DIARY OF A YOUNG GIRL

There once was a little girl.  She had a grand adventure.  In 1901 she went to the Pan American Exposition in Buffalo.  This is her story.

 Saegertown is reached, off we go again and for miles and miles a magnificent valley is seen with its hills and its trees and dotted here and there with little farms.  Creeks and other small streams tumbled down the ravines and flowed along sluggishly on the level. Venango. To the east was seen the picture of the blue sky, a line of green forest trees against the horizon, and in the foreground a large pasture field over which a large flock of sheep and cows wandered.  Then followed a long panorama of rural scenes, to enumerate them all would fill a book as large as Noah Webster's largest dictionary.  Hot Air.  To tell of every charming view also would fill many books.   Again - hot air.

 A momentary glance out of the window on the right showed us the quiet little village of Cambridge Springs. As our train drew into the station, our attention was attracted to the famous HOTEL RIDER, a handsome stone and brick structure opposite the depot. It stands far above and overlooking, the little town on a beautiful green, sloping lawn or knoll. In front are stone walks, which wind gracefully down through the lawns to the bottom of the knoll. This is said to be one of the finest hotels in Pennsylvania. Upon the floors are 5,000 yards of velvet carpets.  All the carpets are of the richest velvet.  Cambridge is noted for its healthy mineral waters. In the HOTEL RIDER were Swimming Pools, Theatre, Gymnasium, Billiard Rooms, Bowling Alleys etx. for convenience and pastime for its guests. A number of people left the cars at Cambridge and took the trolley to Erie - 22 miles distant, and from there, went up Lake Erie by steamer, to Buffalo.  Onward our train sped, thro' woods, valleys, and hills until about 15 or 20 miles north of Cambridge, it turned sharply eastward, stopping at Union City.

 

Again, the train thundered along for a number of miles and then drew panting into the station at the little dirty town of Corry.  When the train had come to a standstill, four or five dirty faced boys scrambled on and rushed through the cars selling assorted fruits in grape baskets for 25 cents each. On through Bear Lake our train rushed and 4 or 5 miles farther on passed the Penn State line into "YORK STATE"  Singing, dashing brooks, surged beneath the bridges as the locomotive thundered over, and flashing like silver, as it dashed against obstructing boulders.

 

Asheville, we pass by, and then, from the car window through the thick foliage of the trees, the beautiful, blue, tranquil waters of Lake Chautauqua were seen, nestling between the lovely, rolling Chautauqin hills and surrounded by the famous Chautauqua farms.  Along its winding shores we saw numerous little summer cottages, some which looked like doll houses, and along the edge of the lake were launches and little row boats. Far out on Chautauqua's tranquil waters, rested several yachts; their occupants patiently waiting for the silvery fish to "bite". As the train sped on, we had a wider view of the Lake: seeing the steamers passing and repassing, churning their way through the foaming, sparkling waters; swift little steam launches, sounding their shrill whistles to the echoing hills. And beyond, the green hills roll away in the distance.

 A brief relations of the history of Chautauqua Lake and County: Chautauqua, was found by La Salle, the great French explorer, more than 200 years ago.  Probably in search of a connecting water route from the Canadian French possessions to those on the Gulf of Mexico, he had journeyed by canoe, skirting the shore of Lake Erie, until he came to what is known as Barcelona Harbor, some 8 miles to the north of the lake. From thence by portage, following the windings of Chautaqua Creek, he must have emerged on the eminence near Mayville, with a fine view over the lake. And so he, and his brave companions launched their birchen barks and set out to conquer the wilderness of Chautauqua. Time went on.  The Indian continued to fish in the waters.  Finally, the white man came to jostle elbows with the reds and it was not long before the ring of the ax was heard in the forest and the crash of falling trees;   sunlight streamed into places which had hither to beendeep in the shade.  Time and work went steadily forward, the white continued to increase in strength and aggressiveness, the red to diminish.  The forests began to disappear and great patches of green and white and brown came into sight, until the rolling hills every where showed green and brown and golden, and the conquering of the

