautiful group after another, bringing them to vivid life. The beams were at times full of smoke and spray, that gave a shimmering motion to their lisfht. THE STATUE OF "THE REPUBLIC. "I have been to a circus," said Harry, "where they had four rings going at once. TJiat was bad ; but this — this makes me wish I was a spider, with eyes all over me." " The extra legs would not come in badly, either," said Philip, reflectively. "Well said ! " agreed ]Mr. Dousflass. " Let us gfet into the little steamer ; we can rest there." They made their way to the landing, bought tickets, stepped aboard just as the boat moved off, and were soon gliding gently out upon the Basin. "T-^i^>55W^5fiSl^lj|i 26 THE FIREWORKS 2-] After a short delay to let the passengers view the fountains a little longer, the steamer sped under a bridge, through the great arch of the Peristyle, and made out into the open lake. To their surprise, the boys found a heavy rolling " sea " on ; but as soon as the fireworks began, they forgot all else. Rockets, bombs, showers of hre, floating lights — they came so rapidly that there was a continuous gleam of colored light reflected from the waves. Their launch rounded the fire- works station, and then came to a standstill not far from the Naval exhibit, the model man-of-war " Illinois." Soon some of the women passengers began to object to the rolling. One Boston woman said : " This is rough ; I don't like this at all "; but her bespectacled daughter remarked, as a great bomb of rosy light scattered in a rain of fire, " Well, / think it's the smoothest thing I ever saw!" which bit of slang from the prim little Puritan was a great delight to the boys. And as the search-light suddenly sent its beams into a lady's face, she nodded cordially, and said, as if meeting a friend, " How do you do?" Then, turn- ing to her own party, added, " They 've just found me." There were many little incidents that amused Harry exceedingly. One small boy, while board- ing the boat, ingeniously contrived to knock his hat overboard; it was at once recovered, — a straw hat has no chance racing a steamboat, — but, like Mr. RIcGinty, was exceedingly moist. So the pilot went down a dark hatchway and fished out an offi- cial cap. The boy put it on. The effect was stun- ning, — there. was room for another boy inside, — and Harry made a sketch of it. But these trifles were only a relief from the grandeur of the display. Philip said it was the Grandest Grand Transformation Scene imaginable. After a "set piece" had been shown, there was a bombardment of "Fort McHenry," as they called it — a ship and fort outlined in living fire: THERE WAS ROOM FOR ANOTHER BOV INSIDE, — AND HARRV MADE A SKETCH OF IT." " The rockets' red glare, Bombs bursting in air," and all the rest of a mimic war. Then, as the fort blew up, the Stars and Stripes flamed forth — "Old Glory" — in lines of light ; and, far out upon the lake as they were, the rapturous cheering of the crowds came plainly to their ears. 28 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR " Benedict Arnold would never have made that awful break of his if he could have been here to-night," said Harry, reflectively; then, as Philip began to speak, he said, " Yes, I know he could n't have been. Thanks." A VIEW FKOM THE LION FOUNTAIN. Looking toward the Grand Basin from a point between Machinery Hall and the Agricultural Building. Another thing that added wonderfully to the effect of the fireworks was a calliope whistle on some yacht or tug. While the people cheered, the musical director of that steam-tug whistle jDerformed on it with a master hand. It shrieked, it cheered, it yelled, it laughed — whatever song without words could be sung by a steam-whistle was performed with variations. And, queer enough, the effect was exceedingly pleasing. It somehow seemed in accord with the whole spirit of the fete. A bold, generous Western ex- travagance pervaded the whole affair. On their way back, they suddenly saw before them a long black hulk. It proved, as they passed it, to be a large yacht lying upon her side, with the masts and yards extending out far over the dark waves. "How did that happen?" Mr. Douglass asked the pilot, pointing to the wreck. " It was a collision, sir," replied the pilot; but he gave no particulars. As the man seemed busy in guiding the swift little steamer, the tutor DIVING IN THE GRAND BASIN 29 recalled the old adare about "not talking- to the man at the wheel," and asked no further questions. But the siehts of that marvelous American Thousand and One Nigrhts combined were not yet over. As they entered the Basin, their steamer halted to enable them to witness a divino- exhibition. On a floatino- tower o o stood a man in tights, so lighted up by an electric ray as to be clearly visible from every point around. Raising his hands above his head, he fell thirty-five feet or more into the water. Just as he reached the surface, his EVENING ON THE CANAL. hands came swiftly together, and he sank like a plummet. In an instant he was up again, kicking a mass of gleaming spray into the air. Several more " followed their leader." It was a thrilling sight, and, on that cold night, chilled the spectators to the marrow. x-\s they walked along the edge of the Basin after leaving their launch, the boys greatly admired the statues of animals and men set up near the balustrade. There was a bull, several great bears, a farmer and a draft- horse, a bison (who seemed timid and dwarfed by his surroundings), and 30 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Others, nearly all modeled with a massive effect that gave them wonderful dignity. And still the crowd surged to and fro, but now with a decided ten- dency toward the outlets; the lights flashed and gleamed; the bands played, while the great moon sailed overhead as if it was all a fete to Diana. Tired as they were when they reached the hotel, the boys could not re- frain from talking over some of the principal things they had seen. They did not say much about the buildings, for they knew they should see them again; but they talked of the people, the fireworks, and such queer com- ments as they had overheard. "I expected," said Philip, " that we should see a great many foreigners — Turks, Swedes, Germans, all sorts. But I did n't. I saw two or three fellows with fezzes on, but that was about all." "I noticed that, too," Harry responded. "And I did n't hear much but English spoken. It seems to me that Uncle Sam has done most of this thing himself, and that it 's mainly his own boys that are taking it in." " But it 's early days yet," said Philip, with a prodigious yawn, "to make — aw ! — comparisons." " That looks more like late hours than early days," Harry suggested. " Let 's turn in." In a few minutes their clothes were on two chairs, and their heads were sunk into adjacent pillows. VIEW FROM THE ISLAND AT NIGHT. CHAPTER III The Party Separates — Harry Goes to the Battle- Ship — The Government Buildiiig — The Convent and the Caravels — The Movable Sidewalk. Sunday proved a welcome relief after the long journey of Saturday, followed by the fete night at the Fair ; and they were glad to begin the busy week that was to follow with one restful day apart from bustle and confusion. At breakfast Monday morning, one of the dishes Mr. Douglass ordered was steak; and, as he sawed through it, he remarked: "This is tough!" " But I thought you did n't approve of slang ?" Harry inquired, with an air of grave interest. "I was n't thinking so much of how I said it as of the fact," Mr. Douglass replied. "But the proverb says that 'shoemakers' children are always the worst shod,' and so we ought to expect poor beef in Chicago, the great beef-market of the continent ; but I don't like to waste my strength on mere beef while there is so much before us. What are your plans?" " If you don't mind," said Harry, after a moment's pause, "I 'm going to ask you to let me 'paddle my own canoe.' It is hard for three to keep together in a crowd." "That 's true," Philip agreed; "and especially when one is near- sighted. I think I tried to follow seven different wrong men yesterday." " Yes," added Harry; " 'Follow my leader' is a difficult game to play when we are all leaders and followers at the same time." " All right," the tutor said. " To-day, then, we will separate. I may not go to the Fair at all, for I have several letters on my mind. Remember, we came away on very short notice. What will you do, Philip ? " " Oh, I think I shall spend a long while in the Art Galleries. It 's a good place to go to by one's self, for two people seldom agree about pictures — especially boys." HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR So, after breakfast, Harry, with a proud feeling of being his own master, set forth by himself He had a very clear idea of what he wished to do first. He meant to go to the model of a United States man-of-war — the BUILDING THE BATTLE-SHIl NOVEMBER, 1091. " Illinois." He had read much about the White Squadron, and felt that he would never have so good an opportunity to understand just how a man-of- war was worked. He had bought a guide-book to the Fair, and found that the route of the launches would bring him quite near enough to the vessel. But in spite of his singleness of purpose, his thoughts were distracted as soon as he came near the entrance. He noticed first the clicking of the turnstiles. They revolved so con- tinually, as people passed in, that Harry was reminded of the sound of a watchman's rattle. Next, he caught sight of a white-robed and turbaned Turk standing in line at the "Workmen's Gate," as placidly as if he were in his native Constantinople. Harry's turn to enter at the " Pay Gate" soon came, and he made his way toward the Court of Honor. As he passed the great Liberty Bell, which was chiming musically, he read upon it the words: A new commandment I give unto you, that ye love one another. He could not help remembering what followed the ringing of the original Liberty Bell, and he hoped that this, its namesake, would bring peace rather than war — a sober reflection that he recalled later in the day. HARRY GOES TO THE BATTLE-SHIP 33 To the tune of "Hold the fort, for I am coming," played by a peal of musical bells, — very fittingly, he thought, — Harry began the quick journey that ended when the little launch came to a landing called "The Clambake." When the man called out those words, Harry did not budge; but when the man added, " Here 's where yer get off," he rose and abandoned the craft. On the way there, Harry learned that the ducks in the Lagoon were useful as well as pretty. The pilot said that two or three ducks would do THE BATTLE-SHIP AS IT LOOKED IN JANUARY, I more toward keeping a pond wholesome than six or eight hard-work- ing men. He was too early to get upon the "Illinois," and therefore turned back to see the Viking ship. It was not far away; and just in front of it were three armor-plates in which were the imprints left by the great conical shot used in testing them. Harry had read all about the old Northmen's vessel, and ordinarily could have spent hours in studying her mast, her one crossyard, her awning, the shields along her side — but this was a land of wonders. He looked at the boat only long enough to take a mental snap-shot that he 34 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR could develop at leisure, and then walked on toward the United States Government Building, passing on his way a company of marines at drill. But again he was diverted. He turned into the Weather Bureau, and was glad he had done so, because of the wonderful series of photographs he found on the walls. Lightning flashes in streaks and sheets, clouds in :\IAY 30, 1893. Storm and wind, moonlight and snow effects, were there, but in impossible numbers. He sighed, wished that he had more leisure, and left. This time he succeeded in getting to the rifled cannon in front of the Government Building, but stopped only long enough to take a sight over one of them. He tried to go regularly around the exhibits, but surrendered almost at once. The Patent Office models discouraged him ; but the Geological De- partment! — the great transparent pictures in the windows convinced him that THE GOVERNMENT BUILDING 35 he could n't (as he once heard a man say) " poss the impossible and scrute the inscrutable." But he did notice some things. He sketched the skull of the Dinoceras mirabilc (and copied the name, too), because he was sure that it was the very ugliest thing in the world. He walked around a section of the big tree from California. He really studied a few life-like and life-size groups showing Indians at work, and wished sincerely that he were Methuselah, and that the Fair would last all THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT BUILDING. his days. It was a petrified Wild West show. He said they were splendid, to a gray-bearded Westerner, who replied emphatically : "They are so — and I have been used to the scoundrels all my life ! " Harry sketched a queer Indian "priest-clown's" head. At first he felt a little afraid to bring out his book and pencil; but he found out that every one had more to do than watch a boy drawing, and before the day was over he drew whatever he chose, entirely forgetting the crowd. Different things attracted different people. He heard one farmer-looking man say : " My stars. Ma! Look-a here!" and expected to see a marvel. He found only some stuffed chickens. Probably the farmer had never seen fowls stuffed un roasted. But when he came to the War Department collection he gave up skip- ping. He had to see that. Just at the entrance was a splendid bust of General Sheridan, the face wearing the expression the general must have had when he said at Winchester, "Turn around, boys! We 're going 2,^ HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR back ! " Against the windows were more fine transparencies, and the whole floor-space was filled with everything having to do with war and soldiers. Small arms, fi-om a brass blunderbuss to the latest breech-loader — yes, and to the earliest, for there was one Chinese breech-loader of the 14th century. THE VIKING SHIP. " Instead of trying to get up new things," said Harry, half aloud, " we ought to go to China and study ancient history." Harry had a feeling of discouragement in spite of his interest. He had always entertained a vague idea that some day he might give his mind to it and make a big invention — a phonograph or a flying railway, or some little thing like that ; but now, when he saw how everything seemed to have been done, and done better than he could have dreamed of — well, he said to him- self "This Fair has spoiled one great inventor, for I would not dare to think there was anything new ! " But then he caught sight of a picture called the " March of Time," — representing a great procession of soldiers, of generals and veterans, — which restored his good spirits, for right in front, "leading the whole crowd," was a row of rollicking small boys. He was grateful to the artist. One stand of arms showed muskets — relics of the Civil War — injured by bullets. Into one of them a Confederate bullet had entered to stop a forth- THE BATTLE-SHIP "iyl coming shot, and, meeting, tliey had burst open tlie barrel. Another had been spHt into ribbons at the muzzle. There were also relics of the Custer massacre, and a gun recaptured from an Indian after he had tastefully orna- mented it with brass-headed nails. The less bloody side of battle was recalled by General Thomas's "office waeon," the side of which formed a desk when lowered, and revealed some very neat pigeonholes for papers, pens, and red tape. Uniforms and equipment, models of pontoons, artillery, a model of undermining, one by one each claimed the hasty glance that was all any A'isitor had to spare. A longer look was claimed by an oil painting showing Lieutenant Lockwood's observation of the "Farthest North." Then Harry returned to the Rotunda, and executed a rapid circular movement, hasty, but full of reverence, toward the cases of Revolutionary and Colonial relics — portraits on ivory, letters, flags, snuff-boxes — an end- less array of antiquities. Harry was glad to see one miniature, excellently painted, by Major Andre ; for up to that day he had not thought much of the unfortunate major's drawing, having seen only the well-known "sketch of himself" in pen and ink. Washington's diary was another thing the boy found very interesting: as he said, it 'was "neat as wax and right as a trivet." Harry wondered whether it would n't be fun to keep a diary. This reminded him of the flight of time, and, looking at his watch, he set his face once more toward the " Illinois," for it was after half-past ten. Many were going that way — and, indeed, in e\-ery other. Two small boys who, in sailor suits, strode along the pier like two pygmy admirals, gave him another subject for his sketch-book; but they were but atoms in a long procession, for there w^as no cessation in the coming and going of visitors all the time he was on the vessel. He went at once below decks, and came plump " up against an ice-machine — "to keep the men cool while in action," he heard a young fellow say. Around the bulkheads were draped flags of all nations, and here and there were hung mess-lock- ers, — shelves behind wire gratings, — hammocks, two little tars going to see the ^ ^ ^ MODEL OF A MAN-OF-WAR. neatly varnished kegs for stores, and everything Jack afloat could desire. Upon the lower deck also were glass cases protecting exquisite models of the new cruisers and battle-ships. " Now, if they '11 give me just one of those as my share," said Harry, "I '11 go home contented. Anyway, I think I will go to Annapolis and become an officer in the navy." 38 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR As if to answer this thought, he came next to the room where the work of the cadets was shown. The splicing, the foot-ball statistics, the fencing foils and masks, were welcomed ; but the tables full of text-books and the neat drawings on the walls spoke so plainly of hard study and long hours THE CARAVEL ' SANTA MARIA. The Model of the Flagship of Columbus. of work that Harry's determination was somewhat shaken. And, indeed, before he had left the Government Building, a soldier of the regular army, guarding some exhibits, had said to him, "The time for war is over." The man seemed to speak seriously, and then it was that Harry recalled the new Liberty Bell and its inscription. War was not all uniforms and parading. The captain's room and office were most attractive, except that a set of the "Encyclopsedia Britannica" seemed out of its element — a British book with a Latin name hardly rhymed with a United States man-of-war. A courteous officer on the " Illinois" told Harry that people's questions were at times hard to answer. "One man," he said, "looked long at the Howell torpedo, read the labels, and with keen interest wanted to know whether it was n't a flying machine ! " Harry thought that he might have been told that it was a machine to THE CARAVELS make other machines fly ; but he did n't interrupt the ofticer, who gave liim a clear explanation of a life-buoy hanging in the cabin. While ascending to the upper deck, he heard a woman say, " Oh, is there another story ? " and wished Rudyard Kipling had been there to tell her that it was quite another story. But he made his way to the con- ning-tower, paying heed to the admonition of a mischievous boy who said, "Push, but don't shove." The conning-tower was hardly big enough to lose one's temper in, but gave the commanding officer full view of his surroundings through tiny slits cut through the solid steel. Electric buttons were convenient to push when he wished the guns, rifles, torpedoes, and other assistants to do the rest. Leaving the vessel, Harry was again launched back to the other end of the grounds, landing at the Agricultural Building. He passed through this great show-house with his eyes well restrained, but did notice some birds flying about under the lofty roof He wondered if they had come to study the best methods of securing a living at the farmers' expense, and hoped rather that they wished to know what harmful insects it was best for them to destroy. After eating lunch at a table in the open air near by, Harry boarded Columbus's " Santa Maria." Coming directly from a modern cruiser, the quaint little cockle-shell was a pathetic witness to the great discoverer's hardships. Harry went into the forecastle, looked at the queer old galley, the swivel-orun, the anchors, and wished that he had been aboard the orieinal on that first westward trip. The modern vessels were scientific, correct, and fine, of course; but somehow Harry would rather have sailed the ocean blue in the days when the galley-fires flared fitfully on these pictured sails. He skipped the " Pinta " and "Nina," sketching from the shore a sailor on the lat- ter who was "guarding" the little vessel, only reflectino- that those on the biafo-est vessel were better off than their fellows in these two, and went over to the Convent de la Rabida. Harry thought everybody knew about that building ; but he met a group of three men, one of whom asked in all earnestness, "That hain't the Fisheries Buildin', is it ? " Then the boy remembered how amused the great Napoleon was when they brought to his court a man who had never heard of him, of the Empire, or of the Revolution ! Harry 'GUARDING 40 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR wondered whether there might not be in the Fair Grounds a few who hardly- recalled havingf heard of a man named Columbus. Inside the convent were old charts, pictures, and manuscripts, to which Harry gave but a passing glance. But the open court inside at once gave THE NEW "SANTA MARIA ' CROSSING THE OCEAN. him a sense of antiquity, and the tropical plants recalled thoughts of distant lands, until he caught sight of a tired man worrying a piece of mince-pie for lunch. He started to go out, and only paused before an old globe whereon the lands were full of odd pictures. " Geography must have been like a book of fairy-stories then," he thought as he left the convent door and came face to face with to-day. Oh, but he was tired ! His legs ached, his back was lame, and he felt like the deacon's "one-hoss shay" — as if he might give out "all at once and nothing first." Seeing in the distance the movable sidewalk, it occurred to him that it was a good place for resting. THE MOVABLE SIDEWALK 41 The convent had been a Httle depressing. Others felt the same effect, for he heard one woman say, "I "m glad I "m not a monk" — and then, after a reflective pause — "nor a nun." As he approached the traveling platform that ran on wheels far out along a pier, this cry met him: "This way for the movable sidewalk! An all-day ride for five cents — the cheapest thing on the grounds !" It was irresistible. Harry stepped on the slower platform, then to the quicker one, and dropped into a seat. It proved an excellent change. Out he glided upon the long pier, rested and cooled by the breeze and by the sight of the placid waters, now an opaline green in the afternoon light. Harry thought less of the scene than of his muscles. "If I wanted to make money at this Fair," he said, "I would put on sale a patent back-rest and double-back-action support ; and after the Fair it could be sold to farmers for weeding." Harry made the round trip, and got off nearly where he started. He did not wish to go back to the hotel, but he could not really enjoy anything more, though so long as he could walk he wanted to see, see, see. Nor was it all seeing; a blind man would have enjoyed that day, so many funny remarks were made, so much music was in the air. Bands played, wheels whirled, people chatted, laughed, and exclaimed. Everybody seemed happy, perhaps because with all the sight-seeing there went plenty of enjoyable exercise in the clear, bracing September air. As for Harry, he returned to the hotel healthily weary, but not exhausted. THE CARAVEL "NINA. 'CHOLLY " SPEECHLESS. 