, 1890-09-08
IN H CITY PARK.
A Graceful Description by a Lady
Contributor.
The Pretty Swiss Chapel and the
Many Faced Pansies.
A Fine Crowd Out to Hear the Con-
cert Last Evening.

A nice crowd and a nice concert at the
park last evening. The music began at 5
and continued an hour. The programme
was an exceptionally good one and each
number was rendered with a dash and fin
ish that stamped the Union Pacific band
as one of the best. The crowd numbered
above a thousand, for the most part wo-
men and children. Beauty OF surround
ings and the pleasant evening made the
music sweeter and an hour or two in the
park was a most delightful outing.
Blessings brighten as they take their
flight" and as these first cool mornings
hint of approaching frosts, We are re-
minded to take one more leisurely survey
of our pleasant park while yet in its
prime.
Upon the supposition that distance
lends enchantmeut to the view we will
first climb to the statehouse dome and
down upon it from the round-eYed win
dows. There it lies, so far below that the
gravel paths are silver ribbons against the
green, and the bobbing heads of the
bright cloaked babies out for an early air
ing can hardly be distinguished from
those of the tulips still nodding in their
beds. How clearly the designs
show every graceful linel = hearts
and leaves aud squares and
stars, figures of all shapes and sizes from
Cupid's realm down Tor up) to astron-
omy, all woven into one symmetrical
pattern and glowing with a hundred
finely blended hues. The sun turns
every luttering leaf into a shin ing shield,
shakes glittering spears from all the dew
drops. strikes a thousand lances from the
fountain spray, and makes Of the park
one vast arsenal of fairy weapons. But
up springs a pIece-loving breeze, and
with one wave OF his warm hands sweeps
aside this hostile array. preventing any
possible insurrection. That danger past.
we may go down and sit in one OF those
cheerful red seats under the gaily striped
canopies. We will take this one in front
of the little Swiss chapel. Isn't that a
quaint and charming structure, with its
uncovered walls and its shy flowers
nestled in the rock crevices? The snow
feathered dove swinging beneath the roof
is hardly winter than the stones before
the door. l verify believe the park mas
ter scrubs those stones every night.
Behisd the chapel is the social semi
circle" a row of curved seats fitted in
side a wall of iower-draped rock work,
while comfortable benches are scattered
about under the trees, at the most CON
venient distances for retiring couples.
The smooth road-ways offer a constant
invitation to bicycles, and the park fire.
auently looks as if the wheel department
of a carriage mandatory had somehow
broken loose and was running away.
Among this maze of wbirling spokes.
feminine figures are by no means uncom-
mon, and feminine faces often fash by
under the same style of close caps that
cover the rowns of the masculine
spInners
But the flowers are no less interesting
than their human associates; sometimes,
indeed, more so. Only you must come
among them as a real friend if you want
to see them as they are. Notice the
p%ansies. now There is a class of black
ones, a regular negro chorus, under lead
ership of a pompous crimson foreigner.
They are impudent fellows naturally, you
can tell that by the set OF their heads, but
they are in awe of their elegant instructor
and stand ready to follow his every di-
r%ection. On this side is a company of
lady p~ansies, a missionary meeting or a
w. c. 7. U. gathering. for all the faces
are serious and some pathetic. And here
is a gathering of mirthful young people
returning from a picnic. See their
snickering. giggling, mischievous counte-
nances! This one, whose face wears a
doleiul frown, and with such a wearied
droop in the shoulders, is the chaperone.
Plainly, the youngsters have been too
much for her. Thuse two babies have
been set off in that grassy corner by them
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black jam on their puffy yellow cheeks
tells the story.
BY kneeling carefully, we can take heed
of the oft-repeated injunction, Keep off
the Grassl" and yet reach this double
white petunIa with our noses and lay a
cheek against this great red velvet rose
bud. Stand on tip-toe, and you eau see
over that circular border of silvery foliage
plants into the suuken bed beyond. 1t is
full of verbeDss, shading f ON royal pur-
pie to azure, and from funniest pink to
deep crimson. Just such flowers grow
around the front doorstep Of the old
home. And here is the very blue that
blooms on a grave we know today, the
tiny f~orget-me-not, that grows so low but
spreads so wide. Thank the Lord that it
does spread so wide. wide enough to cover
and keep all the graves he can ever give
us.
Now we must go; but surely this beau
tiful park has helped us to say:
THY world is lovely, o, my Godl
thank Thee that I liver