forest had become a fact. Chautauqua today, is as beautiful as it was two hundred years ago, but not so rugged nor so wild.  At the time of La Salles' visit, the hills for miles about the lake were thickly covered with large, deep, forests of maple, beech, chestnut, giant oaks and towering pines. Many other explorers passed over the route after La Salle, among them being a Frenchman by the name of Celeron de Bienville. It was after this man, that CELERON, the great pleasure resort, was named. The word Chautauqua is of Indian origin.  The Lake itself is 20 miles long, and from I to 5 3 miles wide.  The water is About 20 feet deep. The Lake is situated 600 feet above Lake Erie, on the top of the Chautauqua County hills. Lake Erie is but 7 miles distant. The air about Chautauqua is at all time cool, pure, and bracing.

 

LAKEWOOD. The beautiful little lake town, where the people of wealth and fashion resort to for the summer months for recreation.  The grounds are laid out beautifully; great-green lawns sweep down to the edge of the Lake, beautified by shady maples, elegant cottages and large summer hotels. At the back of this picturesque village are great rounding hills covered with forest trees, and the bright green and yellow of grass and nodding wheat fields on the farms close by. 

 CELERON. The great pleasure resort where so many excursionists visit.   The first thing to attract our attention was the large Ferris Wheel, 125 feet in height, containing 12 cars and accommodating 168 passengers at each revolution.

 JAMESTOWN . Our next stop. A thriving city of York State with a population of 25,000 people.  The streets are broad, brick paved and shaded by wide spreading maples and others. A ten-minute stop and away we speed again towards the home of the Pan American. Buffalo is but 69 miles distant from Jamestown. As we speed out into the open country beyond Jamestown the difference between Pennsylvania and New York State is quite noticeable. The hilly and rocky regions are left behind; before us stretches a beautiful panorama of level country; on either side were fine, well cultivated farms which continue thus to Buffalo. As we sped thro' York State we had several glimpses of the large canning houses along the road. We could see men and women, husking the corn, others packing it in baskets and carrying it to the warehouse and, at the windows, the boys and girls making the cans into which the corn was put when properly prepared. I imagine it would be very interesting to take a trip through one of these canning factories. A trip through York State in the summer is sure to interest, and convince any person that "York State" farmers understand their business and attend to it, as their finely kept farms show. In some places, as far as the eye could reach, we saw clusters of farmhouses, and stacks of golden grain; pastures of fine cattle and large roomy barns.  Not a single hill, or elevation, could be seen, but far away, stretched fine, level, rolling, pastures lands and fields of nodding golden grain.

 

Through town after town the train thundered and then we came steaming through a pleasant little village called Hamburg.  Seeing a suburban trolley line running into the town, we knew that our journey was nearly at an end. The remaining six miles through the country was made in a short time. Suddenly, the back yard of a large city intrudes. Small lots replace great country fields. Houses cluster close. We are awakened by the clatter of spreeding freight yards.

 

We have reached Buffalo. Then clink, chink, clink and we are rattling over a score of railroad crossings. Train after train, rush by, through and across dirty streets lined by countless mechanics dwellings. Past several large factories, among which was that of the Larkin Soap Company- a large 9 story brick building along the Erie tracks. Down this way, and up that, finally pulling into the station, and, after wondering whether this was an national stock yard, or the headquarters of all American railroads, we alighted and wandered through the large noisy depot and on to the street.

 

By the way, Buffalo has over 700 miles of railroad tracks within the city limits, and 28 railroads with 250 passenger trains daily.  It is impossible to leave the city, save by water, without crossing from three to ten series of tracks. Buffalo is encircled by networks of steel. Large grain elevators line the way after entering the city limits. Speaking of grain elevators; I might say here, that while our train rattled through the large freight yards, I caught a glimpse of what has been called,- the most remarkable grain elevator in the world. It is formed entirely of concrete and steel. It is situated near Lake Erie along the Lake Shore & Michigan Southern Railroad tracks. And all grain going East over this road is weighed and transferred from Western into Eastern cars at this elevator, which has an actual working capacity of 60 car loads of grain in and out in ten hours. In addition to the transferring of grain, this elevator is said to also be equipped for cleaning and separating the mixed grains. It has a storage capacity of 650,000 bushels of grain. The foundation of the structure is of concrete and upon this is built a number of steel bins of cylindrical shape.   The elevator and all the machinery about the structure is operated by electricity received from the large power houses at Niagara Falls, 22 miles distant, Compressed air is also said to be distributed freely through the elevator for the purpose of blowing dust out of the motors, for sweeping floors, blowing the dust from the quantities of grain etc.