42 CHAPTER IV A SPLENDID MEAT SUPPER FOR 25 cents! Harry Returns to the Hotel — Philip Tells of his Blunder — The Anthro- pological Btiilding — The Log Cabin — The Alaskan Village — The old Whaling- Ship ''Progress'' — A Sleepy Audience — Plans. Harry's route to his hotel lay through the usual throng -iy^t9>-^ of men whose one object in life was to make people buy "a ' "'^ V-^r^2^ splendid meat supper for twenty-five cents ! " His legs felt like stilts, and he walked only because he had become so used to it that he could not stop. As it was still an hour or two before their usual dinner- time, Harry went up to his room, intending to lie down for a while. When he asked at the counter for the key, the clerk told him that his friend "with the eye-glasses" was already in their room. Harry found Philip lying on the bed, tired but looking contented. "Why, you 're home earl)^" said Harry, in surprise. " I thought you were going to spend the whole day in the Art Gallery." " So I was," said Philip, rising to make room for the later arrival. " I started for there. Where have you been ? " " Oh, to the Government Building, the man-of-war, the convent, the caravels — and a lot more," said Harry, as he flung himself upon the bed, first having made himself comfortable by removing his jacket and shoes. "Did you like it?" "Like it? Of course I liked it, old slowcoach! But it 's too much like being invited to two Thanksgiving dinners — enough is better than two feasts." " What did you see ? " asked Philip. "See here, Phil," said Harry, smiling mischievously; "do you think I am unable to take a view through a millstone with a hole in it? You need n't think you can put me off by asking questions. What I want to 44 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR know is why you did n't get to the Art Building. It 's not small, you know; you could hardly have passed it without noticing it. Come, out with it, young fellow." "To tell the truth," said Phil reluctantly, but laughing good-naturedly, " I started out all right, for I looked up the way in the guide-book. I ■'LOOP OF THE INTRAMURAL RAILWAY. found that the cheapest and quickest plan was to take the railway on the grounds — the Intra — something; yes, the Intramural, which means 'within the wall.'" " So it does," answered Harry. " Great thing to know Latin. But fire away. I can see there is more in this Fair than a whole brigade of boys can see. Let 's hear what you did." " I took the railway, climbing a lot of steps, and we started. They had signs to tell one where to go, but I could n't read them very well, and so I went whizzing along without altogether understanding where I was. The stations they called out meant nothing to me, and I had an idea it took a Sfood while to oret across the grrounds; and — to make it short — I was look- ing at the view, first one side, toward the hotels, and then the other, toward the Fair Buildings, and I did n't wake up to my position till the conductor said, 'Going round again, young man?' So I got off, for there I PHILIP S DAY 45 ^j^^ ; *%^ ' j^^ -, ^••••/Sa^ =1— if was at the same station I got on at. You see, the conductor had noticed me because I sat near where he stood." " That 's a good one on you ! " " I know it. But I did n't like to start over again, so I came down the steps and walked over across the Court of Honor, along by the Agricultural BuildinCT, till I came to the caravels and the convent. I saw those, but so did you. I went next to the Krupp gun exhibit by the lake. That gun was enormous ! I believe all the gunners could get inside when it rained. They had a printed label on it, and at first I read it: 'Please set off the gun'; but I knew that was n't likely, so I went nearer, and found it said ' keep ' instead of ' set' Oh, by the way, just before I went in there, I stopped in the doorway and saw some men diving from a tre- mendous height, out in the lake, — a much higher tower than the one they dived from on the f^te night. I also saw in the Krupp building a pretty little model of the house the great gunmaker lived in when he began." " What was it like ? " asked Harry. " Oh, just a little square thatched house ; but you could see the tiny furni- ture through the windows. I did n't stay long there, for they were sprinkling the floor, and it was sloppy. " Next I went into the Leather Ex- hibit Building ; but there were mostly shoes and thinofs there, and I did n't see very much I cared about, except some buckskin suits labeled ' indestructi- ble.' I would have liked one of those, ex- cept that it was trimmed with silver lace." 46 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR ~^^ DON T FAIL TO SEE THIS EXHIBIT. "A little gaudy for you," said Harry. " Yes, but they were fine. So, seeing signs telling people to go up into the gallery where shoes were being made, I went up. I heard machines making a racket, but all I saw was the backs of the other people who got there first." " I know," said Hai'ry ; "I made a sketch of one of those very exhibits."' " Now, where did I go next? Let me see the map — it 's there by you." Harry passed over the little plan of the grounds, and Philip examined it a moment. Then he went on : " I see now. I meant to ofo into the Forestry Building, but on the way I caught sight of some things in the Anthro — " " — Thropo-pop-o-ological," interrupted Harry. " It 's a nice word to say when you 're in a hurry." "Yes," Philip replied, "that was it; so I went in there. And I tell you, you must n't miss that. It 's fine. It has everything in it." " So they all have," said Harry, hopelessly. " But there are gymnasium things, and African weapons, all sorts of savage huts and costumes, Greek statues, and views, and bits of work from the prisons and reformatories, showing how boys are drilled and trained to- work at trades. But, as usual, I did n't think I could see everything, and so I looked at only a few special cases. One that I remember well showed all sorts of games and puzzles — chess, cards, checkers, halma, pachisi, Indian sticks for throwing like dice, the fifteen puzzle, ring puzzles, wire puzzles, all sorts. The chessmen were splendid. There was one Chinese set there, where the pieces stood on pedestals showing three balls carved one inside the other; and the pieces themselves were little mandarins and things, with faces, and beards, and all. There were enough games in the cases for a boy to learn a new one every day as long as he lived." "Well?" asked Harry, as Philip paused. " You don't want me to tell it all, do you ? " Philip asked. " If you will," said Harry. " My ears are the only things about me that are not tired; and I am resting the rest of me." "All right," said Philip; " I 'm willing. I am so full of it, I could talk a week. But I remember now there was one place I went before the An- thropo Building, and that was to a real log cabin, with all the regular old- fashioned things in it; but never mind, I won't go back to that, for I 've a lot more to tell, and one thing I know you '11 like to hear about specially. THE LOG CABIN. THE ALASKAN HOUSES 47 "The next queer thing was the Clift'-dwellers' mound, a big structure, made to look like red rock, — sandstone, maybe, — in which these old Indians in the Southwest used to live. I did n't o-Q into it, althouijh a lot of sig-ns said I ouo-ht to ; but I saw how the little caves were hollowed out and made into huts, with doors and windows. \Miile I was looking up at it — and it is a high cliff, I tell you! — I saw some nuns all in black climbing over it, and that was a strang-e sig'ht enough. Out in front were some Q-ray little ■donkej's, — 'burros,' used by the exploring party that found the caves. Then I went on to an old-time distillery, outside of which was a real 'moon- shiner's ' still that had been captured bj- the revenue officers. "Then I came to some Alaskan houses. They were made of great rough slabs, with circular doors cut through the trunks of trees in front. There were little models of them in the Anthropo place, too. In front of them stood those carved totem-poles that we used to see in the physical geography book. I saw by the labels on the models that those poles were meant to tell the history of the man in the house "behind each one, and that the more rings there were on the carved man's high hat, the more of a fellow the owner was. There seemed to be lots about whales on them. I suppose capturing a whale was to them like being elected to Congress — maybe harder. " But, speaking of whales, the next thing I saw was the one I want to tell you specially about. Near the shore there, in what they call the South Pond, was an old-fashioned vessel. I walked over toward it, and read the signs. They said it was a whaling-vessel, a regular old New Bedford whaler. You know about those ? " " I guess I do," said Harry. " I remember reading ' Peter, the Whaler,' and a lot more books like it." "Well, at first I was n't going in, for they charged a quarter, and there did n't seem to be many going on board. I was afraid it was not good for anything, but at last I made up m)"- mind to risk twenty-five cents on it. I bought my ticket and climbed the gang-plank. There were just two other men on board besides the sailor in charge." " 'Two other men' is good," remarked Harrj-. " You know what I mean. \Mien we got up on deck, the sailor came forward to speak his little piece. He said if we wanted to know how they cauofht whales he 'd tell us. Then he went on with the whole thing, from 'Thar she blows ! ' down to the cutting up and trying-out of blubber. AN ALASKAN l-MAGE. 48 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR " I had often read about it, but I tell you, Harry, it was different to see him hold up the harpoon and the lance, the gun for firing a big harpoon and all. And then we saw the vats for boiling the oil. And he said that out of the whale's head they could dip up whole barrels of clear oil; but the whalebone was the thing they were after nowadays. He said they some- times got thousands of dollars' worth out of the mouth of one whale. "After he finished telling about whaling, he invited us below, to see a collection of marine curiosities they had on board. It was a regular old- style ship, with the beams coming close down to your head. All around THE WHALING-SHIP. were cases of curious things — real sailors' oddities: carved teeth and shells, swords from sword-fish, idols, weapons, tools — whatever a sailor could collect. One thing I remember was a harpoon-head that had been bent and twisted around itself by a whale till it looked like a scrawl in a copy-book. Then we went forward to the forecastle, to see the queer little bunks where the men sleep. " As I was coming away I bought a little book telling all about the old ship; and it is interesting, I tell you. I have n't read it all yet, but one- adventure of that ship the sailor told us about. THE OLD WHALING-SHIP 49 " She was out with a big fleet, more than thirty, and she was one of the six that got out from an ice-pack. Then a boat came along after, and reported the rest of the ships as wrecked. The 'Progress' — that 's the one I 'm telline about — and the other saved vessels threw all their valuable careo THE WINDMILLS. over and took in the poor fellows from the ice. That was what I call square. You can read all about it later. Would n't you like to?" There was no answer. Philip turned to look at Harry more closely, and found that the tired boy had fallen fast asleep. "It 's all right for him to go to sleep," said Philip to himself "but I wish he 'd say so when he does it; then I 'd know when to stop." Harry awoke in time for dinner. Mr. Douglass had mailed a number of letters, and he and the bo)s went to the table together. They found that their walks had given them the best of appetites, and they enjoyed seeing the people at the various tables around them. Mr. Douglass spoke of the excellent appearance made by the crowds, and of their good-humor. " I was in the Fair Grounds for a short time this afternoon," he said, " and I found myself noticing the people quite as much as the curious things around me. If one ran against another, there was never any ill- L. PLANS 5 1 humor or crossness. Usually both apologized politely. And yet in many places the crowds were enormous. Again and again I would look ahead of me, and think that I could n't get through the throng." " I noticed that, too," said Philip; "but the spaces are big and the peo- ple keep moving, so somehow one always finds a place to pass." " I tell you what I liked," said Harry ; " and that was the little drinking- fountains, where you drop a penny and get a glass of spring water. I found them very welcome." "And the popcorn!" said Philip. "I don't like it much, but I saw it everywhere. Why, you could smell it in the air sometimes ; and every now and then you would hear a crackle-crackle, snap-snap, and there would be a popper full of dancing corn over hot coals." " Yes, I saw them," said Mr. Douglass. " I found it very interesting to talk to the people. Now and then, when I wished to rest awhile, I would sit down on a bench ; and pretty soon a man would come up and drop into a seat beside me. Then, in a minute, one of us would say : ' It 's a fine day,' or something of the kind, and, without difficulty, a little talk would begin. One man I met told me he was from Massachusetts, and cultivated tobacco. AVe had a very pleasant conversation, and gave each other advice about what to see. I think this Fair will do a great deal to bring people together." " It has already," said Harry, solemnly. " I have seen a number come together even to-day. Where did you go this afternoon, Mr. Douglass ? " " I went to the Art Gallery part of the time," the tutor replied. " But I found it, like the other buildings, too overwhelming — whole rooms full of masterpieces of painting and sculpture; something demanding at least a glance wherever one looked. I found I could not stay long. Walking about and looking upward and downward, and from side to side, is more than any one can endure very long. Besides, the pictures are so good that they make one both think and feel keenly, and that is tiring, too. So after about two hours I surrendered, and came out. I walked along the lake shore during part of my way back, purposely avoiding any sights of especial interest." " What shall we do to-morrow ? " asked Philip. "Whatever you please," answered the tutor. "Perhaps you might do some photographing, Philip." " I 'd like to, but I hardly know where to begin." "Suppose," said Harry, " that we ah three go to the Midway Plaisance? It 's a splendid place to get pictures." " But 1 hear," said Philip, " that you can't do very much photographing there. You can get a permit for the Fair Grounds, but the Plaisance 52 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR exhibits are outside of the Fair's control, and you have to secure special permissions there." "We might try it," said Mr. Douglass. "You have brought your big kodak, have n't you ? " " Yes, v\rith a new roll of forty-eight films in it," said Philip. " But I shall have to take outdoor scenes, for there 's little chance to give time- exposures." "Well, suppose that we hire chairs to-morrow — the rolling-chairs, you know. One can hire either double chairs or single ones ; and then we three A LAUNCH-LANDJNG. will be wheeled out to the Midway Plaisance. There we will let the chairs go, and see what we can do. How do you like it, Harry ? " "Oh, it suits me," said Harry. "To tell the truth, I should like to go there soon, for there are so many really foreign scenes in the streets and villages that it may be I can get some good little sketches. At all events, I 'd like to go to the Wild Animal show, and see it all. I met a boy to-day, while I was at lunch, who said that it beat any circus he ever saw." "There are a number of absurd cheap shows on the Midway," said Mr. Douglass, "at least, so the guide-books say; but we can go to the best of PLANS 53 them, and let the others alone. I find that the people (as I have told you) are more interesting to me than are most of the exhibits, and the Plaisance is always crowded." The party had finished dinner, and they went up to their rooms. Philip eot out his camera, and looked it over, to be sure all was in workine order. Harry laid out his sketch-book and an extra pencil. Mr. Douglass, as he usually did, read over his guide-books, and made up his accounts. But all three went early to bed. IN FRONT OF THE TRANSPORTATION BUILDING. IN CAIRO STREET. m ■'T CHAPTER V A Place where Visitors were Scarce — The Rolling-chairs and Guides — Mistaken Kindness — Entering the Plaisance — The Javanese Village — Snap-shots — Cairo Street — The Card-writer — The Soudanese Baby. .-^ The dauntless three reached the ofates next morninor at about nine o'clock, and found an even larger crowd than usual. They had to form in line at some distance from the ticket- office, and advanced toward it as slowly as people come out of church. But, as before, good humor was the rule, and, ex- cepting for a few of the weak-minded men who always fight their way through a crowd, there was every effort made to accommodate one another. Philip heard a woman say, " \\ hy, we are all here to have a good time, and to let other people have the same." It was worst just in passing the wickets, but once through, the trouble was at an end. "How shall we o-o toward the Plaisance?" Mr. Douglass asked. He felt that the expedition was undertaken for the boys' pleasure, and wished them to have their own way about it. "Why don't you take the Intramural, as I did yesterday?" Philip asked. " It will give you and Harry a new view of the grounds, and it 's a very short ride to the other end." 56 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR MORNING, OUTSIDE MAIN ENTRANCE. "All right," said Harry; "but we must keep our wits about us. I knew a boy once who was carried back to where he started from." For this little dig, Philip gently knocked Harry's hat over his eyes. Harry left the hat untouched until Philip put it back in place. " I don't care how I wear my hat," said Harry, "so long as it is in the very latest style." As they got on the cars, Mr. Douglass noticed that the gates along the sides were all opened and shut at once by the conductor, and at some stations there were large signs saying, " Don't climb over the gates. They will be opened." When they were just westward of the Horticultural Building, Harry remarked, "There is no need of sfet- ting into the large crowds, — there is plenty of room over there, and only one man has found it worth while to occupy the space." Philip looked where Harry pointed, and saw a workman climb- ing up a dizzy little stairway half- way to the top of the great glass dome. " If he should fall through, he 'd break a lot of glass," said Philip, reflectively. They left the railway near the mammoth Building of Manufac- tures, and walked to its northern entrance. Here Mr. Douglass se- cured their chairs, the young men who pushed them having the time of starting noted upon cards that they kept neatly inside their caps. Wheeling into line, they rode com- fortably along through the parting crowd, Philip carrying his kodak upon his knees, ready for business. He had secured a little card, tied to a CHAIR-BOYS AT WORK ! THE ROLLING-CHAIRS AND GUIDES 57 String, that permitted him to take pictures "with a four-by-five camera only " for that one day. He had paid two dollars for this privilege, and felt bound to use up his roll of forty-eight exposures. At first the boys found their chairs a little uncomfortable ; but the guides raised the foot-rests until their short lees could reach them, and after that they found the vehicles as comfortable as an arm-chair in a library. It was a bright, clear day — "Just the day for taking snap-shots," Philip said en- thusiastically ; and everything was plainly outlined by sharp contrasts of light and shade. As usual, Mr. Douglass began to talk to his guide, and learned that the young man was a college student who was rolling a chair at the Exposition partly for the money he made and partly for the sake of seeing the Fair ' PUCK BUILDING, and the people from all parts of the world. As Mr. Douglass had worked his own way through college, he was able to give his guide some practical advice, which was gratefully received. Passing along in front of the Illinois State Building — always con- spicuous for its dome — they passed around the Women's Building, and came to the entrance of the mile of curious structures that made up the 58 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Midway Plaisance. But before they had come so far, the boys, too, were talking to their guides, who proved to be other college men. A thing one of them told the boys amused them. The guide said that people, intending to be considerate, would lean far forward when the chair was pushed up a slope. "And that," he said, "brings all their weight on THE WATER-WHEEL IN THI- the little guiding-wheels in front, where there are no springs. Then the wheels turn hard, and we have to ask them to sit back. So, you see, the kindest people sometimes give the most trouble." In spite of this warning, when they were ascending the first bridge — one that led across an opening from the Lagoon — both boys leaned forward, as one does in " helping " a horse up hill. But when the guides laughed, the two boys quickly sank back again. Passing under the elevated railway, they joined the ranks of visitors to the Midway. As they intended to come back another time, they glanced only at the exteriors of most of the buildings, pausing first when they came to the Javanese village. While they rode through the crowd the boys were amused to see the odd glances of those who met them. The luxury of being pushed in a chair was, by many of the newer visitors, considered THE TAVANESE VILLAGE 59 fitting only for sick people, and their eyes plainly said that two strong, healthy boys should walk. The boys knew this, for they had had the same feeling toward riders during their own first day ; the second day's walking, however, entirely changed their views, and they understood that it was a Avise economy to save bodily tire when eyes and brain were so busy. THE JAVANESE MUSICIANS. " You can ride right into the Javanese village," one of the guides told them ; so they bought their tickets and were pushed into the grounds. Surrounded by a bamboo fence with a lofty gateway was a collection of steep-roofed, grass-thatched, one-story huts. Each had a little veranda in front, and as it was sunny, many of the short, dark-skinned little people sat outdoors at work. Here Philip expected to get a few more pictures. He had already taken one outside. Leaving the chair in the main roadway, he had gone to the side, where the ground was higher, and had secured a negative (or hoped he had !) showing the crowd thronging the long street between the houses. But on entering the Javanese village he was told that he could not take pictures without another permit. After a little search and inquiry he found 6o HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR a hut within an inclosure marked "private" and "office." Here he met the superintendent, and was given permission to take views inside the village. All the time they were among the Javanese, they had heard a queer musical, liquid pounding. Near the center of the grounds they found the cause. An odd water-wheel of bamboo revolved beneath a stream that flowed from an upright iron pi^De, and as this wheel went around it struck short hanging bits of wood that gave forth the musical notes. The wheeL had apparently no other purpose than to make a noise — it was a primitive music-box. This was Philip's first camera subject. His second was also musical. There was a band of musicians play- ing upon some sweet-sounding metal gongs, and another species of Java- nese tom-toms. The musicians smiled encouragingly as Philip waved his camera and gazed through his glasses with eager inquiry, and as soon as they were hard at their music Philip took them. Another picture he lost. While he was just on the point of pushing the button, a guard clapped one hand over the lens. It was too late to stop, and Philip lost his temper as well as his exposure. "You can't take pictures here,"' said the guard. " The superintendent said I could, "^ said Philip, sharply. " I beg your pardon," the guard answered politely. "That 's all right," Philip said in a pleasanter tone; "but it does n't give me back the negative. Next time, please find out before you in- terfere." In all the foreign exhibits there were seen many objects with which the boys were only too familiar. For instance, looking through the door of a Ja- vanese hut, Harry saw three cheap American clocks, all in a row ; and on the veranda of the same house a man was presiding over a sewing-machine plainly inscribed with a well-known American trade-mark. Nevertheless, the little Javanese themselves were unusual enough : the men wore turbans THE JAVANESE BABY. THE JAVANESE VILLAGE SNAP-SHOTS 6i of fiorured cotton, a ti^ht-fit- ting jacket, and then, above their trousers, a short slcirt or apron that liung about half- way down the thigh. Some also wore above their turbans wide straw hats. One of the women had a cute little baby in her arms. Philip put a silver coin into the baby's hand, and was al- lowed to take its jaicture. But the father held the child. Philip said to Harry, as they walked away, "There 's a pretty baby " ; then, hearing a gentle chuckle from a motherly-look- ing woman near him, hastened to add: "For that kind of a baby." The party had left their chairs in a corner of the vil- lage, and were now on foot. As they walked around the inclosure they saw a woman and girl embroidering upon a ve- randa. The girl was about twelve or thirteen years old, had a tinge of pink in her cheeks, snappy black eyes, and shiny coarse hair. Philip wanted a picture of her, and, after a talk with the man of the house, at last gained his consent. Philip had a little trouble in making the man comprehend that the girl must come out into the sunshine ; but by point- ing to the sun and to a side of the hut that was in its full glare, he finally had the little model, blushing prettily, posed in a good situa- tion. The man stood up beside her, and they were photographed together. No sooner had Philip raised his camera than the siafht-seers Qrathered eag-erlv about him, until he could hardly find space to reach the ' THE MAN STOOD UP BESIDE HER, AND THEY WERE PHOTOGRAPHED TOGETHER." *HE WAS LAZILY SUNNING HIMSELF. 