St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-02-02
The Windsor Sleigh.
LEGEND OF ST. ANTHONY Hill

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The Winds
ALEGEND OF ST. ANTHONY HILL
How st. Paurs Winter Carnival Was
Originated.
I stood on fair st. Anthony's mount
Crisp all the air around
And stilIed the sound of ril and fount-
Full white the frozen ground.
The waving trees their shadows threw,
In shapes of phantom forms,
A graceful, joyous, fleeing crew
That ride out wintry storms.
And far across the snowy wall,
And past the fringe of trees,
Sound faint the bells of fair St. Paul,
Borne on the whispering breeze.
Thus standing, far from worldly strife,
My thoughts resistless flew;
And fancy wreathed vision rare
That 'thralled me as il grew.
Entranced, looked and more enraptured
grew,
AS in a dell beneath, in fair. full view,
sumptuous fairy court there beheld,
Which meath the twinkling sars its session
held.
Old Father Time-his sickle idly hung;
The youth called Cupid-fur-clad, bow I'M
strung;
The Water witch-her form enreathed in
snow;
The Fire King Coal-his face in ru ddy glow
The Arctic Queen-with Boreas In her train;
And Neptune-far from OF the Sp anish Main
Luna in silver softness through the trees
Bright glanced the fairy court to please;
King Thought was there from art and guile;
as free
As Growing babe On happy mothers knee.
And fitting quick as sunbeams CLINT apace,
His light and shade in turn played ON each
face.
All these, and others spoken of in story,
Were there arrayed in miscellaneous glory,
Save one-a new arrival-stood in place,
Plain dress'd in blankets, bright and fair OF
face
Her greeting warm-in favor high she stood,
Kissed light by Father Time, the old and
good,
Embraced by Water Witch, her greatest ktn,l
While gruff old Neptune chucked her pretty
chin.
King Frost his bonnet dofrd and bent him
low,
And scattered compliments, mid wealth of
snow;
King Coal torrid welcome breathed aloud,
While Cupid, Muses-all the selfish crowd
Beamed happy smiles, and uttered words OF
honor,
And wed with each in framing terms to laud
her.
The Goddess of st. Paul her name, America
her nation:
So fair and young. but building fast upon a
sure foundation.
Thrice welcome guest-her snowshoes held at
rest.
| She stood near Time, and chatted at her best,
And this the scene prolonged.
| Anon hush came DER the murm ring group,
| For Father Time upreared from weary stoop,
His warning signal. "Silence every one"
! Gave me to know that business had begun.
! Through all the varied channels of debate,
With speakers in this Hydrologic state.
| need not go-but plainly of their scheme
| The blanket-vested maiden was the theme,
| Her worshipers, their patience and content
Their progress, pride of land and sentiment.
And thus, and thus the speakers told their
views
In speech and logic-rhetoric profuse:
Naught there was done as mortals do by rote,
| Nor did old Father Time call for The vote,
But quickly summing up the sessions views,
| He called the Goddess forth TO hear the news.
1--WE do command your subjects, kith and kin,
For wealth by honest toll they've had TO win;
Go call your frie mis- from South and East and
West,
Show them your winters keenest sports and
! best;
Your carnival shall mark page in story,
Show to the world your royal winters glory"
He said, and while she stood at his right hand,
He turned and gave the following command:
Frost King upon the Mississippi, yours is
the duty
l To give us ice in all its prismic beauty.
For graceful maiden, youth and manly
pleasure,
Stay, something more-stout artisans supply
With clearest crystal blocks to rear on high
A castle, palace, call it as you will,
A gem mined forth from rivulet and rill,
With pinpacled and castellated walls,
And archways wide, and lofty vaulted halls.
With corridors and courtyard, lodge and
And battlement and portals broad and deep,
While round about the showshoe throng, with
cheer,
Shall hail palace each succeeding year.
"Bluff Boreas, yours the task to watt the
snow
From Arctic Queens dominion, she you know
Supplies it for us with unstinted hand,
A dow path for blanket-coated band,
And er rad and through the fields,
Shall sound from fleeing sleigh the merry
bells;
The snow noe call-the coasters CHEEKY cry
The laug ter from toboggans as they fly.
But over all the snOWsnOe leaus Tue Nahs
Each true to club as Scot was true TO clan.
hear cen now their merry joyous laugh
AS l lean weary, here upon my stan
Were 1, beshrew me, younger, knees les
frail,
But I'd leave with them, on their snowsho'
trail
But bark Times hand is on his ear,
He's caught the whooping sound OF snowsho'
cheer
And quick as lightning leaps from zone Il
zone.
The vision vanished-I stood there alone.
But Thought was left by Times precipitation
Who filed so many minds with inspiration.
Twas but an instant and the work was done
The seed was sown-the carnival begun.
This dream page of history became,
And set at least one continent af1ame.
Who first proposed it? Many curious ask
To answer such end this pleasant task,
And thus the promise will now fulfill,
Read thou the Legend of st. Anfhony's Hill
HARPER.
St. Paul, Jan. &c. 1886.
HOW THE SCHEME GREW.