 

Three minutes walk from the railroad station brought us to the chief thoroughfare of the city; Main Street, at the corner of the Terrace. Looking up Main Street, we see a model of the beautiful streets of Buffalo. It is a broad, clean street paved with smooth asphalt upon which a steel tired buggy is noiseless. On either side rise tall handsome public buildings.  The city of Buffalo has been given the name "wheelman's Paradise " on account of the smooth streets.  After walking up the street a short distance we came to the ELLICOTT SQUARE BUILDING, a nine-story brick building occupying an entire square.  Here we boarded an ELMWOOD Ave car for Statlers Hotel.

 

A short distance out Main Street we reached the Soldiers and Sailors Monument in La Fayette Square.  A stranger cannot be long in Buffalo without exclaiming in admiration of its smooth pavements. There is over one hundred miles of the asphalt pavement about the city. Buffalo's most famous street is DELAWARE AVENUE.  For miles this magnificent avenue runs as straight as an arrow to the park; its asphalt, shaded by an archway of elms and maples, its footways passing scores of handsome residences. Delaware Avenue runs to Delaware Park, the location of the Pan American in 1901.  Turning into Allen Street we found ourselves whirling down Elmwood Avenue to the Statler Hotel.

 

On passing Ferry Street the conductor called our attention to the brick, vine-covered residence of John Milburn on Delaware Avenue, in which President William McKinley lay sick and wounded at the time.

 

Across the Bidwell Parkway the car whirled and in the distance rose the tall towers of the STATLER PAN AMERICAN HOTEL. The hotel was a long, 3 story building, situated on the corner of Forest and Elmwood Avenues, one block from the entrance to the Pan American Exposition. It was built on exactly the same plan as the exposition buildings. The body was colored a bright yellow with light blue trimmings. The roof was covered with red tile. A wide verandah extended along the whole front of the hotel. As we alighted, the bellboys in blue uniforms rushed out and relieved us of our baggage. We were immediately shown to our rooms and all directly preceded to get ready for our supper. Descending to the first floor, we passed through a turnstile into an immense dining room, which had a seating capacity of I,2000. The pretty waitresses were all dressed in black, with snowy white caps and aprons. During supper an orchestra, stationed in an alcove, banked with palms, rendered some excellent music. Thus making the time pass pleasantly.

 

After supper we decided to take a look at the Exposition by night and wandering down the avenue, and glancing to our right we had our First glimpse of the Pan American Exposition. It was certainly a most magnificent sight. Words would not do it justice. We imagined we must be going into Fairyland. High above the trees and other buildings rose the magnificently illuminated ELECTRIC TOWER. Through the branches and foliage of the trees, in Delaware Park, could be seen the curved domes and the roofs and bodies of the buildings outlined in electric fire. One glimpse of the Pan American illuminated, would be stamped on your memory forever. In a few moments we found ourselves within the grounds and passing up the Midway towards the T o w e r. We reached the long restaurant at the other end of the Midway and passing through the tall arches we gazed in admiration and genuine surprise at the beautiful picture before us. Directly in front stood the Electric Tower and beyond, down a beautiful court stood the other large buildings, all bathed in the soft, yellow radiance, of a thousand electric bulbs.