62 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR button. He pushed it in a hurry, and made his way out. Just a moment after, he secured an even better subject, entirely by accident. Upon another veranda sat a mature Javanese gentleman crouched down upon his heels. i s~ — ^ m. m^ *■■ m JULii ""^^■H^ c^^yml H^^xi^i^H IPt0i t^ Ml »tK.>»!!SimfyaigjSjij^^g^^j^fM i A YOUNG LADY FROM JAVA. He was lazily sunning himself, and Philip leveled the camera and took him before he could say the Javanese for ''Jack Robinson." The man opened his blinking eyes at the click of the shutter, but only smiled indulgently, and resumed his basking, like a frog on a log. Leaving the Javanese village, and ignoring upon their way the appeals of a vender of Java cigar- ettes — " Ver' sheap ! two for five!" — they settled back in their chairs and plunged again into the outside thoroughfare. Mr. Douglass, looking up a little absent-mindedly, saw a sign which he read thus, " Dancing-girl of Da- mascus now dancing — 600 years old." Startled by this marvel, even in that land of enchantment, he turned his head and found that the 600 years referred to the city rather than to the dancer. ..'%^. ?^ 1B93 TO MAKE KODACK PHOTOGRAPHS GOOD FOR ONE TRIP AND THIS DAY ONLY ev SOLt PHOTOGRAPHERS CftlRO STREET. CAIRO STREET 63 "Where would you like to stop now, sir?" asked the guide. "Suppose we go to Cairo Street, Philip ?" said Mr. Douglass. "We can see camels and donkeys and queer buildings without number ; and it is said to be a very interesting, genuine exhibit." They entered the long narrow passage, leaving their chairs outside. Philip's camera was again declared contraband of war, and held in bondage while he "interviewed" the official photographer of the street. He soon THE "donkey-boys." returned with the "open sesame" (price $1.00) — another ticket to tie to the camera handle; and they all went forward to view the glories of Cairo. It was the liveliest, jolliest place they had yet entered. Donkeys ridden by little boys or little girls came bumping along amid the laughter of the scattering crowd ; sneering camels lurched in zigzag courses, carrying gig- gling girls or grinning men. The camel-riders had the effect of bowing graciously to the crowd, and hung on desperately to the loops of the saddles, as if they were upon bucking broncos. But the most amusing part of camel-ridinsf was the clismountingr. The camels went down bows-on at first, and then lowered the hind legs. This process was always sure to bring out little shrieks of dismay from the women, and a burst of laughter from the onlookers. 64 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Philip's camera was agog with , eagerness. He captured a view or two of the picturesque "donkey-boys" — who were stalwart grown men; but when he saw the great nodding camels docilely following their tiny boy- leaders, he made up his mind that the camel was his favorite subject. He particularly desired to secure a view of the dis- mounting. Seeing a flight of steps that would enable him to overlook this scene, he put his camera under his arm and wormed his way through the crowd until he had secured an excellent place on an upper step. From here, by raising the camera high in air, he took a picture over the heads of the spectators, and then rejoined Mr. Douglass and Harry, who were waiting for him across the street near some of the bazaars for the sale of curiosities. Harry, while waiting, had produced his sketch-book, and made a hasty outline of a street-sweeper who, in turban and baggy trousers, was plying a most prosaic broom and dust-pan. Just above their heads they read a sign advertising an Arab card-writer, and when Philip returned they began a search for this gentleman, who promised a card in English and Arabic for five cents. It proved to be a difficult matter to find him. Inquiring upon one side of the street, they were directed to the other ; and, repeating the question there, were politely sent back again ; but soon they caught sight of a ring of people near the middle of the street, gaz- ing down toward the pavement, and there, within, sat the writer. Philip pressed forward with a slip torn from his note-book, on which he had written plainly, " Philip Rodman," putting below, " Please write this name in Eng- lish and Arabic." When his turn came, the sharp-featured little writer raised his fezzed head from gazing down upon the inlaid box which served him as a desk, and said : " You want-a me to write for you — yes ? " " Yes, please," Philip answered. So the scribe began, like a school-boy reciting his lesson : |7fcitlliv|r' |lilii7dDp.ai!jiAia z^^' 1 ni%n(: jj^. -j^ ^—^^3r:=a ^"1 PORCH OF XLAJiUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING. shoes, but Philip found a pair that Mr. Douglass could wear. The pro- prietor told them to help themselves, and make themselves at home. "All right," said one of the customers; "we've all gotten acquainted while waiting on one another out here." Once well insulated from the ground, they turned the rattling stile at the entrance to the Fair, and picked their way over the mud that was like gray paint and nearly as sticky. The program declared that it was " Irish Day," and the same fact shone out from many a noble breast, ii6 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR and many a proud coat-lapel; for green badges flourished like bay-trees in the spring, and the shamrock bloomed despite the stormy skies. As they crossed a bridge from the Electricity Building to that of the Manufactures, they noticed that the dome upon the Illinois State Building ANOTHER VIEW OF THE MANUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING. was as unsubstantial and shadowy as a ghost. The crowd talked much less than usual, and there was little laughter. A number of French sailors passed them, but even their busy tongues were for once silent. The boys were glad to get into the great building, for it was here and there lighted by electric lamps, and the gaily colored exhibits diverted their minds from the gray and cloudy sky. "Boys," said Mr. Douglass, as they paused in front of the two elephant- tusks that rested before the Siam exhibit, " if you prefer it, I will go with you ; but, to be frank, I am inclined to think you would rather go by your- selves. Whatever you look at, you are sure to learn something, even unconsciously. And I am not ashamed to say that no one man can explain even to boys of your age a thousandth part of what we see here." "Mr. Douglass," said Philip, "I really think we 'd rather go alone, if you don't mind." "Very well," the tutor replied; " I shall probably stay in this building, too, but it is not likely we shall meet. At about half- THE MANUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING 117 past one come over to the bridge that leads to the lower end of the wooded island, and I '11 take you to lunch. A 2c revoir/" "Auf Wiedersehen / " Harry replied; and turning to Philip he said warmly, "Mr. Douglass is a good fellow, — there 's no 'Uncle George and Rollo' about him." "I think he 's right, too," said Philip. " If he was to try to tell us about things here, we could n't listen if we wanted to : there's too much to see." "Well, he 's having a good time, too," said Harry. "It 's a good idea to take your tutor to Chicago and improve his mind. Where shall we begin?" "We '11 go over into the publishers' corner," said Philip, pointing to the little map in his guide-book; "and we '11 take the galleries first." They walked toward that end of the building, but could not help seeing some things on their way. One was a group of curved mirrors that gave distorted and very laughable reflections. Another was a fine display of daggers, pins, and other jewelry, inlaid in gold. Harry took a fancy to FROM A WINDOW IN THE MANUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING LOOKING NORTHWEST. one bonnet-pin (he thought it was), the top of which was a dainty sword- hilt. He priced it, and left it there : it was twelve dollars. The boys saw a placard upon one tiny dagger saying it was sold to Miss Blank, and they K-VJK^BtSMW.-T-fRSWlS ONE OF THE THE MANUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING. PAINTED BY J. CARROLL BECKWITH, wondered whether she bought it for a paper-knife, or intended to become a vivandiere. On reaching the gallery, they first went through the publishers' exhibits, finding original manuscripts and drawings, collections of finely bound books, and courteous treatment everywhere. "I think," said Philip, as they came out of the last of these rooms, "that the publishers are all very polite to the public." "Ah," Harry replied, with a wise shake of the head, "they have to be. If they were n't, why we 'd just turn around and say, ' Here, you, stop my subscription ! ' and then where would they be ? You see, a man can't get along without food, and clothes, and things like that, but he need n't read I20 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR if he does n't want to — he can just spend his time over advertisements, and signs, and things people give away." "Would n't that be nice to have in schools?" said Philip, pointing to a big map of the United States upon the wall, nearly twenty-five feet high. .>\\ livA^ '\'>^. PART OF GROUP ABOVE MAIN ENTRANCE OF MANUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING, "Very," said Harry; "they 'd have to spread it out in the yard, and then the teacher would say, 'Johnny, run out and find Oshkosh, and don't run too fast or you '11 tire yourself before you get there! On the opposite wall was "the largest photograph in the world," a very long but uninteresting picture of those words with figures of real people leaning on the letters. An old man came by, saw the sign, wondered "whei^e that photograph was," and walked all around the gallery trying to find out. It was hardly a successful exhibit, but it was only to attract attention — there was a good display of regular work near it. HARRY STRIKES 121 The boys at first stopped everywhere ; but soon they began to re- member what a task was before them, and they quickened their pace. PhiHp entered but few items in his note-book, and among them was a booth entirely covered outside witli ordinary playing-cards, which gave it an Eastern effect. One object that called for more than a glance was an old English clock — the Earl of Pembroke's clock; it was set in a high case of carved wood, most elaborate in design and executed with minute skill and care. They saw also a show-case that imitated a great trunk some fifteen feet high, with glass sides. But they were making slow progress, and hurried on until they reached a carved altar made by the inmates of St. Joseph's Orphan Home — a piece of woodwork worthy of any hand. Then began a long array of exhibits meant to illustrate the progress of scholars in lessons and manual arts. Each compartment was alloted to a certain school. For a few rooms the boys kept seriously at work examin- ing drawings, carvings, forgings, and compositions; but soon they heard a rollicking pianist down-stairs dashing off "St. Patrick's Day in the Morn- ing," and it brought memories of home to their minds. A lively jig-step was heard, followed by clapping and cheering. "See here, Phil," Harry broke out, facing about, "it may not be St. Patrick's Day, but it certainly is Saturday, and I 'm not going to be hood- winked into school work to-day. If there are any more compositions, kindergartens, and maps drawn by Bertie Wilhelmiina Marie Jones, you may see them if you like. I am going to skip them." "I 've seen enough; we '11 never get through this way," said Philip, looking despairingly at his watch. "So we '11 go on to something else." "Good-morning, boys, "said a slightly husky voice. "Good-morning, sir," they replied, turning to find an old Irishman, a respectable quiet-looking man. "I tell you this is a very wonderful show," he went on, evidently feeling that he must talk to some one. And from that beginning he went on to tell them that he was over sixty years old, had come to America in 1847, and had gone West by the Erie Canal, soon after. "Boys," said he, impressively, "you 've no idea of what a country you live in. I 've lived to see wonders in the last thirty years, and they 've changed the whole world, so they have. You can have no idea of it, not as I have. And it 's not in the East or in Chicago alone : it 's in the whole land. And there '11 be no telling what a country it '11 be. I 'm over sixty, and I went out forty years ago and took up a hundred and sixty acres of bare land, and now there 's people all around me : Norwegians, many of them ; and it 's good people and good neighbors they are ! " 122 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR The boys were impressed by the seriousness of the old man's talk. " You are Irish ? " asked Philip. "Of course," he said, with a smile; and throwing open his overcoat he displayed a badge big enough to prove anything. They parted with mu- tual wishes of "good luck." Since Harry had refused to go further into the exhibits of school work, they went down to the main floor, and walked from the southwest corner northward. As in the other buildings they had visited, they found along the walls little stands where young women had on sale penholders, souvenir coins, shell-boxes, necklaces — cheap trinkets of all sorts. For the first few days the boys had gone to see what was shown at these booths ; but soon they found there was pretty much the same stock everywhere, and walked by indifferently. They had bought, however, a few things — one a little shield showing the arms Oueen Isabella granted to Columbus. Against the wall about half-way up toward the north end were several " graphophones" — contrivances something like Edison's phonograph. On dropping a nickel and hooking two hard-rubber tubes into the ears, one might hear instrumental music or songs. A small boy tried one of those machines while Harry and Philip looked on. The tubes were adjusted, and he stood gravely await- ing the result. A smile began to dawn on his lips. It spread widely. His mouth opened; he giggled aloud ; he kept on giggling with his eyes closing through pure joy. Harry tried the machine and found that it was repeating a comic singer's rendering of "The Cat Came Back," and he grinned quite as widely as the small boy had done, and afterward sketched the scene with full sympathy. " That 's a great invention for invalids," said Philip, thoughtfully. "Yes," said Harry, warmly; "think how it would soothe a restless invalid during a long night to hear one of those machines grind out ' The Cat Came Back ! ' " "Well, it would," said Philip, as soberly as he could. " You could n't be sad while listening to that song." Just as they were leaving, they saw a mother and child listening to the same graphophone, each having one ear to an end of the branched tube. " I don't know," said Philip, that's quite honest." The exhibit of a well-known manufacturer of steel pens had in the " — AND THE CAT CAME BACK.' A JAPANESE CARVING. whether THE HUNTERS CAMP 123 center of it a pen fully six feet long, apparently quite as huge an affair in its own way as the building. The boys stopped at this, but perhaps at another time they would have passed that by and looked at things they now ignored. There was so much it made them particular. If a display was not brightly THE HUNTERS CAMP. lighted, or was at all crowded, or required a few extra steps, it was left un- visited. Knowing they could see only a few things, they simply walked alonof, and let the exhibits show themselves. There passed them in rolling chairs an old minister and his wife, and Harry made up his story about them. He imagined one of the deacons going to consult with the elders, saying, " The Parson wants to go to the World's Fair. He has n't said so exactly ; but I can see he does. He reads all about it, and he talks about it — tells how big the buildings are, and all that. Can't we send him ? " There may have been no truth in all this, but it gave 124 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Harry great pleasure to see the old couple's enjoyment. Coming to the upper, or north, end of the building, they found the exhibits of stone- work, ironwork, paints, varnishes, and so on. But they turned back to INTERIOR OF THE MANUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING — SHOWING THE ELEVATORS. see the exquisite work of artistic Japan. Here were ivories, pottery, metalwork, embroidery, odd carving (one little bear, a grotesque figure, Harry stopped to sketch) — all designed and executed in perfection. The boys spent a long time here, and left dissatisfied. It was time to meet Mr. Douglass on the bridge, and they raised umbrellas, tramped through the mud, and, finding the tutor waiting for them, were soon on the way to the Horticultural Building, where they lunched at a restaurant on the second floor. "Where did you go, Mr. Douglass?" Philip asked. "I went to the other end of the grounds, to the Anthropological Build- ing. I heard there was a set of apparatus for measuring nerve-force, men- THE FIRE-BOAT 125 tal-power, and so on, which would be appHed to a visitor. I went through the process, and found it very interesting, though it took a long time." " Did you notice the Hunters' Camp and the Australian Bark Hut near the bridge we came over ? " Harry asked. "Yes; and went into both," said Mr. Douglass. " How well they con- trast with these enormous, complex show-buildings, reminding us how much THE FIKE-BOAT "FIRE QUEEN." that is shown here is not necessary to life or happiness ! After lunch I '11 go back with you to the main building, and we '11 ride up to the roof." Walking back, they noticed on the railings of the bridge a life-preserver and line, hung ready to be thrown at once to any one who might fall in. They also saw the "Fire Queen," a steamboat fire-engine, lying ready for service by the same bridge. " That shows," Mr. Douglass said, "how care- fully everything here has been thought out." Returning to the big building, they went through the silversmiths' and jewelers' exhibits, which were rich and elegant without being gaudy or tire- some. There were great crowds here — and they saw only a few of the pieces of silverware and jewelry. The Tiffany Glass Company's beautiful chapel they pronounced one of the successes of the Fair, and just opposite they stopped to examine many watches, watch-movements, and the ma- chines that made them. Coming to the elevators, they bought tickets and entered, without par- ticular thought about the trip. The door was closed, and the elevator began its upward journey. Until it was near the top Harry did n't look down. All at once he turned his head and saw the awful depth, where 126 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR tiny figures moved noiselessly about. He was not an over-sensitive boy, but for the minute the sensation was one of appalled horror. It was not fear — he had no dread that the elevator would fall; he only felt the terrible height. It was an instinctive human shrinkine before the im- mensity of space. He turned away, and did not recover for several minutes. He had no inclination to joke, and, indeed, for a while he could hardly summon courage to step upon the board walk that led out upon the roof Per-" haps Mr. Douglass and Philip had somewhat similar feelings, for all three sat down upon a bench outside, and did not attempt to walk around the roof That one moment of dread did more to make the boys understand what a monster building they were in, than columns of figures, comparisons, and statistics could have accomplished. About smaller buildings one can reason; but this can be comprehended only when one is awed by its immensity. THE ROOF WALK, MANUFACTURES AND LIBERAL ARTS BUILDING. CHAPTER X Ph Hip at the A rt Galleries — The usual Discouragement — Walking Home — The "Santa Maria" under Sail. The next morning Philip decided that whatever the others were going to do, he had left the Art Galleries alone long enough, and that he would spend a part of his day wandering among pictures and statues. He walked from the southern end, where he had en- tered, along the whole length of the grounds. IN THE ART GALLERY. When he came to the bridge crossing the waterway between the North Pond and the Lagoon, he met two ladies evidently at a loss Avhether to turn to the right or the left in order to reach the Art Gal- leries. Raising his hat, he drew forth the map and showed them that they could go as well one way as the other ; and then he walked on, himself turning to the right. As he went along a path that led him around some of the smaller National Buildings, he saw a little grove of trees sur- rounding a boulder built of ctaff Along the top of this great rock was a figure, also of staff, representing a lioness with the head and shoulders of a woman — a sort of sphinx ; a Cupid was whispering to her, and she had an expression half of amusement and half of malice. There was no legend or inscription attached to the piece of sculpture, and all were left to make their own interpretation of the allegory. Considering the wealth of art stored up in the winged temple to which he was going, Philip did not dare to waste any time in reaching his goal; but first he drew out his little guide-book, and examining the plan that showed where the pictures of each nation were grouped, he decided to begin with the French section — that is, with the east wing. 128 PHILIP AT THE ART GALLERIES 129 He mounted the great steps, flanked by lions, and found himself at once surrounded by pictures on all four walls of a square room whose curtained doorways led to similar treasures beyond. Like all the world when in a picture-gallery, he did not see how he could examine the collection syste- matically. He was too much interested. Perhaps he would make up his mind to begin at the right-hand corner, and would march resolutely in that direction. Upon the way he would catch sio-htof a thrillino- battle-scene or a lovely face, and would pause, become fas- cinated, and lose all recollec- tion of his plan of campaign. After standing bewildered for a minute or two, Philip turned to look especially at a large painting showing Christ talking to the woman at the well, a beautiful and dignified piece of work,emphasizing the serenity and solemnity of the scene. Philip felt that this picture had put him in a recep- tive frame of mind, such as one should have when listening to a sermon ; and not long after- ward came a series of four well-known pictures, "The Prodigal Son," by Tissot, to preach the sermon. They represented a modern reading of the parable, showing the father bidding his son farewell; the son in any- thing but good company while absent; the return — a touching picture, showing the old father leaning to raise the young man kneeling at his feet; and the merrymaking over the fatted calf Although Philip had come primarily for Art alone, it was impossible for him to ignore the stories the artists had chosen as foundations for their com- positions. In ** St. George and the Dragon," for instance, who could help AN INIKKIUK \ lEU- UF lllli DoMlL uK TIIK FIXE AKTS BUILDING. I30 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR making up little bits of the story that had brought the bold St. George to the mouth of the rocky den where lay that very stupid and malicious monster with one cruel paw holding a victim at its feet ? Even that brilliant piece of coloring, " The Birth of the Pearl," required the story-telling faculty to account for the swift bubbling plunge of the A VIEW OF THE FINE ARTS BUILDING FROM NEAR THE NEW YORK STATE BUILDING. diver who opens the iridescent shell beneath which the Pearl Maiden is sleeping. A story nearly as good as the " Sleeping Beauty " was told in those gem-like colors. Of more direct interest to the boy was "A Singing Lesson in a Public School in Paris"; and Philip gladly would have spent much time in reading the little touches of character that made each boy in the crowded picture so interesting a figure. But he knew that he must slight many pictures in order to give any time at all to those which held him before them by making him forget everything else; so he went on to the next gallery. He was first delighted by "The Bath of the Regiment," a barrack-scene show- ing the members of a regiment passing one by one in front of a hose in full play : the spattering water, the wet floor, the shining skins of the soldiers were wonderfully rendered considering the difficulty of painting the details from nature. PHILIP AT THE ART GALLERIES 131 Another striking picture was the portrait of Pope Leo XIII. Philip recalled having read that the Pope had never before granted any artist a sittino"; but that M. Chartran, beinp- sfranted an audience, made a sketch that so pleased the Pope as to gain for the artist permission to paint this wonderful picture. The expression of the face was purely intellectual and IN FKO.NT OF THE FINE ARTS BUILDING. refined, and Philip felt sure the picture would never be regarded as other than a masterpiece. There were two small portraits by Weerts that were worthy to be ranked with this larger one. Two others, landscapes, also claimed attention, one a dainty bit of bright color by Gagliardini — a Moor- ish scene; and the other, by Lhermitte, "Harvesters at Rest," showing peasants in the field. The only other picture that Philip marked upon his catalogue was a group of children in an arm-chair, by G. Dubufe, yf/y. Speaking of Philip's catalogue, it is well to say that he bought two. The first was so arranged that after walking through one room with it he returned, and paid three times as much for the second. The more expen- sive catalogue numbered the pictures as they were hung upon the walls, and he could find each picture at once — a matter worth considering when he knew he could not see a third of the rooms in each of which were many masterpieces. 1;m\- w 1 rn A DOVE. Carving in ivory by Asahi Hatsu. Entering another gallery, Philip drew a line of approval against "A First Proof," by Mathey — a printer examining the first impression from a plate; a similar line was awarded to "The Struggle for Life " — a marine showing a long line of men trying to draw a fishing-boat through the surf to safety. Others he marked were a soft evening effect by Zuber, and, in the next gallery, "The Virgin's Thread," that lovely painting by Lucas, where the birds are pulling at the thread while the virgin is sleeping in her chair beside the wheel. A picture of a boar at bay, while the hounds 134 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR snarl, and whine but hesitate to come to close quarters, and a "Strike " pic- ture, also compelled him to halt and to enter. But he felt as AH Baba must have felt in the treasure-cavern — dazzled, longing to take all he could, but hurried and ill at ease. It is easy for an arm-chair philosopher to advise patience and coolness; to say, "Select a little, and see it thoroughly " ; but to be a visitor at the greatest of World's Fairs is quite another matter, and in the Art Galleries you can never tell what you are losing. They issued in Chicago several useful little handbooks to the Fair. "The Time-Saver," '^The Nutshell Guide," "Gems of the Fair," "What to See and How to Find It," were some of them, and by reading these one could be fairly sure of not overlooking many "best" things in the trade exhibits. But in the Art Galleries such books can be of little use. The pictures Philip looked at pleased him for various reasons. Some were by consummate colorists; some told a pleasing tale; some preached a little sermon; some were amusing, and others played upon deeper chords. Now, as to these no two boys or men would feel just alike; and you can no more let another pick out your pictures than you can let a stranger order your meals. As Philip was standing in one of the galleries an old man said slyly: "No awards here." "Is that so?" asked Philip in surprise. "Yes," said the old man; "the French found the Germans were beating them, and so they quit!" And the old man disappeared in the crowd, chuckling to himself, and seeming to take more interest in this bit of gossip than in the pictures. Philip went on through two rooms containing pastels and water-colors ; he meant to skip them entirely. It was not that he undervalued these mediums, but he felt he had to draw the line somewhere (as in the old story of the man who did n't invite his parents to his wedding) ; and the oil-paintings were more numerous. But he was compelled to look at three pictures by Boutet-de-Monvel be- cause they were just what he liked, at one by Maurice Eliot, and at some hunting-dogs resting by a river, painted by Oliver de Penne. He made up for this pause by skipping two large collections of miniatures, etchings, and medals, and began to go around the room known as " Gallery 45." Here he found two pictures that have caused much controversy — one showing the Crucifixion as upon Montmartre, Paris, and the other represent- ing Christ as sitting at table in a modern drawing-room. Philip did n't pretend to say whether there was a great moral lesson con- lAKL MAKi-;. THE MOTHER. PAINTED BY ALICE D. KELLOGG. PHILIP AT THE ART GALLERIES ^i7 veyed by this strange device ; but he felt that the pictures were as un- pleasant as they were powerful ; and that of the Crucifixion was certainly full of intense feeling rendered by the hand of a master. But it is useless to quote from the catalogue as Philip marked it; for him- self the markings were useful, and helped him to fix his attention upon cer- tain pictures ; but unless all of the pictures are at hand, comparison and comment can have little value. As the boy went through the galleries, he felt a strong sense of gratitude to the hundreds of skilful, keen-sighted men who had studied nature and mankind until they could show him in an instant's glance just how things were and are the whole world around. From the French exhibit he passed to that of American artists; and again he found reason to be proud of his young country. Perhaps it was as well that the French and American exhibits were distinctly labeled, for there was not such a difference as there might have been. But if America showed that she had taken lessons abroad, she at least gave her teachers no reason to be ashamed ; and here and there was seen a touch of true individuality promising a distinction and a difference in the future. Julian Story's painting of "Mile, de Sombreuil" and Carl Marr's great "Flagellants" were two history-lessons which no boy could forget; and the second of these artists, in another painting where bits of real sunshine come flickerino^ through a screen of green leaves, showed that he could paint pictures, even without telling historical incidents. Philip went close to this picture to see just how that shining sunshine was done ; but he was surprised to find nothing to explain the brightness of those shining spots except a little dull ocher paint gradually lightening to white. After he had seen, in the next room, Douglas Volk's " Puritan Girl " and Hovenden's " Breaking Home Ties," he became a little depressed ; but was cheered up by Toby Rosenthal's comedy, "A Dancing-Lesson of our Grandmother's." When he went outside to sit upon the steps for a moment's rest, he began to understand Sir Isaac Newton's simile about picking up a few shells on the shore ; for he saw that he had been several hours in the Art Build- ing, and had seen hastily only a part of one wing of the great storehouse. He hurried back, rushed blindly through several rooms, and tried to take a small piece out of Great Britain's display. Again he was caught here and drawn there by the magic brush of one artist after another, and had to con- A FELLOW-CRITIC. ^ THE GRANDMOTHER OF THE SWEDISH ARTIST ZORN.l From the original carving in birch-wood {six inches high) by Zorn. 1 With regard to the Uttle bust of his grandmother, carved in birch-wood, Mr. Zorn says: " I have painted my grandmother a great many times, and the pictures have always been sold, so I made this little carving as something to keep. From beginning to end it was carved from nature and with carvers' tools. My grandmother," he adds, *'is very picturesque"; but this we do not need to be told, nor that there were probably other reasons why her grandson wished to have a portrait of her ; nor again, that this bust probably is a portrait in the fullest, exactest sense of the word. It is a delightful thing in subject as in execution. Every detail of the sweet, strong old peasant face is lovingly rendered, and yet one thinks most not of details or even of features, but of the soul behind them. — " T/ie Ccfitury " for A ugnst, iSgs. 138 THE "SANTA MARIA " UNDER SAIL I39 fess that he must raise the siege and hope for another day. He walked down the steps with a sense of injury and loss, which remained with him until the outdoor air and the breeze from the lake had restored his eood humor. He concluded to walk home, and made his way to the path that ran along the lake-shore. Philip found his muscles a little sore, and seeing a vacant bench, sat down upon it. In a few moments he saw a group of young men pointing out upon the lake. He looked in the direction they indicated, and to his amazement made out the " Santa Maria " under full sail and as in- dependent as any steamer of them all. Philip felt as if he might be an Indian viewing the first coming of the caravel, and wished sincerely that he were aboard, so that he might shut his eyes and imagine he heard that first cry, " Land ! Land ! " He was delighted with the chance that had brought him the sight of the caravel at sea, and wondered what nabob of the Fair was cruising about as if he were Christopher Columbus himself Resuming his walk, he went through one or two of the buildings in order to get out of the sun (which beat down quite fiercely, considering how late in the year it was). In the Liberal Arts Building it seemed that only frail pieces of plate-glass protected the rich treasures of gold and silver arranged in the jewelers' show-windows, and Harry wondered whether a modern Dick Turpin, or Blackbeard the Pirate, could not, by dash and nerve, succeed in carrying away enough plunder to support him forever after in some reputable line of business. The pirate, he thought, would have the better chance ; for he might rush to the shore, where his trusty crew were awaiting him in the long-boat, be rowed to his stealthy black vessel, hoist sail, and away with all that Tiffany and the Gorham Company had left out of their safes ! Then what a scurrying to and fro ! Sailors and soldiers, losing their presence of mind, would dash up to the conning-tower of the battle-ship " Illinois" and press the dummy electric buttons, wondering why the engineer did n't get up all steam and put on full speed at once. Others would leap into the " Viking " and start to row with the long sweeps, forgetting that there were only shields aboard. Philip was amused at this odd fancy, and resolved to ask Harry to make a sketch of the pursuit. Meanwhile he made his way home, keeping in the porticos Avhere it was shady, and avoiding the clayey mud left by the previous day's rain. "I 'd rather," he told Harry that night, "miss some of the regular exhibits, if I 've got to take the Fair in samples ; when it comes to missing pictures, you never know what you 've lost." 140 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR The next morning Mr. Douglass, who was reading the " Chicago Tribune," burst out laughing. "Philip," said he, "here is part of an ac- count of the cruise of the 'Santa Maria' — the cruise upon which you saw her." And, interrupted by the boys' occasional chuckles, he read aloud as follows : The old caravel stood out on the waves, queer-looking as compared with modem craft, but full of grace and beauty. When the big square sail was first spread, it took the wind nicely, rounded the pier, and sailed off to the northwest in splendid style. But when the passengers wanted to turn the caravel there was trouble. Had they continued in a straight line to Michigan all would have been well, but they knew not how to sail the " Santa Maria." The craft wobbled. The choppy waves tossed it. Though it had braved storms on the Atlantic, it trembled, and its sails became disorganized by the turbulence of the white-topped waves of Lake Michigan. " It will not sail close to the wind," said a passenger who claimed to have been out on the lake before. " Better slow her up," suggested passenger Millet; " we 're headed for the Forty-third street reef." " Who ever heard of a reef on a street ? " petulantly returned Sailing-master Hunt. On flew the caravel until the cheeks of the passengers turned pale, and they pleaded with the captain to turn it about. Its huge hulk was finally swerved just as it scraped the reef. Away it shot again out northwest, more unruly than before. An hour or so went by. The " Santa Maria " still sped on toward the Michigan fruit-fields. The passengers became hungry. They wanted to go home. A turn about of the caravel was finally made. It shot away toward the Van Buren street pier. " Land her ! " " Land her ! " " Ground her ! " cried the passengers. With care the caravel was brought up near enough to the pier to let off" the passengers, and the craft was anchored for the night. Then Mr. Armour said to Millet : " No wonder Columbus discovered America." " Why ? " inquired the latter. " Because a man could discover anything in such a craft as the ' Santa Maria.' There 's no telling what direction it would carry him. The discovery of America was a 'scratch.'" \^ CHAPTER XI Going after Letters — The Agricultural Building — Machinery Hall — Lunch at the Hotel — Harrys Proposal — Buffalo Bill's Great Show. ^ On Saturday, Philip had heard that ■ ^=^^ ^ . - ,, — - tor nve dollars he could secure per- ^SPStiBll/' mission to use his kodak for a week, and by '^^j^l^ -^^-iHI^F ^^ '~ going to the office of the official photographer J^ on that day and paying the necessary amount, he was able to dismiss from his mind any anxiety about carrying his camera. So on Monday the two boys and Mr. Douglass entered the grounds, fully equipped with note-book, sketch-book, and camera. Hitherto Philip had been asked but once to exhibit the li- cense, but this time he was challenged by one of the ticket-takers, who shouted to another, " Hi, Jack, here 's a kodak ! " But, as it turned out, neither ticket-taker cared to examine the card, and Philip merely waved it, saying, " It 's all right." The day was too rainy to risk taking snap-shots, and Philip carried the camera during the forenoon only, and was glad to leave it behind at the hotel when he returned to lunch. They had down on the list for this day a trip to Chicago ; but had asked to have the date of their tickets for the coach changed when they saw the sky was gloomy and overcast. Instead of going into the city, therefore, they resolved to give their morning to the Agricultural and the Ma- chinery Buildings. They walked first to the Manufactures Building to get letters, and took a launch back again. While waiting for the boat they had some conversation with the man at the landing, and were surprised to learn that each of the launches cost more than three thousand dollars — the high price being paid mainly for the machinery. THE AGRICULTURAL BUILDING I43 Landing at the Agricultural Building, they were glad to escape the rain — a thunderstorm — by entering at the main door. The exhibits seemed to be arranged according to nationalities, the first one they came upon being that of Porto Rico ; and the boys were really surprised, upon exploring their minds, to find out how little they knew about Porto Rico. Mr. Douglass knew a little more : he told them it was an island — one of the Greater Antilles — and belonged to Spain ; but there he came to a sudden stop, and directed the boys' attention to a miniature fort in which bottles of wine served as guns. Having to that extent improved their knowledge of Porto Rico, they moved on a few steps, and seemed to have walked into a cigar-box. The odor was explained when they saw before them Cuba's display, which was not unlike that of a prosperous tobacconist. British Guiana did not repel them, though a woman cried out, " Oh, alligators and snakes ! " as she turned hastily away. She was followed by two more of the less timid sort, one of whom said resolutely, " Come in. I want to see this alligator. I never saw one in my life " ; to which her companion replied, "Well, gaze on him ; there he is ! " "You might think, boys," said Mr. Douglass, as the boys smiled at this dialogue, " that such people got no good from coming to the Fair. But I think such a conclusion would be a mistake. The foolish chatter we hear has little to do with what people are really thinking. They cannot help picking up clearer ideas of the world and its inhabitants as they go through these buildings. Where one sees fruits and grains, it means that this or the other country has orchards and farms. We thus get rid of many a foolish mental picture. We cease to imagine that all the Chinese are continually flying kites- and smoking opium, or that all Spaniards are eternally strum- ming guitars in the sunshine. You may not think you have such foolish ideas, but you will probably find yourself entertaining notions quite as absurd. I only say this because we hear so much trivial chatter that you might be misled by it." "Well, Mr. Douglass," Harry answered, " I have seen plenty of men, and women too, who are taking the Fair almost too seriously. And even the most foolish must find a great deal that makes him think. I know I do. Now, for instance, look at that figure" ; and Harry pointed to the model of a neo-ro workman that made part of the exhibit labeled " British Guiana." " I saw him," said Mr. Douglass, " and I noticed how his leather sandals have absurd twirls and coils of leather thongs about them. The rest of his dress is very ordinary." "Those are just what I mean," said Harry. " I said to myself, at first glance, that those twisted rolls of leather were silly ornaments, and showed 144 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR If '^'i^^ that the man was a savage in civi- Hzed clothes. Then I wondered whe- ther they had n't some use, and — " " I see," said Mr. Douglass, in- terrupting. " Well, I don't," Philip declared. " Suppose he should break a san- dal-string," said Harry, eagerly ; "don't you understand that he could just untwist one of those coils, just as a violin-player unwinds a little more of his E string?" " Yes, of course," Philip said ; " and that is the most convenient way for him to carry the strings." " I have little doubt that the coils came from that necessity for mend- ing," Mr. Douglass remarked; "but probably the dandies exaggerated the coils. This idea of yours, Harry, reminds me of an article by Reming- ton, the artist. Itwas written to show that good sense dictated the whole costume of the Western cowboy. I kept it, and will show it to you." Liberia displayed various native products, and fine works in metal and straw and leather, but the party did not see anything to warrant a long stay ; Mexico had so arranged her exhibits that they reminded one of a grocery kept by a neat but eccen- tric grocer ; but wherever the flag of Japan was displayed, the boys never oTudcfed time for examination. That artistic little nation can always teach a lesson to natives of the young Occident. Even in their display of food-stuffs, the boys found the pickle- jars, sake-kegs, and some boxes THE AGRICULTURAL BUILDING 145 worth looking at. In fact, Harry was so pleased with these artistic gro- ceries that his sketch-book came out at once. The pickle-jar was covered with white paper draped in graceful lines and tied down with a twisted purple cord and tas- sels ! The sake-keg and the box also showed the same wish to please the eye and satisfy the needs of each article ; and as for some larger jars, they were dressed as richly as a ball-room belle. They left the domains of the white flag and red disk with some instruction in the art of "framing" groceries. Whenever the party first entered one of the exhibition buildings, they examined the earlier booths somewhat carefull)^ ; but a sense of losing time soon made them hurry on. So it was then. They walked on by many a fine arrangement of food-products — notably those of the Western grain - producing States. They admired the taste and skill that had utilized glass tubes full of grains as columns, and corn on the cob as a building material. Mr. Douglass said that much foolish criticism -had been evoked by these booths, but that a sisrht of the struc- tures themselves called for approval rather than fault-finding. They par- ticularly admired the displays of W^is- consin, Nebraska, Iowa, and Ohio, in which both the general effect and the bits of color decoration showed good taste and much constructive skill. ■' I should n't be surprised," said Harry, "to come upon a Greek temple built exclusively of old shoes." Here they were stopped by a bit of fun. A bright-faced young woman was throwing little tin forks out among the crowd ; these tin forks advertised a brand of sardines, and were made in the shape of a little fish, the tail reaching to the tines of the fork. Picking ONE OF THE PANELS {"SUM.MER"') IN THE I ORTICO OF THE AGRICULTURAL BUILDING. PAINTED BY GEORGE W. MAVNARD. GREAT CENTRAL PORCH OF AGRICULTURAL BUILDING. up the forks, the boys naturally went to see the exhibit, and were invited to take a sardine, free, from an open box. They declined, but others were not so lucky. One old man eagerly plunged his fork into the box only to discover that the fish were painted tin. He fled into the crowd while the bystanders laughed at him. This device certainly attracted plenty of attention, but whether it was wise was doubtful. They finished the aisle they were in, and crossed to another, which they walked down, having gone up the first. In the Greek exhibit they saw some tobacco labeled as from Ther- mopylae, which at the moment seemed incongruous ; but reflection showed that Thermopylse must be something beside a battle-field. Louisiana had built herself an Egyptian temple of sugar-cane, and again Harry made a sketch, for he found the effect very pleasing. Passing a number of other booths, they at last came to the agricultural implements, and found that there was more to know than shovel, spade, and hoe, or even plow and harrow. They frankly confessed ignorance of the mechanism and purpose of most of the nickel-plated apparatus, and concluded that in their present state of ignorance time spent here would be wasted. They did smile, how- ever, at seeing a harvesting-machine labeled: "The judges ordered this X46 THE AGRICULTURAL BUILDING 147 harvester to be tried in a field of standing grain. It is a little disfigured, but still in the ring." A sign revealing the location of the "Sandwich Manufacturing Co." somehow reminded them that they must see something of Machinery Hall before lunch, and they started toward that building, passing on their way a "prairie-breaking plow" — a rude but enormous implement that had been used with a team of six or eight oxen in first turning up the new Western soil. As they were coming out, they paused, even in the rain, to admire the fine proportions of the Agricultural Building ; its dignified portico, the fine groups and single statues that adorned its principal features, — such as Mar- tiny's "Abundance," for example, and the signs of the zodiac, and the great corridors that unite Agricultural and Machinery Halls. Upon entering Machinery Hall, and finding that they could not give any- thing like adequate time to it, they went at once to the gallery and waited for the traveling-crane. There are three of these, each originally used for putting in place the heavy exhibits ; they run upon great girders supported from the floor upon uprights similar to those upholding an elevated rail- road. Moved by electricity, they trav- erse the whole length of the buildinsf and then return, carrying passengers twenty or thirty feet above the crowded floors and at an excellent height to permit of overlooking the show. They had to wait a little while, but soon the great floating beam of iron came against the edge of the gallery, almost as lightly as a bit of thistle- down, and they entered at one end and sat down upon chairs ranged along the front edge. The crane carried them to the other end and back again for ten cents, and without effort they had at least a glance at all the exhibits in that part of the Hall — thus ob- taining, no doubt, a better idea of what there was in the building than could have been secured in a long walk below. In order to show how bewildering were the displays, here is a list that Philip made while waiting for the crane to move. It shows only what he PORTICO OF THE AGRICULTURAL BUILDING. 