 

We then made our way down the pavement until we were stationed directly in front of the Tower.  The Electric Tower was composed of three diminishing proportions.  The second story was in the form of a circular colonnade entirely open to the sky, on the top of which stood a little curved cupola surmounted by the "GODDESS OF LIGHT", a tall brass figure of a female holding a lighted torch in her uplifted hand. The lower part of the Tower was square .In the center of each side was a proud perforated panel, in the center of each, of which were four great stars with circles about each.   The panels and stars on each side were all illuminated in green while the rest of the tower was illuminated in yellow, making the T o w e r  a magnificent picture at night. The illumination of the panels with their brilliant star clusters were like whatever you wished to compare them with, that expressed your idea of the prettiest and most brilliant illumination you ever saw.  At the Base of Tower at the right and left, branched out gracefully curved colonnades and in the center of the base at a height of 70 ft from an opening there poured from the Tower 13,000 gallons of water in a minute. This was another beautiful sight as the water came thundering forth from the niche and tumbled in snowy white foam over the screen into the Tower Basin Below. Directly under this fall of water were ninety-five colored electric bulbs, which colored the foaming water all colors of the rainbow, as it tumbled into the Tower Basin in front. 

 

The illuminated buildings once seen, will be long remembered. On the right and left of the Tower the Electricity and the Agriculture Buildings throbbed within brightness and seeming life under their new garb which Niagara had furnished them.  Rows of lights outlined the windows and the doors, over the entrances and every imaginable place. In front, lay the beautiful court of the Fountains; on one side the Machinery Building and on the other the Manufactures. Down the grand sheet of water in the Court of Fountains was a row of fountains shooting into the air and falling upon circles of colored lights, thus changing the colors of the water continuously. The large entrance to the Machinery Building, resting on the Court, simply blazed with radiance.  From under the eaves, in curves over the windows, in concealed places over the doors and along the roof and the tops of the many towers, the soft yellow radiance shone forth. The visitor at the grand sight was simply spell bound. Words would not come; His heart was so full. Lost in the glory of the thousands of lights we wake up to find ourselves before the Temple of Music. This building was octagonal shaped and was also brightly illuminated. We then strolled across the Esplanade, past the two Butterfly Bandstands and the Grand Triumphal Bridge. Each column of the Triumphal Bridge was outlined in light. The Horticulture and the United States Government Buildings were also beautifully illuminated. It is difficult to find words with which to and how to describe the illuminations of the exposition but the illustrations may give the reader a fair idea of their appearance. As we left the grounds and went to bed that night we positively declared the Pan AM. when illuminated to be a perfect DREAM thus passed Tuesday the first day of our trip.

 

Sight seeing on the exposition grounds.

On rising, Wednesday morning we entered the dining room and proceeded To do justice to the delicious corn muffins, beefsteak and other things placed before us. The table looked sick when we were through, owing to our great appetites. After breakfast we sat down on the motel verandah for a while and at 8 o'clock we saw the Seeing Buffalo Coaches draw up before the hotel. These coaches were large and roomy, with seats on top and made regular trips about the city every day, charging passengers 50 cents for round trip. This was a good opportunity to see the city of Buffalo The hotel verandah was always filled with visitors, who took pleasure in watching the large crowds pass by on their way to the exposition grounds. This monstrous hotel, (said to have been the largest in the world) was always filled with people. Bellboys, by the dozens, were on hand to run errands etc. for the guests. The hotel was supported by large massive pillars several feet in diameter. It was brightly decorated on the interior with bunting with the Pan American colors. On the first floor was a drug store for the hotel guests, and a large convention hall. On the second floor, a doctor and a barber shop. The hotel had 2,200 sleeping rooms. Each bed was white enameled, brass trimmed. Accommodations were for 5,000 people.

 

At 9 A.M. Wednesday morning we started for the exposition again and at a short distance from the hotel came to an arched bridge spanning Scajaquada Creek. Underneath this bridge could be seen a smooth, winding, macadamized roadway called the Scajuaquada Drive. A short distance away this road passed under a large stone arch completely covered with green trailing vines and emerging at the other side passed in graceful curves around the beautiful Alright Art Gallery,(an exposition building of white marble). Situated on a high terrace, ornamented with statuary and lawns with beautiful flowers in great profusion. It was built after an ancient Greek Temple. The front entrance was supported by tall marble pillars. A semicircular colonnade faced on Elmwood Avenue along the beautiful Drive.  Above this on a high terrace overlooking the beautiful PARK LAKE stood the handsome New York State Building of white marble. Upon the clear waters to the Lake several large, white, graceful swans were swimming.