148 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR could easily make out from the extreme end of the hall. There were ma- chines relating to hot baths, candy, lubrication, ice-cream, smokeless fur- naces, rock-drills, galvanizing, window-washing, and baking. They found the ride cooling and breezy, and saw enough to greatly interest them on all parts of the floor. The enormous printing-presses were especially " impressive," as Harry put it, and one press was printing colored illustrations of the World's Fair buildings. Besides, they noticed many looms, sewing-machines, a spool-cotton exhibit, dyeing works, glove-making- THE CONNECTING SCREEN OF CORRIDORS BETWEEN THE MACHINERY AND AGRICULTURAL BUILDINGS. and washing-machines — each something novel or interesting. They at- tempted to see all they could, and keep eyes and brains active ; but Harry said it reminded him of the small darkey who "slipped back two steps for every one he took forward " ; for they missed two exhibits by pausing to examine any one. They had meant to take a ride upon the other crane ; but when they saw there Avere three, they agreed, as usual, to be content with a half- seen show, and departed from the grounds, going back to their hotel for lunch. The dining-room, so crowded at breakfast- and dinner-time, was almost deserted at noon ; and they found they could talk over their plans with perfect freedom. Mr. Douglass and Philip made several proposals: the Art Galleries; another visit to Machinery Hall ; more State buildings ; the Anthropological Building — an inexhaustible resource. But Harry shook his head at each suggestion, until at last Philip said: " It 's plain that you have a plan of your own, and I 've a good mind to veto it anyway. What is it ? " HARRY S PROPOSAL 149 gone " I have wasted my time very patiently with you this morning," Harry said gravely, "because I sup pose we ought to ' do ' the Fair. But I remember that the English poet said, ' The. correct thing for man to study is man.' See? Now, we have been looking at staff and iron and steel and corn and wheat and bottles and strings and other precious mietals all these hours. I have through it, though the buzzing and rat- tling and thumping and worrying were decidedly unpleasant. Now I want to study man. There is near this hotel, I have learned by careful study of bill posters' literature, a gentleman who was a member of the legislature, etc., etc., — but \vho is known among us boys by the name of Bison William." " I have heard of him," said Mr. Douglass, with a grave face. "Who has not?" said Harry, enthusiastically. " He is now conducting an educational exhibit near here, where one may see various nations at their sports and pastimes. And, gentlemen of the jury, what I say is : Let the machinery whirl, and let us devote ourselves to the Wild West Show. What do you say ? " "I 'd like to go," said Philip; "but I wish it was a better day for taking pictures." " I 'm willing," said Mr. Douglass. " I saw the show .some years ago in New York, and it was well worth seeing. I am not sure that a whole day of systematic sight-seeing at the Fair is not a little too much when one is busy at it for a week or two at a time. Where is it ? " KIGLKE IN WINDOW-FHAME OF MACHINERY HALL. ""V JUi^"^^Ttr,n ti I t <^ fe^LTiMifc^' MACHINERY HALL. A SUGGESTION OF THE "WILD WEST," Remington's Famous Picture, "A Bucking Bronco.' THE WILD WEST SHOW 151 AN ABORIGINAL. "Just around the corner," Harry answered. "And Phinney says it is twice as good as it used to be." A short wallv from the hotel brought them to the grounds, a great square open space around wliich were seats like those upon base-ball grounds. They bought tickets for the grand stand, and gazed expectant upon a sea of mud. The sign said " Rain or Shine," and rain it was : no drizzle, but a pelt- ing downpour that roared upon the roofs overhead. Boys walked to and fro, one crying, "Sour crystal- lized lemonade-drops — souvenir in every pack- age," and the other, " Peanuts ! — are five cents ! " The rain plashed in the puddles upon the arena, and the boys were not sorry ; it was a new sensation to see a performance in the rain. A band played loud enough to be heard nearly to the Rocky Mountains, a man in a very broad- brimmed felt hat mounted a rostrum imitating a boulder, put on a rubber coat, and, when the band was hushed, began a speech at the top of his lungs, — so loud that he had n't breath for more than a word or two at a time. He said, "Ladies — and — gentlemen: — From time — to — time, I shall ■ ture — of the — display," and so on. One seldom hears so forcible an oration. He announced one by one the bands of Indians, their chiefs, the white men, their captains or leaders, and each of the items upon the program. But his shouts can be omitted with the assurance that he did his level best. One example will be enough. " The Arapahoes ! " A gate is unbarred, yells break through, and helter-skelter come a troop of almost naked savages painted and bedecked, riding their ponies at a run. They draw up before the grand stand. " Their chief! " A single Indian comes flying across the field lashing his running pony, and draws up before his band. Then, in order, come other tribes until a motley, bright-colored rank of mounted warriors are ranged all along- the front of the field. Then French cavalry ride in with similar heralding, except that the color-bearer is an- nounced separately and the band plays the Marseillaise. German lancers follow to the tune of " Die Wacht am Rhine," and after them, Mexicans, American cowboys, British Lancers, and Cossacks perched on high saddles. The Indians are holding their shields above their heads to protect them- announce — the na- 152 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR selves from the rain. Now Arabs come, and two women riders ; an old guide, gray-bearded and dressed in fringed buckskins ; United States cav- alrymen, riding upon gray horses ; and at last, cheered even more than the Stars and Stripes, there gallops to the head of that great array an honor- able gentleman, of whom Harry remarks : "That is Biffalo Bull himself — and a fine-looking man he is ! " At a signal from the scout the whole cavalcade springs into life and rapid motion. The plain is dotted with horsemen dressed in gay uniforms ; and just then the sun breaks out to brighten the scene, and a rainbow is seen above the right-hand portion of the grounds as the riders follow one another out. It was certainly a brilliant and cheerful pageant. A well-known markswoman runs over the liquid mud, making swimming motions with her arms, and taking up a gun breaks clay pigeons and glass balls as fast as they can be supplied by the attendants. Fancy shooting follows, and, making a miss, the woman walks around the table where the guns are resting. This whimsical performance makes the people laugh. Several usual features follow. A race between riders of different nations ; the "pony express," an exhibition of rapid shifting from one horse to an- other; an emigrant-train attacked by Indians, but saved by the blank car- tridges of the Hon. Mr. Cody and his rough-riding friends ; and then come Syrians and Arabians in wonderful feats of balancing, juggling, and pyramid-grouping. In this last act one of the men supported nine others in the air — a weight of perhaps twelve hundred pounds. "And yet," Harry remarked, "some men find it hard to support a small family." Always interesting, the thick mud made the show funny as well. It was hard for men and horses to secure a foot- hold: Syrian acrobats stopped to wash their muddy hands in almost equally muddy water ; some of the fierce horses were compelled to drop almost into a walk instead of run- ning madly across the arena ; when a marksman wished to lie down in order to shoot from that position, it required careful search to find firm ground for his blanket ; the men who built them- selves into pyramids bedaubed one another until their dresses were mud- color instead of crimson ; and all through the long, delightful program the sticky mud took a prominent part in amusing the spectators. When " Old John Nelson" rode up near where the boys sat, and deliv- ered the mail from the old original Deadwood coach, he hurled it off with the regulation speech, " Here 's the Deadwood mail," and then added, THE WILD WEST SHOW 153 winking to Harry, "A little damp, too; but never mind!" The same ge- nial old guide, who was lying lazily across the coach roof, raised himself coolly as the scouts cried, " Indians! Indians!" and again grinning at the boys, remarked in a low tone, "Going to be Indians, eh? Then I '11 get up!" This by- play delighted the boys ; but best of all was "Custer's Last Charge." First came the Indians, and encamped far away across the plain. A scout followed; discovered them with plenty of ges- tures to let the audience into the secret ; reconnoitered them over the imitation rock; rode off to tell "Custer" and his staff — mainly buglers — of the great find; brought back the Hi general, who gazed meaningly at the red villains through J^ a warlike nio-ht-Q-lass, and then all the white men retired for reinforcements. Coming back, the cavalrymen charged fiercely on the Indians, fired off several dollars' worth of gunpowder, and disappeared behind a curtain. Mournful music indicated the terrible fate of the cavalrymen. During the whole afternoon the boys sat beside a boy from Chicago who told them many particulars about the show and the riders. He said he had seen the performance four or five times, but seemed nevertheless to enjoy it. Harry learned that the young Chicagoan some- times came to New York city, and gave the boy his address, inviting him to call. It began to rain again as they went home, but it was only a short dis- tance to the hotel, and they went straight to that goal in spite of a most pressing invitation to "Take supper here now for twenty-five cents, and go home by the light of the moon ! " Harry was rather silent on the way home, but showed the course of his thoughts by remarking : "I think perhaps I will give up being anything too civilized ; I 'm going to ask my father to buy me a ranch far out West." " I wonder," said Mr. Douglass, "whether the young Indians who come to the Fair with the Indian schools ever go to see the Wild West Show? " - j\Cn_n_t^ A COW B0\ A CHICAGO STREET. FORT DEARBORN. (CHICAGO, 1804-1816.) CHAPTER XII The Tally-ho — How it dashed along — The Parks along the Lake — Chicago — The Auditorium and other Sky-dwellers — The Whaleback. Ox Tuesday morning the party hurried through their breakfast in order to catch the tally-ho which was to pause in its mad career to pick up pas- sengers from their hotel. Although it was a cloudy morning, threatening rain, they did not like to postpone this trip again. Consequently ten o'clock, the hour set, beheld them " all asfoof to dash through thick and thin " like John Gilpin. Presently something drew up at the door. It was not what would be called by the critical a tally-ho. It was not e^■en a coach. It was on wheels, it had seats here and there, and four ani- mals dragged it. Baron Munchausen once had his horse cut close off by the fall of a portcullis. If the same accident had befallen a tally-ho, and it had been then spliced to the end of a park wagon, the resulting vehicle would have been not unlike the wagon which presented itself at the door. "Is this it?" asked Mr. Douglass, dubiously presenting his ticket. "This," said the man (he was hardly yet a voter), " is it. Yes, sir. The tally-ho, sir." "Well," remarked Mr. Douglass, turning to the boys, " what do you say?" "We'd better go," said Harry. "It 's all arranged; and the wagon looks comfortable anyway. Don't you say so, Phil ? " "Yes," said Philip. "It's no tally-ho, but I don't know as that makes any great difference. It has wheels, and — horses," after a pause. MEMORIAL BUILDING, ON THE SITE WHERE THE GREAT FIRE STARTED. 156 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Having taken outside seats, they climbed up on the wheel-hub and two steps, and were soon perched some ten feet above the ground ready to start. Just as they settled themselves in their places, a policeman came to the curb and spoke warningly to the driver, who said, " I can't help it," and gathered up the reins. Mr. Douglass, who was not used to fast riding, made up his mind that their lofty seat might be a risky place to sit, and was gratified to find a stout DRIVEWAYS OF THE GRAND BOULEVARD. rail at the back of the seat, which afforded an excellent place to hold on. Harry, too, concluded that they would soon be tearing at breakneck speed through the crowded streets of the city, and began to think he had been unjust to the " tally-ho." "We 're off!" said Philip, as the horses heaved at the traces and the "wagon changed its place leisurely. At a slow walk they drew the wagon around the corner and stopped at another hotel. A man who seemed to be in charge alighted and entered the door. That was the last seen of him for a considerable period. Queries to the driver were smiled away. They waited and waited. Nothing happened. After their patience was gone, the miss- ing- man came back, and the coach floated on. " Now we 're started ! " said Mr. Douglass, with an expression of relief But the coach rounded a corner in a leisurely manner, and drew up at another hotel. Again the man disappeared, and the waiting was repeated. "This is not a tally-ho," said Harry, "it is a tarry-whoa " ; and so it proved. Even after the man was again at hand, the old coach went no faster than the slowest of jog-trots. And at the same dolorous gait they loitered along on Woodlawn Ave- nue, a straight street beautifully paved, and fit to be a blessing to bicyclers. They were as long in jjMT.OLireCEMt'TKHY. •A GHACELAHn CEMETERY. '% DlVEBSEY Ave Pabks&Boplevabds. wobids coujhbian ex. CityLimits. . ijrSmiDiioiiijj'ABD. "^' tl^BU-MER S(gI&iE . HmiBOLDT Park.. S WickerFark . - 4? ^^ - CENTRUBXHKBI.II I ^ ^ " ^.'i^'ESTjAcksON ST.n[F7 „ „„ g : ' ^^ -i\ GagePariu given point as was pos- sible. Every vehicle went by them except children's carriages with nurses; wagons of heavy iron-castings, dirt-carts, street-cars — until one man remarked jocosely that he was afraid a fu- neral might come up be- hind and run over them. Then Harry remem- bered the policeman who spoke to the driver just as they were starting, and a light dawned upon that mystery. " You remember that ' cop ' who talked to our driver? " he asked Philip. "Yes," said Philip; he was warning him against reckless driving." " So did I," said Harry, laughing. " But I 'm sure now that he was saying a word for the poor horses. Why, those Fifth Avenue stage-horses they make such fun of in New York are Arabian coursers compared to these ! See them creep ! " MAP SHOWING THE PARK SYSTEM OF CHICAGO. Gahheld Boulevmd WishikgtonParkClub zn - OakwoodsCemetj I thousfht I w ON STATE STREET, LOOKING NORTHW \RD FROM MADISO^ STREET. They passed some gray stone buildings on tKe \yay to the business part of the city, and the driver said they were the Chicago University — a state- ment they accepted at the time, but doubted when they became better acquainted with the driver's acquirements as a guide. Another great es- tabhshment they saw was an old field crowded with tents and labeled " Camp Jackson." A sign upon its rainbow-tinted fence informed the public that board in that field and under those tents was two dollars a week and thirty-five cents a day. "It 's a comfort," said Harry, "to reflect that all these places, rough as they are, mean to offer Fair accommodations." At another time this weak pun would not have been noticed, but upon that weary, slow ride anything was a relief: when the horses stopped to drink, it was an event ; when a new passenger got on (one did), the ex- citement was intense. But nothing hastened the wagon. It meant to get to Chicago if it took all day ; and after awhile they did begin to see buildings more closely set, and then they entered a beautiful park. The driver said it was Washington Park, and on consulting a map afterward, 158 CHICAGO 159 the boys made up their minds that he had guessed right — there were some things the driver knew. The park was flat as a board, as is all the country for miles around ; but as the ground was mainly given up to beautiful green lawns extending as far as one could see, the effect was excellent, and marred only by some very florid designs laid out in colored plants. One of these designs formed a sun-dial, called "Sol's Clock"; another showed a few bars of "Hail Columbia." Even Mr. Douglass had now given up his visions of dashing along to the sound of a "yard of brass," and so far from being at all nervous, would not have been afraid to stand upright in any part of the coach. He kept thinking of a parody upon Shakspere's description of the school-boy : "A tarry- Avhoa, creeping like snail, unwillingly to Chicago." By this time they were THE CITY HALL, CHICAGO. in Michigan Avenue, — a thoroughfare with beautiful grass plots along the street, but houses that did not please an architect who was also on top of the coach. He declared all but a few of the houses to be fussy and tiresome ; and the boys noticed that those he commended were plain and simple in their outlines, and little decorated. At Twenty-second Street, they saw the Chicago street-cars, and found that they ran in trains of three coupled together, an arrangement of which they heartily approved. As they passed a baker's cart, a small boy leaned out and whipped the horses of their coach ; whereupon several of the pas- sengers thanked him warmly, even though his efforts produced no result. Still, in time they did reach the city, and recognized the lofty Auditorium, an THE POST-OFFICE. (From photographic prints. By permission of C. Ropp & Sons, Chicago. ) i6o HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR HOUSE OF JOHN KINZIE, THE FIRST WHITE SETTLER. enormous pile of stone, so many stories high that the boys lost count in at- tempting to reckon them. Soon after they admired the Art Institute, "a broad and low building of impressive design." They also saw the founda- tions being laid for another great building, and remembered having read in St Nicholas that these heavy structures could be supported only upon artificial foundations, such as long piles driven deep into the soft ground. The Masonic Temple was also seen as they passed through the busy part of the city. There was a smoky smell in the air, and their first impression was of being down-town in Broadway, New York, when a great fire was raging, filling the air with smoke. Possibly the smoke was worse than usual, for rain was falling at intervals and the air was heavy. None of them talked much, for the slow drive was anything but enliven- ing. They went along Lake Street for some time, and then wandered on until they drew up at the Waterworks. Here, despite the protests of the passengers, there was a halt of five minutes, and some got out and went in to see the machinery. When all were on board again, the scenery slowly changed, and they found out that they were in motion once more. But as they had reached the Lake Drive, — a beautiful boulevard, and one of the system of drives that encircles the city, connecting Chicago's great parks into a ring of pleasure-grounds, — the slow driving was not so irritating. They saw Mr. Potter Palmer's castellated mansion fronting the lake, and passing other fine dwellings, reached Lincoln Park. Against the sky, in silhouette, appeared the statue of General Grant, an impressive feature of the park, and they were sorry that their route did not bring them within view of the even finer Lincoln statue, of which they had seen many pictures. Looking forward along the drive, they saw a dark point of land along the horizon beyond the lake, and were told, by the rather taci- turn driver that it was the city of Milwaukee, which information surprised them quite as much as if he had said it was Bagdad. " Traveling certainly makes one modest," said Mr. Douglass, who doubted the driver's statement. " I had no thought of seeing Milwaukee upon this drive." Another statue of a man in an old-style curled wig was seen, and the driver told them it was Linn. Even the tutor had never heard of Linn, and all remained puzzled until a turn in the road showed the inscription "Linne," whereupon they recognized Linnaeus. Though they hated to lose the in- THE AUDITOKICM. MICHIGAN AVENUE AND CONGRESS STREET. (From a photograph by J. W. Taylor.) THE ART INSTITUTE. MICHIGAN AVENUE. (From a photographic print. By permission of C. Ropp S: Sons, Chicago.) THE WOMAN S TEMPLE. LA SALLE AND MONROE STREETS. (From a photograph by J. W. Taylor.) MASONIC TEMPLE. ST.\TE AND R.'\NDOLPH STREETS. (From a photographic print. By permission of C. Ropp & Sons, Chicago. 1 THE LAKE-SHORE DRIVE. valuable information the driver was giving them in homeopathic doses, they were glad when the coach worked its way to the front of a park restaurant, and announcement was made that there would be a halt of an hour or more for lunch. "Mr. Douglass," said Philip, "I don't know how you feel, but my feet are as cold as ice, and I 'd rather get off and walk." "Oh, let 's walk!" Harry chimed in. "I 'd rather ride in a canal-boat than to stay in this old coach any more." " So would I," said Mr. Douglass. " I consider this ride a regular swindle. See here!" he went on, turning to the driver's accomplice, — a young man who rode inside, — "what is the matter with this conveyance? We 've crept all the way out. Are you going any faster ? " " No, sir," answered the young man, turning State's evidence and re- vealing the whole secret; "the fact is, those horses — look at 'em! — are all played out. They 've been going over this road for months, and they 're played out." "We have had enough of it," said the tutor, a little sharply, "and we '11 walk." CHICAGO 163 " I don't blame you," the young man answered, as if he would have liked to join them. Leaving the park, they inquired how to get back into the business cen- ter of the city, and were told to take the cable-cars. These proved to differ in some ways from New York cars, and one feature seemed worthy to be / V - VIEW ON MICHIGAN AVENUE, CHICAGO. ■copied. At the ends of each car the side seats ceased, leaving a clear floor all across the car near the door, so that those who were compelled to stand should not obstruct the middle aisle at the doorway. " That 's a good idea," Philip remarked, as he pointed out the arrange- ment to Harry; "for I 've often noticed how people are sure to stand right in the doorway, blocking up the passage." When they were near the end of their trip, the cars ran underground through a whitewashed tunnel, and the boys made up their minds that they \vere either running under the river or under the railway-tracks. " It 's about time for lunch," said l\Ir. Douglass, looking at his watch ; and turning to a young man beside him, he asked where there was a good lunch-room. The young man recommended one, and they felt grateful to him afterward. It was a large establishment, containing several kinds of lunch-rooms. They went into the " business man's lunch-room," and had an -excellently cooked meal at a fair price. 