 

The New York State Building was patterned after a Greek Temple of ancient days. This building still stands as it did at the time of the Exposition.  It is now the property of the Buffalo Historical Society.

 

At the entrance to the grounds, programmes were waved in our faces by uniformed boys, who were all anxious for a sale, souvenirs etc. On the payment of 25 and 50 cents a person, we passed through a turnstile into the grounds. Directly in front of us lay the Horticultural Exhibits or the Flower Gardens. Winding here and there, were smooth gravel walks about green lawns & beds of bright flowers. In the center of the Gardens stood a large stature called "THE CHARIOT RACE". This represented a man standing in a chariot tilted upon one wheel to which three wild horses were attached.  the man seemed to be madly urging the horses on. About the base of the statue were small round bay trees and at the corners tall pointed ones, and in the center clusters of pretty rose colored, white and blue hydrangeas. Beyond this the green lawns were out in triangles semi-circles, crescents and other shapes by the winding walks. On each of these lawns were banks of beautiful flowers and tall poplar trees. Numerous seats were placed along the walks for tired sightseers.

 

Passing down the main walk from the Elmwood Gate, which was of smooth asphalt, we saw on either side in the velvety green lawns, large beds of Phlox and Cannas: while here and there it was relieved with an evergreen or a poplar tree. On one side of the gardens stood the Headquarters of the Exposition Fire Department. The two horses kept therein were two of the prettiest horses I ever saw. Each was a raven black with white feet and noses. Before us we hear sounds of great excitement. Bands were playing: Men were yelling loudly: Indians could be heard giving their war whoops Bugles were blowing: Megaphones were groaning:. Every thing was in an uproar. Everything was one continual round of noise and excitement. In the Distance rose the tall towers of the exposition buildings. Everything was so bright and fresh looking. The buildings were very pretty by day but not near so much as at night. We stand on the Midway in front of tone of the shows, listening to one legged lecturer as he drums up the show." This was the "Indian Congress & Village".

     

A long row of brightly colored banners outside, told what some of the most noted men of our country had said about the show. The entrance was in the form of a huge mass of rocks. On the extreme top were five life like statures of Indians with drawn arrows and bows. On the opposite side of the street, stood a small brightly colored building in which were exhibited the LOWNEY chocolates, cocoas and candies. Above the Indian Village was another interesting show called "Jerusalem. The Golden". The entrance was a representation of a Jewish Temple in the ancient days. Another attraction " Ostrich Farm" held the boards a short distance further on. The interior so I heard, consisted of a wide field in which were kept a large number of fine ostriches, for the purpose of showing people their habits etc.

 

What's that?. It is a man shrieking at the top of his voice." Come; run, just for fun, you son of a gun and see - Chiquita.- the living doll, only 31 inches in height. She's a perfect little beauty. Don't miss it " The entrance to little Chiquita's Midway home was very attractive. At the top were hung banners showing Chiquita, dining with a few celebrities. On the platform stood her tiny little automobile, in which she took her morning ride, her little cab and her ponies.

 

Above this we saw another attraction called "BOSTOCKS WILD ANIMAL SHOW". In front stood the spieler (or the fellow who advertises the show) shouting " H e r e, here - Everybody. HERE is Bostock the KING OF WILD ANIMALS. After he had finished his harangue, a Hindu piper came forth and proceeded to render some very hideous music (if you can call it Such), on the bagpipes. This was followed by a free exhibition and performance of a few of the animal.1st came JUMBO, the big elephant weighing 9 tons and 12 feet high; following him, one after another 4 little baby elephants upon which were seated 3 or 4 little boys and girls. Next came two clowns, one with a donkey, and the other with a pony. Then a zebra and a big black bear led by their trainers. After all the animals had gone through some little performance, the band struck up some of the latest music and the animals returned to the interior of the show. A few minutes later found us on the interior of the show to see the  " sights ". We entered just in time to hear a great commotion among the animals in the large cages. The interior of the Animal Show was circular and in front stood a strong 70 foot steel barred arena on a raised platform. Around the walls were large cages, containing the finest set of animals I had ever seen. There were kangaroos, wolves, antelopes, deer, tigers, leopards, lions, black and grizzly bears, wild cats and hundreds of others. There were 1000 animals and birds in the collection. This might not sound true but is, and I'll bet you my bottom dollar on that, for it's a Fact. Fifteen to twenty minutes were occupied in making a tour of the building to see the large collection of animals and birds.