164 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Until it was time to take the steamer, they wandered about the city look- ing at the more notable buildings and enjoying the sensation of being in a strange place. The great wholesale stores were like those in parts of New York, but New York had nothing just like some of the lofty buildings of more than twenty stories. Harry said that if there were two or three streets like Broadway and running across one another, or if Broadway were cut off in sections and laid criss-cross, the re- sult would resem- ble Chicago. They saw the Auditori- um again, and the Chamber of Com- merce building, as well as some others; but the rain was unpropitious to sight-seeing, and they soon deter- mined to make their way toward the ''Whaleback" steamer. Of course they went wrong at first, for Chicago is a puzzling place to strangers, and Harry had to ask a big policeman for directions. He was hardly old enough yet to have lost his awe of "cops," and felt relieved when the officer showed himself courteous and oblis^inCT. From what he had read of Chicago distances, Harry would not have been surprised to have been told he must "go fifteen miles south, then take a cable-car four miles west " ; but their destination proved to be not so very far away. Another cable-car rattled them down to Van Buren Street, and they THE ROOKERY. THE BOARD OF TRADE BUILDING. A STREET BRIDGE ACROSS THE CHICAGO RIVER, SWUNG OPEN FOR THE PASSAGE OF BOATS. found themselves, after a short walk, upon the dock awaiting the iron ves- sel so aptly named "Whaleback." The boys were struck with her likeness, as she came close along the dock, to some of the dug out canoes they had seen at the great Fair. They learned, however, from their friend the architect (whom they met again on the pier) that the boat was seaworthy, carried a large cargo, and was very fast, going even twenty-two miles an hour. Going aboard, they found her divided into three decks, and very finely fitted up. The second deck, which was even with the top of the hull, had walks along the curved sides of the vessel ; for these " tumbled home " so as to be almost level. In the cabin, Harry found a phonograph which was advertised to sing his favorite " The Cat Came Back " ; and he persuaded Mr. Douglass to try it. The tutor's face, as the song began, lost its usual quiet expression, and soon he grinned quite as broadly as the small boy Harry had sketched at the Fair. Then the boys paid another five cents, and listened to a lively song called, " Drill, ye tarriers, drill " — wherein were introduced sounds of blast- ing, the singing, the orders of the boss, and all the features of work upon a railway e.xcavation. But they wasted only a few minutes in the cabin, for the view of Chicago, as the boat steamed out, was well worth seeing. A few rays of sunshine struggled luridly through the heavy pall of dusky smokfe that drifted over the city. Here and there great buildings or towers rose above the rest, but 1 66 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR the whole effect was soft and hazy. It was a picture of the city that was sure to remain lonof connected in their minds with the name Chicasfo. The trip was not a long one, but Harry found time to pick up acquain- tance with a young man from Indiana, and the two were soon pronouncing FISHING FOR PERCH FROM THE BREAKWATER, CHICAGO. words for each other's amusement. He found Harry's slighting of the letter R very droll, and told the New York boy that his mother had an aunt who was "a regular Yankee," and said, "Why, I could listen to her talking all day ; it does sound so queer ! " Harry found the Indianian's accent quite as strange, and said it reminded him of peculiarities he had noticed in the speech of Virginians. As they approached the long pier that extended out from the Fair Grounds, Philip began to be uneasy. "What 's the row, Phil?" Harry asked, noticing that his friend was frowning rather fiercely; "are you sorry to get back?" "The matter is this camera. I 've got to take it through the grounds," Philip replied. " I thought you had a permit for a week," said Harry. "So I have," replied Philip ruefully; "but it is at the hotel. I took the CHICAGO 167 camera along this morning, hoping that the weather would clear up so I could take something in the city ; and I 've been lugging it about all day without getting anything to speak of. Now here I am with no way to get to the hotel except by going through the Fair, and I have n't got a permit." " Whew ! " Harry whistled. " Two dollars out ! " But when Mr. Douglass came up, he was inclined to think there would be no trouble about the camera. '■ I '11 tell you what I should do," he said. "Just walk along boldly, and if any one stops you, tell them the circumstances and then face the music." THE GREAT FIRE AT CHICAGO, OCTOBER, 1871. Just as Philip was going through the gate, one of the ticket-takers said, " Say, is that a kodak ? " " Yes," said Philip, " it is." " Have you a permit for it? " " Yes," said Philip, "but it 's at my hotel. It 's good for a week, but I did n't bring it to-day" ; and he went on to explain just how matters stood, offering to do whatever was right. "But," he said, "I '11 tell you one thing — I don't want to pay two dollars just to carry this camera through the grounds on a cloudy day at five o'clock." " I should think not ! " said the man, laughing good-humoredly. " I '11 1 68 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR THE WHALEBACl^. UPPER DECK. find the inspector and see what he says " ; and he walked out along the dock. In a few moments he came back saying, " It 's all right ; take it in. The inspector says he could n't let you if it was n't after four o'clock. You won't try for any pictures ? " " No," said Philip, much relieved ; and away he went, feeling that honesty was the best policy. Walking^ through the Court of Honor just at dusk, they were ao-ain delighted with the appearance of the buildings in the soft evening light. The Peristyle was especially artistic, for they saw through the col- umns the heavy, curling black smoke of the " Whaleback," as she set out on her return trip to the city. The gilt decorations upon grace- ful Machinery Hall shone brightly, and they had to stop and gaze around them with renewed delight. "Perhaps it is just as well that these buildings are not to be permanent," Mr. Douglass remarked, as they walked on. " We like them all the better for knowing that they are, after all, mere bubbles of staff, blown to delight the eyes for a little while. The architect whom we met on the coach said to me, 'Somebody hit the nail on the head when he called these Fair buildings an architectural spree — it has been a bit of fun for the archi- tects to show in plaster what they could do in marble ; but why can't some of our cities make a similar smaller show in marble- an ornamental building like this Peristyle, around a harbor?'" THE WHALEBACK. LOWER DECK. -say CHICAGO 169 When they asked for the keys of their rooms, Mr. Douglass received also a letter. " Ah ! " he said, " here 's the letter from your father, Harry. Come up into my room and we will read it." The letter was as follows: September 21, 1893. Dear Mr. Douglass: When I telegraphed this morning, I was afraid you would think it strange unless I promised a letter. But now I sit down to write, I feel there is little to add to my despatch. I know Mr. Farwell will arrange business details, and that you will get safely to the Fair. I am sure you will know that I do not expect you to feed the boys on useful knowledge all the while you are in Chicago ; but I should like Harry to look carefully after two things. I would like him to see the railroad exhibits, and to see the papers about Columbus. The latter is important, because there will never be so good a collection brought together again. The railroad exhibits I should like him to see, because I wish him to learn what an amount of skill and learning has gone into the modern railroad. Perhaps then the business will attract him, and I shall expect him to take it up when I must resign. As for Philip, he '11 learn more about the Fair by himself than any one can teach him. I think perhaps a fortnight should be enough to spend at Chicago ; but as to that, use your own discretion. I hope that all three of you will enjoy the big show, and I 'm sure you will be better Americans for having seen it. Tell Harry that his mother and I are well, and give him our love. With warmest regards to Philip and best wishes for you all, I am your obedient servant, Henry Blake. Mr. James Douglass. "That 's just what I thought," said Harry. " He wishes me to get into railroading, and that is one reason he sent me here. I see one thing ; I have got to go through the Convent again. I hardly looked at those old documents." "We have a few days yet," said Mr. Douglass; "we will certainly go more carefully over those exhibits. I am glad to hear from your father, though I know his ideas well enough to have been very sure of his inten- tion. I have still plenty of money, but I think that two weeks will be enough to give to the Exhibition. One could not exhaust it in years." THE WHALEBACK. CHAPTER XIII Philip's Day — Visits the Photographic Dark-room — The Fisheries Build- ing — The Aquaria — Fishing Methods — The Government Building — The Japaitese Tea-house. g ^%?- ■ Wednesday Philip had set apart on his schedule _ for the Fisheries Building, intending to spend any spare time at some less important places near by. He had already found that it was well to save him- self what bodily fatigue he could, and so he took a rolling-chair almost as soon as he entered the grounds, from a conical tent not far from the Pennsylvania Railroad exhibit. The man who pushed the chair told Philip he was from Finland ; and a few attempts to converse with him were so fruitless that Philip gave up trying. He went first to the photographic room where he had left a roll of pic- tures to be developed. Then, after making the usual morning call for letters, he went on to the appointed building. On the way, the Finland guide woke up enough to show some interest in photography, asking Philip, "Do you take in colors the pictures yet?" Philip in reply gave a short account of the state of (what is called) color- photography, and the Finland guide was probably more muddled than ever. Philip had once or twice stepped into the Fisheries Building before, but so far had never been in the east wing, where the aquaria were situated ; so he selected this part as a beginning. As usual, he had brought his camera, and right at the entrance he found a good subject — a young man who was perched upon one side of the steps. Philip "took" him, and then set him- self to studying the decorations of the outside of the portico. The pillars supporting the arched doorway had in relief upon them forms of aquatic life, modeled life-size or larger, and arranged in geometrical 172 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR frogs arranged in patterns. For instance, one pillar was covered with diaofonal lines crossing: one another so as to form diamonds. Others in the same doorway showed turtles, snakes and lily-leaves, newts and crabs. Philip also saw that all of the ornamental work about the building was composed in the same way. He thought it amusing in a temporary build- ing, but felt sure his friend the architect whom they met on the Whaleback would never have approved of the decorations if applied in equal profusion to a permanent building. Inside the aquarium wing he found a circular corridor both side walls of which were made up of tanks lilled either with salt or fresh water. To keep this water fresh and wholesome for the fish, spurts of water shot down through the surface from above, making a silvery fountain upside down at the top of each tank. There were no windows in the corridor, all the light coming through the water from the top of the tanks. This arrangement made that part of the building rather gloomy, but enabled the people to see the fish under the best possible conditions. The people seemed to enjoy the show very much, and had none of that bored air with which they walked around some exhibits in other buildings. Each aquarium was like a show-case, and the light playing upon the moving fish caused them to glitter and shine. Philip heard one girl exclaim as she entered, " Um — um! How lovely! "and wondered for the hundredth time at the queer adjectives girls apply to what pleases them. The building was jammed full. Judging from photographs he had seen, Philip was sure that in the earlier days of the Exposition there was a better opportunity for examining exhibits. Now, everywhere he went, there were such throngs of people that he found it difficult to use his note-book. Every time he en- tered a building, he found his camera a burden and a trouble ; but no sooner was he out arain than he was o^lad he had brought it with him. Here he had to fall into line if he wished to make any progress at all. People would gaze upon some slab-sided, pop-eyed fish until they entirely forgot they were keeping others away. Then the crowd would move forward with the gentle force of a glacier, and progress would begin again. The first tanks Philip saw held various sorts of bass, sturgeon, trout, and CAPITAL IN FISHERIES BUILDING. THE TANKS OF FISH ^73 pike. It was a strange sensation to see the fish so near, and so confined that they could not dart away. It gave one the idea that swimming in the SKELETON OF A WHALE. sea was not so very different from flying in the air, except that a bird has to keep moving or descend, whereas the fish can stop where he pleases, and hang suspended as comfortably as Mahomet in his coffin, or more so. Other fish he saw were the sheepshead, who had the true sheepish expression ; catfish, with their odd sparse whiskers ; some strangers labeled "small-mouthed buffaloes" (Philip wondered how it would sound to go into a restaurant and order "a fried small-mouthed buffalo, please, for one"); something that was written down in his note-book as " red-horse " — but what the creatures were like, and what their true names mieht be, Phi- lip had no recollection at all when he read over his notes. There were, though, some whose names did re- call exactly their appearance, — the "short-nosed gars," for instance, who had particularly long noses. The tank of goldfish was really "lovely," for as one approached them the light shone upon them as brilliantly as if they had been sunset clouds. One visitor was so impressed with this fine display that he remarked with more feeling than logic, " It is wonderful what human flesh can do when FLVING-FISH. 174 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR they put their heads together ! " PhiHp laughed at this, and after having had his elbow joggled four or five times, succeeded in writing it down so that he hoped he could tell Harry about it. A fishing-boat: group in government building. The nearer fisherman has woolen rings upon his hands to protect them from the line. Harry and Mr. Douglass were at the other end of the grounds ; for Harry, in view of his father's letter, felt that he ought to go through the little convent, and Mr. Douglass found that end of the Fair full of interest. It was oppressively warm in the Fisheries Building, and Philip, often over-prudent, had carried his overcoat with him. He had heard so much before coming to Chicago of the "cold breezes from the lake," that he hardly dared to enter the grounds without some protection. At first the coat was light enough, but as time went on it seemed that each moment dropped a leaden bullet into one of the pockets, and his arms ached though he changed the burden continually from one to the other. His camera he made use of as a desk, fastening his note-book to the top of it by putting a rubber band around one end, but the coat became a great nuisance before the tour was finished. In one tank he saw a queer turtle whose flippers were so broad that they reminded Philip of four fans on the ends of a frog's "arms" and legs. The SALT-WATER FISH 175 sand-pike, the golden ide ("A queer way to spell it!" said an old lady), and the Missouri catfish occupied more tanks, and claimed Philip's attention in their order. The last tank of the outside row was filled with minnows, — such as boys call "shiners," — and reminded him of a big bait-box. Then came salt-water fish, and the change in the color and clearness of the water was very noticeable. It was much harder to see the fish, and when they scooted off to the other side of the tank, they were lost to view. The lobsters had a sort of pile of rocks to which they clung fast, and the crabs also seemed disinclined to move about. When he came to a tank labeled "sea- RtODEL OF A GROUP OF INDIAN METAL-WORKERS, IN THE GOVERNMENT BUILDING. robins," it was some time before Philip could see why the queer little fish were so called. At last, when one came near, he noticed a red spot beside its head, and concluded that this accounted for the name. One of the odd- est specimens he saw was called the "paddle-fish." It had a long flat nose extending out flat forward — probably it was used by the fish as a sort of shovel to stir up the sandy or muddy ground where its food was found. Philip wondered what the fish thought of their queer situation. Instead of having the whole ocean to roam through, they found themselves in narrow quarters around which great animals with staring eyes pressed continually. 176 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR They did not seem at all frightened, and had probably given up their situation as a problem the solution of which was not meant for them to know. At least they must have found some satisfaction in the absence of the enemies MODEL OF AN INDIAN WARRIOR '. GOVERNMENT BUILDING. who usually chased them about without regard for Sundays or holidays. Philip, who was of a speculative turn of mind, wondered how it would seem to men if lions and tigers might at any moment come around the corner to devour them. He hoped that the fish were less sensitive, or he was sure their lives in the ocean would be so unbearable that they would commit suicide by leaping out on shore. '' Them 's catfish." " Oh, no, they ain't." " 1 tell you, they be." " Wal, I guess not." " Wal, I guess yes." " Oh, you go 'way ; I guess I know ! " THE SHARK AND REMORAS 177 The scientific discussion given above had proceeded no further when a cooler-headed member of the party pointed with a peace- making finger to the label, which read "Catfish," as plain as print. Hoping that these visitors' knowledge of fishes had been improved by this litde difference of opinion, Philip found that he had exhausted the contents of the outer corridor, and went into the middle, where he found a rockwork fountain surrounded by a pool full of other fish. He went around the tanks seen from the middle of the building with the same care he had given to those outside, and found plenty to pay him for the trouble. In one compartment were several sharks, and affixed to one of the sharks were two of those fishes called "remoras," who have upon their heads a sort of sucker that can be used to hold them to any smooth surface. MODEL OF A GROUP OF ZUNIS : GOVERNMENT !',l.[l DIN< ;. Philip remembered reading that the ancients thought these fish could stop even a large galley. He had always regarded the statement as a wild yarn ot antique romancers, but he was glad to see just how the remora applied himself to his vocation. The shark was unable to get at his unwelcome guests, and there were two of them, each more than half as long as his host. 178 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Philip said to himself that it was a shame, and then he happened to think that it was not necessary to be very sorry for sharks — which are not a kindly race. What the remora had to gain by this attachment he could n't exactly ARMY WAGONS, WAR DEPARTMENT, GOVERNMENT BUILDING. see, unless it was mere transportation from place to place. Possibly the shark would leave something of every meal, and then the remoras would dine at the second table. It was as if a banker should have two professional beggars sit upon his shoulders, and pick up the odd change that he did n't look sharply after. The next remarkable fish that attracted his eye — or rather, repelled it — was the file-fish. This creature, if it was the file-fish, had a strong family resemblance to an unequally cooked and lumpy buckwheat cake, and was hardly thicker. It was an animated pancake swimming edge up. But what interested Philip was its method of propulsion. Along its back ran a fin for nearly the fish's whole length, and this fin waved in a curving line like the path of a serpent. Philip had heard Harry wonder why ships were not pro- pelled by some such device, and he resolved to tell his cousin that Nature was ahead of him in using that means of going through the water. Then Philip walked along the curving corridor with ornamented columns THE MAIN BUILDING 179 that led to the main building. Just as he entered this part of the central hall, he saw a clever bit of advertising. It was headed, " They say it 's hot in Southern California," and below was a statement of the daily temperature contrasted with that of Chicago. For that day the California temperature was 67° as contrasted with Chicago's 'J2>°- GUNS, TOKPEDOES, AND FLAGS I GOVERNMENT BUILDING. Philip did not find this main building as interesting as the aquarium part. There were many models of fish, but they seemed very tame after the live ones. In the Netherlands exhibit (as, indeed, in most of them) was a model fishing-boat, but Philip did not know enough entirely to comprehend the purpose of the different devices shown, so he gave them only a glance. The exhibits of nets were likewise of small interest to him, though a fisherman would, no doubt, have been long entangled in their meshes. The red disk on a white field that again marked the Japanese show promised him more entertainment, and he entered the inclosure. Here he found several fine little models, the most novel being that displaying the method of fishing with cormorants. A little boat full of fishermen was upon the painted waves, and in the bow was a torch made of an iron basket wherein flamed some material that had been soaked in oil. In the model AN OLD-FASHIONED MAIL-COACH : GOVERNMENT BUILDING. i8o ' FURTHEST NORTH : GOVERNMENT BUILDING. this was represented by dyed wool. Each fisherman held in his hand a cord fastened to a ring fixed tightly around a bird's neck. The birds were swim- ming about and diving for fish. When a fish was caught, the bird was hauled in, deprived of his prey, and sent out to try again. There were in cases different kinds of fish-hooks, twisted and turned into all European shapes, besides some eccentric ones of their own, spoons and other devices for trolling, snells and lines, not very different from those used in America and Europe. Their sail-boats differed, however, from ours in the way the sails were made. Instead of being in one piece, the sails were in perpendicular strips fastened together by a network of cords so as to leave open spaces. Philip saw a young Japanese (he looked young, but may have been fifty) who was eating lunch in a corner of the room, and asked him the reason of this arrangement. "To hold wind less," he said; but the American boy was not quite satisfied, for he could not see why a smaller sail would not meet the same need. He thought it more likely that the sails were so made in order to stow away more easily. The Japanese boy saw nothing queer in the boats, but Philip's camera was to him a great wonder, and he politely asked an explanation of its working. This Philip gave, and l82 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR took the little Jap's picture in the course of his lecture on cameras. He also gave the foreigner a memorandum of the name and price of the camera, whereupon courteous Japan presented a catalogue of the exhibit and a business card. In the main hall the State of Washington had hung an enormous "humpbacked whale" skeleton nearly forty-eight feet long, and showed the jaws of another as a gateway to its inclosure. Norway showed great THE BIG TREE I GOVERNMENT BUILDING. harpoons and guns to project them. Baltimore, Ireland (a critical passer-by said, "How very Irish to have a Baltimore in Ireland!"), showed a model fishing-school, a set of tiny buildings with little dolls at work making nets. The dolls' idiotic faces took away all likeness of the exhibit to nature ; and Philip, just from the tiny Japanese fishermen, so perfectly modeled, thought the difference spoke strongly in proof of the artistic sense of Japan. Philip examined the models of German fishing-craft, and was particu- larly curious to know about a small boat moored to a tiny tree, one of three trunks below the surface of the water. He consulted the label, and found PHILIP S CONCLUSION i8- out that this was a " Miesniuschelziicht in der Kieler Buchty' and with that information written down carefully he departed, satisfied to wait until he had more time and a German dictionary. ORDNANCE DEPARTMENT, UNITED STATES ARMY. More netting exhibits — "strings and things" — did not long delay Philip, who- had caught sight of the space covered with green cloth where Gloucester, Massachusetts, had arranged her boats and buildings so that one could understand how they contributed to the comfort of mankind and them- selves. A lobster-packing house had made the same attempt to inform the world just how the poor lobster came to be caught, canned, and sent to table ; but here some cheap dolls again marred the effect of the well- made apparatus. North Carolina showed a "rush camp," a round hut of rushes in which had been put the proper fittings to show what accommodations their fisher- men made for themselves. Mexico had a display that may have been worth seeing, but Philip noticed the fence only, which was a clever bit of work. As he left the Fisheries Building, he felt that, like the others, its display was too good and too full to be appreciated by any but experts — for whom, probably, it was especially prepared. I\IAIL-SLEDGE AND DOGS ; GOVERNMENT BUILDING. He felt sure that every man or boy who went to the Fair saw some de- vice or method that he would either adopt or improve in his own work. With a people so quick of apprehension and so inventive as Americans, the benefits arising from the World's Fair must be beyond exaggeration. After leaving the Fisheries, Philip made up his mind to give the Govern- ment Building a good two hours of his day. He had passed through it several times, but he had never examined thoroughly the guns and wax Indians and mail-wagons which seemed especially provided for the delight of boys. Now he was glad that he had saved up the pleasure. The Government Building was as crowded as the Fisheries had been, but Philip pressed slowly along, catching sight first of a fishing-boat and the figures of two men in it arranging their shad-nets. The Patent-office ex- hibit, which he had promised himself much joy in looking over, he found almost too confusing, as had Harry before him. So he passed quickly through this section and reached the exhibit of the Post-ofifice Department, where one could see at a glance every possible way of carrying the mail, from an old stao-e-coach to the latest mail-car. The Smithsonian Institution and the Ordnance Department of the United States Army exhibited what Philip felt were really just the most THE JAPANESE TEA-HOUSE 185 interesting things he had seen in the whole Fair. The groups of wax In- dians, the great guns, the army-wagons, and the dog-sledges were sur- rounded by groups of delighted people of all ages. Then Philip decided that he would go to the Japanese tea-house, taking in the beautiful model Japanese house on the Wooded Island. He found the model house, but it took him fully twenty minutes to find the tea-house, with four consultations of his map ; and while seeking it he saw the Brazilian Building for the first time, although he must have passed it again and again. This will give some idea of the size of the Fair, for that building is 140 feet high, 148 feet long, and of equal width. In the Japanese tea-house Philip sat upon a wicker stool, and received a cup of "ceremonial tea," a half-pound of the tea, a wafer, some sweetmeats, a souvenir, and elaborate courtesy. He also received a ticket entitling him to enter the tea-houses where the cheaper tea was served. After a long rest within this pretty inclosure, Philip took the electric launch to the southern part of the park, where he wandered about, taking an occasional snap-shot, until he felt his legs would no longer submit to be imposed upon. He went home very weary; but he was getting used to that. THE JAPANESE HOUSE OF THE PHCENIX ON THE WOODED ISLAND. PORTRAIT OF COLUMBUS, BY LORENZO LOTTO, I512. In the Convent of La Rabida. Lent by James W. Ellsworth. 