 

After that we found seats directly in front of the arena and waited for the performance to begin. In a cage nearby, the monkeys began to fight and for the next five minutes, the atmosphere was thick with angry squeals and chattering. When the monkeys had quieted down, the wild parrots began and the feathers flew until the keeper arrived on the scene and restored order. The performance then began with an overture by the orchestra and to the tune of " H U N K Y   D O R Y " (the hottest cake walk that ever came down the pike)- the iron door at the rear of the arena slid back, a beautiful young lady entered followed by four great black glossy coated bears. The young lady in question wore red tights and a purple tight fitting jacket with brass buttons.  Her name was Madame Beaufort, For fifteen minutes she and her pet bears performed and then Mediki Trosbastilo the India Snake Charmer was introduced. All the reptiles with which she performed were large ones and were of a very startling nature.  The elephants, Jumbo and four others were then brought into the arena and they certainly done their share in entertaining the audience. Their performances were all of an intelligent nature.

 

After going through some wonderful performances, the Elephants left the arena and the Famous Boxing Match was next introduced. Man vs. Kangaroo. A man dressed in red tights entered, followed by a good-sized Kangaroo, who immediately made preparations for the contest. At the Referees request the contestants proceeded to shake hands after which the foxy Kangaroo made a swift lunge at the man and the fight was ON. The man immediately followed this up with his right and then the Kang. got down to business and went for his adversary for fair, dodging his blows and raining one after another blow upon the mans neck and shoulders. Then when the man, seeming to getting the best of him, the Kangaroo would throw himself backwards, supporting his weight on his powerful tail and then he would strike with his fore feet and his hind feet at the same time. Each time he would succeed in striking the man in the stomach with his hind feet. On getting an advantage by these maneuvers he would follow them up by a succession of very sharp blows and at times during the performance the man was often made to know when he got " it " in the neck. Of course the man did not strike as hard as he seemed to but it kept him pretty busy to ward off the quick thrusts from the creatures stout arms. At last with a bound the Kangaroo struck the man on the chest and then as he lifted his arm to ward off the next blow the Kangaroo would pelt him again. " TIME " was called and the contestants were escorted to their corners to be fanned and rubbed down by their attendants. Again, they met in the ring at the first of the second round, and clinched and struggled, the kangaroo pelting blow after blow on the mans head. After 10 minutes of good solid scrapping, the kangaroo landed an uppercut sending the man sprawling up against the bars of the arena. Time was again called and at the end of the third round the fight was called off-the Kangaroo being declared the VICTOR. The FIGHTING KANGAROO was a pretty creature with a soft coat of brown fur covering its body. Its eyes were soft and dreamy and during the fight when getting the advantage its eyes could be seen to sparkle with a mischievous light. To see this boxing contest was alone well worth the price of Admission to the show.

 

The next on the programme was the introduction of Capt. Jack Bonivata and his troupe of 27 trained lions. Bonivata entered, wearing a blue uniform and high patent leather boots. In his hand, he held a long whip. After making a few remarks he stepped aside, the steel door of the arena swung open and into the arena crept 27 large fierce looking lions. With his eyes following the movements of the lions his commands rang out clear and distinct. Each lion with the exception of one obeyed the Commands at once. One however did not and with a swing of the long whip Bonivata wrapped the lash about the shoulders of the beast who immediately made a movement as if to spring at its trainer. Bonivata, then placed pedestals about the platform and the lions one after another went thro' their performances. All the time the lions were in the arena, guards armed with long sharp pointed spears stood without in case of any treachery on the part of the lions. The lions were then made to mount Pedestals and when all had taken their places we noticed they were grouped in the form of a pyramid. This was known as the Great Pyramid Act. Bonivata then stepped over 3 or 4 lions and took a seat in the midst of the group and throwing his arms over their shaggy heads fondly caressed them. This was certainly a brave act. President Roosevelt was heard to have made a similar statement. As Bonivata stepped out, he ordered the lower row to rise and one after another moved away. The lions on the tiptop then sprang down and in pairs the 27 lions marched around the arena, then around and around in the arena formed a solid circle in the center. 27 stools were then placed around the edge of the arena and one after another mounted their stools and proceeded to go thro' their performance. After Bonivata had given several other exhibitions, one of which he placed his head in a lion's mouth, and other groupings the door opened and the lions crept up the passageway into their cages.