186 CHAPTER XIV The Convent of la Rdbida — Old Books and Charts — Paintings — A For- tunate Glijnpse of the ''Santa Maria" — Portraits of Columbus — The Cliff- Dwellers — Cheap Souvenirs — World's Fairs in General. As has been said, Harry and Mr. Douglass set out for the Convent of Santa Maria de la Rabida, which means " Blessed Mary of the Frontier," according to the wise men who write guide-books. Appropriately built upon a point of land, it was surrounded by green turf to the shore, where pointed rocks made an irregular w all. Even to one commg AN ANCIENT CARAVEL. throusfh the Court of Honor — an architectural display unequaled — the quiet little convent presented an aspect of quaint simplicity that was full of dignified repose. Its plain walls and low- pitched roof were relieved only by two features that broke the sky-line, a tower and a belfry. Probably its designers thought little or nothing of architectural beauty, and had attained their object when they had made an inclosed court surrounded by small rooms, with one or two large enough for a refectory and chapel. Entering a narrow doorway at the back, Mr. Douglass and Harry found themselves in a large hall, which was no doubt the chapel of the original building. To their right was the place where the altar had stood, but in the model this inclosure contained pictures on the walls. They were very old, no doubt ; but when a Columbian guard told an inquirer that they were "more than a thousand years, I guess," Mr. Douglass and Harry concluded that the guard's uniform was no guaranty of his knowledge. In the front of this chancel was an easel sustaining a frame that protected the commission authorizing Christopher Columbus to go and see what he could find. A. placard requested "gentlemen to remove their hats," as 187 //^///>/ r THE ORIGINAL CONVENT OF LA eAbIDA, IN SPAIN. li^N% Philip had said but the American pubhc had made up its mind to disregard this inscription. Mr. Douglass said to Harry, in a low tone, ' I can see no reason for removing one's hat to a piece of paper with ink on it. One can show a proper respect and appre- ciation for a relic without flunkeyism." And Harry quite agreed with him. The commission was a bit of brown parchment written in a crabbed hand, probably by some court copyist ; and not even the signatures were in- telligible. Moving onward through the crush of people, they came next to the. west wall, where there was a glass case containing the rarest ancient treatises upon geographical matters. There were twenty or thirty in the case, some ornamented with woodcuts ; but though Harry had come with the best of intentions to study the exhibits carefully, he could do nothing but gaze wonderingly at the type, saying to himself, "This is an old, old book. Columbus may have read it. Here 's another. What a queer picture! " At length he said to Mr. Douglass : "What do you make of them, Mr. Douglass?" "Very little, I must confess," said the tutor. "One has to read such books to learn how much wheat there is amid the chaff of fable, folly, and guesswork. Even if I could read all the langruas^es, I could get little from the THE CONVENT OF LA RABIDA 189 two pages which are all they can show. All you can do now, Harry, is to get a good idea of what these old books and charts are like. Perhaps we can buy a catalogue which will give us translations of some parts of the books and of the letters that are also shown here." "What can one learn from these old books?" asked Harry. "Surely there is nothing in them that we don't know about." "No, of course there is n't," said the tutor. "We can only take an inter- est in them as showing the beginning of events that have resulted so won- THE CONVENT OF LA rAbIDA AT THE FAIR. derfully. It is also true that now and then we find a sentence throwing light upon how men did things in old times. But it is rather as a matter of curiosity than of learning that these relics are studied." Upon the west wall was a very large painting showing the "Landing." It represented Columbus, just after he had stepped ashore, raising his eyes upward in thanksgiving for his success. The men in the boat seemed to show curiosity and enjoyment rather than piety. The painting was not re- markable except that the expression upon the discoverer's face was well rendered. At the left of the picture the original anchor of the wrecked ".Santa Maria" leaned against the wall. Both flukes were gone. Mr. Douglass felt a little CELL OF THE PRIOR MAECHENA IN THE ORIGINAL CONVENT, — THE "COLUMBUS ROOM" IN THE MODEL AT THE FAIK. doubtful of the genuineness of this reUc, but was wilhng to be convinced. There seemed to be no proof that the anchor belonged to the old caravel ; but, on the other hand, it was found where her anchor might have been, and it was pleasant to believe that it might be the very piece of iron upon which the hand of the discoverer had often rested. Mr. Douglass asked a young man who was selling catalogues whether he had n't one telling just what letters and papers were in the building ; but, to the tutor's disappointment, the catalogues of the old manuscripts were all sold. There were a number of old paintings around the walls, but after examining a few, Mr. Douglass advised Harry not to waste much time over them, as their connection with Columbus was rather remote. Going up the narrow stairway, they came out upon a corridor that looked upon the open court through graceful arches ; and from this corridor opened small square rooms — originally the monks' cells. The doors were as plain as possible, and each had a latch lifted by a string coming out through a hole in the door ; the windows were small and square, embrasured, or sunk, into the thick walls. THE CONVENT OF LA RABIDA 191 Various relics were hung at every point, either along the corridor or in the cells. Many of them were queer drawings or paintings, meant to show the manners and customs of the Indians ; others were charts and maps, some earlier than Columbus and others later. At one place Harry suddenly stopped and pointed delightedly out of the little window. " See ! " he cried. " Is n't that just right ? " Mr. Douglass turned, and gazing through the little opening saw the "Santa Maria" lying near the wharf opposite. " It makes one feel as if he were back four hundred years," said the tutor, quite as much delighted with this fortunate view as Harry was. " Looking through this little window, we see nothing of the crowd, and are all alone with the convent and the caravel." They were most interested in the " Colum- bus Room," which occupied the place of the cell where lodged the monk who became inter- ested in the man with a theory. There were dozens of portraits of Columbus, and they cer- tainly gave one plenty of choice. Broad-faced, narrow-faced, round, oval, bearded, or smooth, the great discoverer might well have been puzzled to. know which was his likeness. People's remarks were droll enough. One young woman who had been critically scrutinizing the array of " Columbuses, various,'.' finally stopped delightedly before a large por- trait and exclaimed : " Oh [ — that 's more hke him ! " Harry longed to ask how she knew that, but concluded it would get him into trouble. Harry himself had no choice. He felt just as another critical visitor did. This was a young man in a broad felt hat, who sailed around the room, and left with the parting remark : " There is n't one of them that looks alike ! " --W .'Am M >wBf5WS?^ ' t&i li _ Jr. I, „:* H '. '^ -ttl s'i o^ '^3. PORCH OF ELECTRICITY BUILDING. die. In a few moments Philip's coin was transformed beyond recognition, and came out jDroperly shaped and labeled "Columbian Exposition, 1893." Harry satisfied himself with a nickel rolled into an oval and also stamped. A little further on they saw a counter where handkerchiefs were em- broidered with appropriate inscriptions, also to serve as "souvenirs" — a word of which the party were becoming weary, as it was bawled, shouted, and whispered in their ears from morning until night. Many of the electrical exhibits were interesting only for their arrange- ment : there were, for instance, carbons arranged in geometrical patterns, and push-buttons forming letters and inscriptions. It was not until they had reached the southern end of the building that they began to think well of the electrical exhibition. But toward this end the attractions were most striking. There was a whirling ball of electric lights, hung near the ceiling, that Harry remembered noticing on the first evening. 200 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR when they had so much trouble to get in and out of this building. Not far from this ball was a column of colored-glass lamps, from the top of which lines of lamps ran zigzag over the ceiling, each ending in a hanging lantern. This column would suddenly gleam with colored fire at the base, then further up, then to the top, the waves of light dying out below as they as- cended. Reaching the top of the column, the zigzag lines flashed out in wavy lightning flashes to the hanging lanterns. Then all would become dull, until another impulse made its tour of the line. Another beautiful exhibit was an Egyptian temple. The pillars were of roughened green glass lighted from within so as to glow like emeralds. The walls contained show-cases displaying electric fixtures. The boys had heard praises of the electrical theater situated in this corner of the building, and it was one of the places they had made up their minds to visit. But they found a line of people ranged before it, and ex- tending back far enough to discourage any but an electrical crank. Reluc- tantly they withdrew, and went instead into the Greek temple, where a tele- phone was in working order. A row of young girls sat upon high stools facing a bewildering array of pegs. Upon their heads the girls each wore a light frame of metal bands that held telephones to their ears. It was a striking illustration of the line about " lend me your ears " ; but in these modern days the ears are hired by the week. Every now and then one of the girls would lean forward and change a peg from one place to another. Besides the receiving instruments, a transmitter hung down just in front of the lips of each operator. In fact, every care was taken to enable these young women to hear all conversation addressed to them, and every facility given them to answer back. Harry said he thought it was just the sort of work a girl liked — nothing to do but to be talked to all day, with full liberty to talk back from a safe distance ; but Mr. Douglass said that he had heard the work was very hard and exhausting. In the gallery they found a number of amusing or astonishing novelties. One that Philip found attractive was an electric boot-blacking machine. In front of chairs like those belono-ino- to the regular " Have-a-shiners" of commerce, there were two brushes revolving rapidly. A man sat in the chair applying his well -developed foot to the brush, and receiving an elec- tric shine that was nearly as good as the regular article. Harry watched this device critically, and at length said he did n't like it. "Well, I do, then," Philip answered. "Would n't I like one to use every morning, though ? " " I mean that the principle is n't right," Harry insisted. " That inven- STATUE OF BENIAMIN FRANKLIN AT THE MAIN ENTRANCE OF THE ELECTRICITY BUILDING. 202 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR tor is making the man twist around so as to apply his foot to the brush. He ought to make an electric brush that can be held in the hand and put against the boot. Don't you think so, Mr. Douglass? " "Your argument seems reasonable," said the tutor; "but it 's often wise to remember that the inventors have thought more about these problems MODEL OF A LAKE SUPERIOR COPPER-MINE: MINING BUILDING. than we have ; so it is not likely they have overlooked the most evident criticisms. Still, in this case I think Harry is right." At another place in the gallery there was an electric door, and people were invited by placards to walk through it. It had a handle like other doors, but no one ever touched it ; for no sooner did one approach than the door opened politely, closing after the person was upon the other side. One man — "who thought he was smart," Philip said — walked up to the door as if he meant to pass through the doorway, and then halted. The door remained open so long as the man stood before it, and closed when he turned away. " It seems a pity to fool a door that is so polite," Harry said. " Look," he added ; " there is a nice little girl trying it. See her laugh ! It reminds her of 'Alice in Wonderland.' " 204 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Germany had a historical exhibit showing the earher and cruder forms of dynamos ; but the boys were not very well acquainted with dynamos. Mr. Douglass tried to explain how they worked ; but after he found he had lost the trail of his ideas, he said frankly: "Well, I thought I knew the theory of dynamos and converters ; but when I see the real machines here, they seem so much more complicated than the ones in the text-books that I find I don't know the reason for many of the parts." The boys took more interest in the Western Union exhibit, where they saw Professor Morse's earliest receiving instrument, and photographs of the AN EXHIBIT OF RAILS: MINING BUILDING. original first message, " What hath God wrought ! " The same words were affixed to the front of the pavilion, where not only the original instru- ment but the modern quadruplex system — a method of sending two mes- sages each way, and all at once, on a single wire — was shown. "I wish," said Harry, "that I could see the game of leap-frog these quadruped signals must jslay to get by on the same track ! " Farther on were other German or Austrian exhibits, in one of which the boys saw a dome copied from that on some central telegraph station, and made up entirely of openwork so as to give room for hundreds of insulators. These insulators made up the curved surface of the dome, and the effect was THE ELECTRICITY BUILDING 205 very decorative, while the arrangement must have been a great saving of space. What a lot of things there were besides ! There was an electric cooking- apparatus where water was boiled upon a flat iron plate ; there were clocks so contrived as to note the times a watchman touched a button on the front; there was Professor Gray's telautograph, which merits some description. Holding a pen as in writing, the sender marks down his message, draws a design, inscribes his name — in fact, uses the pen as freely as if it had " no connection with the establishment across the way." But two cords TWISTED IRON : MINING BUILDING. extend out from this pen and work an electric apparatus so as to pull two other cords or wires just as the first ones are moved : if he makes a mark down, the other pen is pulled down too ; whatever one pen does, the other must do. Of course, then, any drawing or writing made upon one machine is also made on the other — no matter whether it is in the next room, the next county, or the next State. That is the telautograph — the name being Greek for " far-self- writer." In the exhibit of the Commercial Cable Company were shown the method of writing messages in wavy lines, and bits of cable where the covering had 206 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR been injured, and the injury — sometimes no larger than a tack would make — traced and located many miles from shore by means of delicate tests. Down-stairs were great dynamos, electric cars, the Edison-light tower, which they had already seen in operation on their first evening at the Fair, and such an array of complicated measures, meters, and tests that the boys walked humbly out, feeling very small indeed as they passed the heroic statue of Benjamin Franklin in the portico. They felt that for the first time they understood how great a man was the printer's boy who began by carrying two rolls under his arms and ended by carrying a thunderbolt under one arm and a scepter under the other. " But even he," said Harry, as he jingled a pocketful of expensive souvenirs, " once paid too dear for his whistle." The Electricity Building's stocky twin, the Mining Exhibit, was right next door, and came next upon Philip's neat list. But they did not intend to give a very long time to this building. They knew it to be full of minerals and mining machinery, and now felt small enough to admit there were two or three things in each display that they did not understand. The first distinct feature was the Stumm exhibit, which, behind a most imposing gateway of wrought-iron, showed rails and pipes in sizes ranging from mammoth to midget, built into two towering obelisks, and two trophies that resembled iron fountains. They gazed upon these with vague admira- tion, and then set out to find the Tiffany diamond show ; they " found it, in- deed, but it made their hearts bleed " to see the crowd piled three or four deep against every loophole and knot-hole where a wheel or a band was visible. The same result followed an attempt to inspect the Kimberley diamond- washing. They did see an enormous Zulu with embroidered suspenders pour a bucket of bluish mud into a great hopper, but though they lingered round in a most lamblike way, nothing else was to be observed. Iowa showed a life-size model of a coal-miner at work in his gallery ; and at one glance the boys learned how it would feel to be " down in a coal- mine, underneath the ground, where a ray of sunlight never can be found." They also enjoyed hearing and seeing the steam-drills, and gazed curiously at a model of " Lot's wife," — a woman built of salt, — in the Louisiana Exhibit. Various mines had sent models showing just how their galleries were built, and the boys inspected them critically. But they did not find very much to detain them in the Mining Building. Other people, too, seemed more interested in the souvenir stands than in the profusion of ores and stone blocks. Montana's silver statue of Justice seemed to the boys more of a curiosity than a work of art, and they had no patience with the _ long arrays of machinery that meant nothing to them. Those who were A PUZZLED GUARD 207 examining the exhibits were few, and the large crowds were watching the counters where small metal articles were plated, or were sitting in corners where they could rest themselves. A Columbian guard noticed that Philip had his kodak, and said, " You can't take pictures in here ; it 's not allowed." " I have n't taken any," said Philip ; and then, as the guard seemed good- natured, he added, " I don't see anything much to take. Why don't they let you take things in here ? " The oruard grrinned. " I 'm sure I don't know," he said. "There does n't seem to be any sense in it." SOUTH PORCH OF MINES BUILDING. CHAPTER XVI The ''Golden Doorway" — Transportation Building — An Endless Array — Bicycles, Boats, and Bullock-wagons — The Annex — The Railroad Exhibits. THE CROWD CU.MiNG IN WITH LUNCHES. From the steps of the Mining Build- ing the boys looked over toward the "Golden Doorway" of the Transpor- tation Building, and made up their minds that it looked promising. By this time the white buildings had made them orjad of the fancy harlequin costume worn by the autumnal-colored member of this interesting family. They liked even the angels painted along the walls, and as for the brakeman, "Mr. Land," they thought he appeared to be a young fellow well worth knowing. So they entered with a readiness to enjoy whatever they should iind. But they soon discovered there was no need to make excuses for the Trans- portation Building, and before long they carried out to the letter Harry's punning prediction, " Now we shall go into transports ! " They had missed so much at other times by leaving the galleries to the last that this time they went at once up the stairs. But on the landing they turned to take a view of the Lord Mayor's Coach, an elegant turnout, as fine as a fiddle, which made the boys think at once of poor little Dick Whittington. It was Harry's proposal to go into the gallery, and he was led to make it because there were set upon the gallery-railing two bicycles, ridden by dummy figures of a young man and a young woman. Harry liked bicycles, and meant some day to have "a beauty"; and he thought this was a good opportunity to get points. 2IO HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR He got points ; in fact, he picked so many points that 'he could n't re- member them, for there were bicycles enough in the gallery to bend all the backs in a city into the letter " C." But before examining these, the whole party were glad to give some time to Mrs. French- Sheldon's camping-outfit and traveling sedan-chair. Shortly described, it Avas just a basket on poles, but it was sumptuously fitted up with cushions and awnings, and most in- geniously contrived so as to be light, comfortable, and convenient. " She 's the woman who collected all those odd things we saw in the Woman's Building," said Philip. " Yes, I remember reading about her in the papers," said Harry. " She carried a fine silk dress with her, and always put it on when she received a native ruler. She seemed to think they liked it. But I have my doubts. I be- lieve old Sultan Alkali Ben Muddy would grin when he was climbing back on his camel, and say to his first camel - driver, ' The white woman is plucky, but I must say she puts on a lot of style ! ' " Really Harry could not help a feel- ineof ereat admiration for Mrs. French- Sheldon, and he would have liked to own a tent and palanquin of his own. Passing through a corridor of photo- graphs showing "foreign scenes in New Jersey," as they heard a jocular Irish- man remark, they saw next an Indian ox-cart, heavy enough and clumsy enough to make any civilized Buck and Bright weep. Then came a tobacco-hogshead to which was attached a branched iron pole, so that the hogshead was its own wheel and cart in one. They heard a Southern girl say to her friend, " I 've seen one just like that in Richmond." But she had n't seen the next exhibit, for it was the FIGURE OF BRAKEMAN, TRANSPORTATION BUILDING. THE TRANSPORTATION BUILDING 21 I model of an antique chariot found near Tliebes, and supposed to be a racing- sulky of such antiquity as to be labeled " the oldest vehicle known." Harry, and indeed all three of the party, wondered at its beauty and ele- gant finish. It was made of some smooth-grained wood and rounded into exquisite curves. Harry made a hasty sketch of it, but had little hope that he could really draw its exquisite curves when he got home. Then they went on, to be stopped by some African palanquins, fitted with carrying-poles, and, in sharp contrast to the Theban chariot, an African log- canoe so rude that it looked like the Missing Link's private j^acht. In close succession came vehicles for carrying such difterent articles as babies, dolls, and cash in dry-goods shops ; but all were quite familiar to the New York boys. They found two "bicycle-railroads" more interesting, especially the one that hung from an overhead track. " It would n't be surprising," said Mr. Douglass, " if we should live to see those tracks put up over large sections of the land. For the bicycle is capable of displacing almost all passenger-carriers except in special cases. You see them here in this gallery so arranged as to be ridden by one, two, or three riders, so as to carry children with their parents, or fitted up for the use of firemen or soldiers." At the end of a gallery they found figures showing how Mexican donkeys are loaded, men carrying chairs for transporting passen- gers over mountain-trails, and richly attired cavaliers mounted upon finer specimens of the same patient donkeys that carry panniers. An exhibition of leather saddles and similar wares broug-ht them to a counter where whips were being covered by little bobbins revolving about as dancers whirl in the german. These whips were also for sale as sou — "I wonder," said Mr. Douglass, "that they did n't offer to sell us the Cliff- Dwellers' mummies as souvenirs. They certainly would outlast most of the cheap bric-a-brac offered for sale." Japan showed in this building only a few models of engineering-works, and the boys did not give much time to her exhibit. They were most attracted by the smaller articles displayed on both sides of the galleries : an BIT OF ORNAMENT, TRANSPORTATION BUILDING. 212 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR English sedan-chair, such as they had seen in old paintings ; a springless velocipede called the "Dandy Horse," and dated 1810; the small model of an old stage-coach ; a wonderfully fine model of Forth Bridge, Scotland, showing a miniature train of cars hardly thicker than a lead-pencil ; a modern club canoe, side by side with barbaric outrigger canoes from the Friendly Isles (maybe). There was also a large model showing just what style of boat the fisher- men used upon the Sea of Galilee in the days of the Saviour ; it was a double-ended deep boat, looking as if it was very seaworthy, but gaudily painted. The Chamber of Commerce of the Port of Dunkerque, France, had sent to the Exposition an enormous reproduction of the town and harbors, so large that each house had its tiny model in the mimic town. The boys admired this exhibit, and concluded that the money and labor expended upon it would not be wasted ; for if they had been merchants they knew that it would have been impossible for them to forget what an excellent place Dunkerque must be for trading. Another exhibit which they equally praised was that of a French steam- ship company which had made a "diorama," or series of life-size views, setting forth exactly what traveling by their line would be. And instead of being satisfied with inferior work, they had selected a skilled artist to paint their pictures. One will serve as a specimen. It was a painting that represented the last moments before sailing from Havre to New York. The spectator saw before him the long dock crowded with the passengers. Here an old mother was tearfully bidding her son good-by ; here a party of jolly tourists were waving handkerchiefs to friends upon the steamer. In another spot was a lonely traveler who seemed to have no friend other than a carpet- bag. And, in short, the whole scene was vividly rendered with artistic power and with feeling.' There were eight of these pictures, and the boys left none unvisited. From a little beyond this point the boys could see the full-sized section of an ocean-steamer that reached from the floor to the roof, that is, countingr the smokestack ; and the boys agreed to sample that section before leaving. As yet, they found it hard to get through the galleries. Just as they had made up their minds to go down the stairs, they would come upon some- thing that must be looked at. Such was a Netherland fishing-boat, so quaint that Philip succeeded in photographing it, even though the light was anything but favorable. Still more fascinating were the German exhibits of men-of-war — little. 214 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR fierce battle-ships with rifled cannon hardly larger than darning-needles, but every detail so finely finished that it was like watchmakers' work. In this series were shown all sorts of boats, fi^om the swift cruiser down to the tiny torpedo-boat. "What toys men can make when they try!" said Harry, enviously. " To think of the clumsy things that are made for children when such little beauties as these are possible ! Why, there are models of boats here in this Fair that are so neat the King of the Fairies would feel timid about entering them — and I wish I owned one of them, that 's all ! " But there was no time to spare for enthusiasm. Folding-boats must be seen, and a gondola, — the last so exquisite in its fittings that the ones out on the Lagoon were like it as an ash-cart is like a state carriage, — and models of boats from India, whole cases of them, in all varieties and endless numbers. Philip walked away and sat down in a corner. "What's the matter, Philip?" asked Mr. Douglass — "are you tired?" "I have been tired all the time I 've been in the Fair," said Philip; "but it is n't that. I am getting mad. I want to see things ; I want to learn about them, and remember about them. And there is no chance. It 's like trying to pick out stars in the heavens when you don't know a thing about astronomy. As soon as you look at one it disappears, and you see another." "Well, Phil," said Harry, "you know we leave for home to-morrow afternoon. Bear up — be brave; it '11 soon be over now. Come and see the ferry-boat with the side taken out so you can understand it — if you have time. Why, you have n't begun to see anything yet ! " But Mr. Douglass stopped Harry with a warning look ; he saw that Philip was really getting tired out. Harry took things more easily, and was less in earnest ; but Philip preferred to see things in order, and to study them by system. Excellent as is this rule for ordinary cases, a World's Ex- position must be treated differently. It is possible, of course, to study only one subject in the Fair, and ignore the rest ; but no one ever does so. Human nature will not permit of it. Descending to the main floor they walked up to the model of the Bethlehem steam-hammer that made an arch across the center aisle, and after some reflections upon the statistics attached to this monster, resolutely passed whole platoons of exhibits no visitor should miss. Mr. Douglass and Harry left Philip to rest awhile upon a settee in one of the side corridors, while they went through the section of the big Atlantic Liner. Beginning at the steerage, they worked their way upward through the office, saloon, smoking-room, and state-rooms until from the upper deck they could see Philip's disconsolate form far below. A SECTION OF A STEAMSHIP. 2l6 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR To Mr. Douglass, who had never crossed the ocean in one of these palace steamers, the exhibit was wonderfully interesting ; but to Harry it was less of a novelty. Returning to where Philip sat, they decided to take lunch before going farther, and went into a small space where there was a lunch-counter, some very independent waiters, and a slap-dash way of serving that added no THE " DE WITT CLINTON" TRAIN. relish to the rather poor food. But the rest was pleasant ; and after lunch they felt quite able to enter the Annex, where they found another bewilder- ing array of locomotives, trains of cars, torpedo-boats, car-seats, rapid-fire guns, and " other things too numerous to mention," as boys say in their compositions when they can't think of anything else. They went through palace cars, and tourist cars, and English railway- trains, and then sought relief by examining a military wagon so made as to tip up and form a steel-clad breastwork. They could not pass this, for a dummy soldier was leveling his rifle directly over the edge, and a placard said, " Halt!" in very peremptory letters. It repaid them for stopping, for they decided that it was new to all of them, and a very ingenious invention. Then leaving the building, they made their way toward home, but were caught and held by the great express engine, shown by the New York THE RAILROAD EXHIBITS 217 Central. They had often passed it, but had been reserving a more careful examination until they should have seen the exhibits in the Transportation Building. Now they walked through the whole train ; but they found it much like the " Limited Express " they intended to be in next day, steam- ine alonof toward New York. The "De Witt Clinton," the first locomotive THE "JOHN bull" TRAIN. used in New York State, stood in front of "999," and looked like a dwarf kobold beside a splendidly developed giant. They heard some men sneeringly say, "That was the best they could do then ! " and Harry could n't help wondering how long the world would have had to wait for "999" if such narrow-minded men were its only dependence for improvement. Crossing the broad white road, they next went into the Pennsylvania museum of old engines and railroad appliances. Here they spent more than an hour studying the curious history of railroad invention from the begin- ning. There was a model of the "John Bull," and of its descendants from children to great-great-great-grandchildren. Nor was this display confined to locomotives: there were a packet-boat, such as Mr. Douglass remem- bered to have traveled in when he was a little shaver in short trousers and velvet jacket, the still more ancient Conestoga wagon with its boat-like 2l8 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR body and long awning, and the old stage-coach labeled " Twenty days from Pittsburg to Philadelphia." Besides these models there were relics — old tools, old lanterns, and ticket-punches ; and systems of signaling were also illustrated. But it is impossible to recall or put down even the leading attractions of this clever little museum. While Mr. Douglass and Harry were looking at these cases, and at the photographs showing views along the road, Philip wandered away to the other side of the room, and found diagrams, charts, and pieces of mechanism for showing the statistics of the Pennsylvania road. Gilded blocks as lar^e and larger than a boy's head, showed the amounts of silver paid to em- ployees every hour. An obelisk built from tiny stones represented the amount of ballast in this ofreat railroad as compared with the pyra- mid of Cheops which was con- structed on the same scale just alongside. The pyramid was no- where in comparison. A little INTERIOR OF A PULLMAN CAR. globe with a railroad-track going around the equator and lapping enough to tie in a bow-knot showed the length of this railroad system. Two bits of rail whereon were silver dollars laid edge to edge, were meant to show the cost of the road — a sum large enough to cover all its rails with a row of silver dollars. Another globe had models of little locomotives running around it, to show the number of miles covered by trains — enough to encircle our globe every two hours. Tiny coal-carts, drawn by clockwork up from a jaretended mine, taught that two and one-half tons of coal were burned every fifteen seconds. Altogether Philip thought the Pennsylvania had "done herself proud" — except in the models of railroad-men in uniform. No one, however deeply impressed with the rest of the exhibit, would care to ride on a road run by such men as the dummies were. Philip would not have been surprised at a THE RAILROAD EXHIBITS 219 Strike on the whole system if the men could have seen those great paste- board gawks that stood in their clothes. For the last few days they had been really studying the exhibits instead of wandering around with an idea of being amused. As the next day was to be their last at the Fair, Mr. Douglass made no objection to their going once more to the Plaisance, where there was more fun than instruction ; and with this prospect in view, they forgave the tutor for the useful knowledge they had been so steadily acquiring. MODEL OF THE BRITISH BATTLE-SHIP * VICTORIA. Sunk in collision with the "Camperdown." IN THE LAPLAND VILLAGE, CHAPTER XVII A Rainy Day — The Plaisance Again — The Glass-works — The German Village — The IrisJi Village — Farewell to the Phantom City. The boys had seen a number of unpleas- ant days at the Fair, but their last day was the worst. It did much to reconcile them to going away. Not only did it rain in a fine, penetrating drizzle, but the wind blew a gale, and kindly carried the dampness where it could not have gone by itself. While walking outdoors, the boys saw no- thing amusing in the weather. But Mr. Doug'lass, in order to cash a check, had to call upon one of the gentlemen whose office was in the Electricity Building ; and, waiting for him, the boys sat at a window that looked out upon the Court of Honor, and then found that the storm had its funny side. Visitors seemed to object to walking straight, and leaned over against the wind like a fleet of fishing-smacks on a rouo-h day. The launches going northward found their propellers only a luxury, for their awnings made excellent sails. Hats left their owners' heads, and started to see the Exposition alone. Small boys and men played short- stop at a moment's notice, and became very skilful in " dropping upon the " hat as it rolled by upon its brim. " Hats blown off while you wait ! " said Harry, laughing as he saw a vigorous man spear his own hat with a thrust of his cane. The boys counted four similar hunts in a few minutes. A BOY FROM JOHOKE. 222 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR Women coming around the corner of the Administration Building seemed suddenly impressed with the beauty of the MacMonnies Fountain, and started for it at a run ; but, quickly changing their minds, beat back THE VENETIAN GLASS-BLOWERS. again to their true course. The flags floated stiff" upon the gale, and the water in the Lagoon changed color continually. "I feel," said Mr. Douglass, "that it is rather a pity to spend our last few hours here in a visit to the Midway Plaisance. We should really prefer to go again to the Art Gallery, which we have not half seen." " I know," said Harry ; "but the Art Building is long and time is fleet- ing. The advantage of going to the Midway is that the poor shows are not worth staying through, and the good ones are few." Entering the Midway they found that the rain had dampened the enthu- siasm of even this crowd — usually the liveliest and gayest on the grounds. They passed by the " Congress of Beauty," and the Philadelphia Working- man's Model Home (Philip wondered why they did not show an Idle-man's Home beside it), and selected the Libbey Glass-works for their first visit. Within a rounded building they found a tall brick chimney, the lower part of which was made into a glass-heating furnace. About this boys were carrying upon iron rods lumps of what looked like hot coal. When the glass was just right, it was handed to a man, who cut and molded and trimmed the lump of glass into a bottle, or goblet, or globe. The men were so skilful that it was difficult to make out how they did their work ; THE GLASS-WORKS 223 and, somehow, they never seemed to be making any of the more interesting pieces that were exhibited in the sliow-cases. The only bit of skill the boys could discover was that shown in keeping the ball of molten glass rounded. Whenever one of the rods was put down for a few moments, the glass would become stretched by its own weight to a long drop, and then had to be reheated. When one of the workmen wished to cut a finished piece of work from the end of the rod, he would hold a pair of cold pincers against it for a few moments and it would snap away at a touch. The tickets of admission to this show were announced to be good for twenty-five cents applied upon any purchase made in the building. But the boys concluded, after an examination of the prices, that it was easy to see through tJiat little scheme. In fact, Harry declared that if postage- stamps had been on sale there, the price of two-centers would have been "two cents and a ticket." They bought little. Philip paid ten cents "and a ticket" for a spun- glass book-mark, and Harry bought a tiny cup of white and ruby glass. The compartments about the central hall contained, besides show-cases, a loom for weaving glass threads, a glass-cutting wheel, and, most interesting of all, a glass-spinning wheel. The boys studied this for quite a while. There was a big wheel with a broad, thin metal rim kept cool and moist. The workman sat at one side holding a glass rod before a blowpipe and moving it round and round and slowly forward so as to keep it melted fast enough to feed the single long thread to the rapidly revolving wheel. " How do you suppose he begins the spinning?" said Philip, turning to Mr. Douglass. "I can only guess," Mr. Doug- lass replied ; "but I suppose he heats a glass rod in the middle, drawing the two ends apart until he makes a thread, and then attaches an end of that thread to the wheel, turn in e it slowly at first." " I should think it would be hard to feed the wheel just fast enough," said Harry; "but the man seems to take it easy " ; and he did, for he was laughing and winking at the crowd. LITTLE DAHO.MEY BOY, AND HIS PLAYTHINGS. AN ACTOR IN THE CHINESE THEATER. The Venetian Glass-works were just opposite, and as the charge was only ten cents, the party went there also. The process was much the same; but the men were foreigners, and therefore seemed more picturesque. Their work was more interesting to watch. One man was making a sort of spray of glass, and affixed leaves, pressed them with molding-pincers, and twisted them so quickly that it needed close watching for the boys to comprehend the work. He cut the softened glass into scallops with scissors as easily as if it had been dough — every now and then reheating the bit of work. The boys were amused to see him fasten on several ornamental medallions — for he used lumps of red-hot glass for glue. In the rooms where the Venetian glass was on sale, there was no trace of the businesslike sharpness so noticeable in the American establishment over the way. Here the salesmen moved around as slowly as their own gondolas in contrast with the electric-launch movements of the American shop-people. Leaving the glass-works, they were attracted by a " Japanese DAMP JAVANESE 22; Bazaar," and walked through what proved to be only a magnified Japanese store, such as they had often seen. But as they went out, they saw a small boy who was delighted to have found a great cloth fish upon the little lawn outside. With a joyful cheer, he tried to raise it up so that the wind would fill it. But another and very fierce small boy j'elled out, " Here, you! — let that fish alone ! " and the first boy's cheering stopped at once. Upon the same side was the Javanese village, to which they now made a second visit; but it was swept by gusts of cold wind and rain, and bore little resemblance to the sunny, bright little settlement they remembered. The band was silent, there was no chiming of gongs, and the merry little Javan- ese were soaked and sad. The bazaars, or shop-counters, were deserted except by those on duty, and they were huddled together trying to cheer one another by feeble old Javanese jokes. Upon the veranda of one of the houses, the boys saw a family of natives at dinner, and one little boy put his hand into the dishes and helped himself He was not reproved, however, by his father or mother, for they were doingr the same thing. " Here," said Harry, as they passed the middle of the grounds, "is something that only sings louder Avhen it rains " ; and he pointed to the musical waterwheel that has been already described ; but this time they noticed there was an idol near by — a queer, grotesque figure with which no self-respect- ing scarecrow would care to claim an acquain- tance. He looked as if a hairbrush would have been a shock to his nerves. Only one more thing needs mention. "There go&sjive," said Philip, and Harry caught sight of a Javanese boy chasing his fleeing straw hat across the road. Having been advised to see the Ger- man village, they took that next, and found it well worth a visit. It contained specimens of old German houses — for instance, a "Black Forest House" dated 1480. The boys and Mr. Doug'lass walked into its main room, and were becommof a little sen- A CHINESE ]\IAMA AND HER BABY. 226 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR timental over the antique furniture, pictures, and carvings, when a voice brought them back four hundred years by inquiring: "Vill the shentle- mans come see my soufenirs ? Here are some fine soufenirs ! " They declined to see souvenirs, and became absorbed instead in a towel-rack. The roller upon which the towel hung was supported in the hands of a jolly young peasant's figure, who seemed smilingly to hold it forth. Next to this INTERIOR OF THE JAVA THEATER. came a Bavarian dwelling, the outside of which was all the party cared to see, for they suspected that the German village required a longer visit than they had intended to pay. And when they had come to the museum, built in the form of a German castle, they were glad they had not stopped to see the Bavarian and other model houses. The collection in the museum began with suits of armor from the rudest of chain-armor to the ornamented plate of later centuries. Arranged upon the wall were specimens of old arms — halberds, pikes, hooks, maces, lances, swords, daggers — every sort of iron tool which would serve to mince one's fellow-man. Besides the array upon the wall, there were show-cases also containing weapons, as well as knives, forks, spoons, and tools. Philip was amazed to see how much the tools of the Middle Ages re- sembled those of to-day. What difference there was, told in favor of the old-time workmen, as they seemed to care far more how their instruments looked, decorating the handles and putting ornamental flourishes on the metal parts. The scissors, forks, and knives also were carved and inlaid with gold or silver. Harry saw one enormous pocket-knife that he would THE GERMAN CASTLE 227 have liked to smuggle out. The handle was some six inches long, and the knife had four blades — one plain, one a saw, one a chopper, and the last a pruning-hook. Probably it had been a Christmas present to the head gardener of some Serene High Mightiness, given in recompense for having rescued one of Their Little High Mightinesses from the horse-pond. The last room in the German castle was filled with dummy figures dressed in various historic German costumes. They were grouped as if attending a reception, and faced a great figure typifying "Germania" surrounded by warriors in helmets and armor. Harry said he wondered that " no one had thought of calling the World's Fair City, 'A City of Dummies,' " for all the nations of the earth had gone THE SOLTH SEA ISLANDERS. into doll-making to furnish it with a resident population — a quiet, orderly, law-abiding race, though not full of intelligence. Just across from the German village, an enormous placard claimed for a Panorama of the Alps the distinction of the "only medal awarded for an exhibit on the Plaisance." It is needless to say that this captured our visitors. They went in and began the ascent of an inclined passage. It curved spirally round and round until they heartily wished it would n't. But 228 HARRY AND PHILIP AT THE FAIR •1 l«! SOUXH • SET^ • ISL-HISD Village and Theater Admit ^c^^t^iytf H ^Cj / niCj W l%^cAJ> 'CoehH a party just ahead of them cried out, " Here we are ! " and soon they emerged upon a high platform in the middle of the great Swiss Mountains. Harry said he recognized the Matterhorn, the Clatterhorn, the Spatterhorn, and the Flatterhorn ; but the lecturer gave other names than these. The lecturer, with frequent allusions to "when I was there," and one condescend- ing "doubtless some of you have heard *S^.* r, ' ^''i ':'^W^^* #^x. MAR Q1 V^^* aO'' V*^-*\/ %'^^r^ / V*"^ . ^P N. MANCHESTER. 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