 

On leaving the show I stopped and took a look at the large African Gold Coast Boa Constrictors in one of the large cages. Such monsters I never saw in my life before. On their backs were crimson and blue and green scales, crossed by rings of a bright golden color. Their heads were flat and as they coiled up their beautiful bodies and gracefully curved their necks a shudder would pass over the spectator. The cage in which they were imprisoned was an unusually large one. On the inside were several large Branches of trees. On some of these branches there was probably 2 or three of these reptiles wrapped.

 

A few moments later found us on the exterior of the Animal Show and in front of Esau's Home. "Esau" was a chimpanzee, who ate with a knife and fork, drank beer and champagne, smoked cigarettes and rode a bicycle. We did not stop however to see him as we were anxious to make the tour of the Midway before dinner.

 

Above this was another Midway attraction. " LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN ", a great electrical production showing the burning of Dawson City in the KLONDYKE GOLD REGIONS. Suddenly the clear voice of a little girl could be heard in front of the Italian Village or " Venice in America ". The singer was a little Italian girl of 9 or 10 years introduced as " Little Patti ". As she finished her song the Italian string orchestra of 14 pieces stepped out and rendered several selections on their guitars and mandolins. The musicians were Italian men, dressed in pure white duck suits with a large blue sash about their waists. This outside performance before the show was called the "Ballyhoo". 

Every attraction on the Midway had a Ballyhoo of some kind. This was to draw attention to the show. As we still wandered up the Midway, the air grew thick with the wild yap yapping of the Barker, and the bellow of megaphones. The Barker is a man who makes a noise (any kind of a noise so that it is louder than his neighbor can make), before a Midway show to attract attention.   His duty is to catch the crowds and bring it within the hearing of the professional Spieler. The Spieler is a foxy one; He talks to a crowd for a few moments until the money is fairly charmed from their pockets, then with his long cane he gets behind them and urges them on toward the ticket office.

Every body seemed happy on the hilarious Midway street: Fat men could be seen riding little donkeys several sizes to small for them, and girls perched on the back of a camel would be laughing and screaming by turns.  "Fair Japan " another attraction. This is the Japanese Village. The front of the village was shaped like a Japanese house covered with flowered banners and Japanese designs.  As we came up in front of the village several little Japanese boys came out on the front platform and were all ready for their free show or Ballyhoo. These little fellows were dressed in flowered silks and thin white stockings.  They were of a yellowish complexion, small eyes that were very close together, short bunty noses, round heads covered with straight black hair. Each had a smile on their little round fat faces. Their performances consisted of a native dance and singing.  The dancing was a very good example of their suppleness. They are noted for that. At the further end of the village there stood a long row of Japanese Jinrikisha, with their brightly flowered bodies. Upon each one lounged one of the Japs with a cap on his head that looked like a mushroom. The top was covered with bright colored Japanese designs.  Each man wore a loose silk robe upon which the name " FAIR Japan " was worked out in colors.

A short distance further on we saw a large brick building upon which hung in large bold letters " INFANT INCUBATORS " The speiler dressed in a frock tailcoat with a silk hat frantically waved his cane and madly yelled to the approaching crowd to " Come in and see the wonders ".  We didn't yield to the temptation however but passed over the Mall, from which a good view of the large exposition buildings in the other part of the exposition grounds could be seen. Through the foliage of the many trees along the Grand Canal we could see the yellow body of the Electricity building.  We stand before the German Village or Alt Nurnberg.

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