The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1895-05-14
La Fiesta
In tho city Of tho Lost Angels, Described
by n West virginia Lady.


thousand chlldron In parade. From a
inc point OF sight. tho window Of my
residence overlooking Central Park, |
watched for two hours this pageant.
Not only the red, yellow aud olive OF
California was blended, but proluson
OF class, colors, tints and purs white.
II was noticeable and remarked tina,
tho girls drills almost uniformly ex.
celled the boys. Tho city was one
mellow din Of music until the lovely
train Of human butterflies had vanished.
Can you imagine hundreds OF Celes.
tlaIs In sandals and pig.talls, all arrayed
in rainbow colors and silk aud satin
robes worth almost thcir weight in
gold?
Whatever was worth looking at. Of
flags, banners aud devices, WIS brought
down from tho bonded government
warehouse OF San Francisco, and wo
who could at great inconvenience aud
expense behold 1t there, saw tho whole
golden glory At no greater cost than We
pay for looking At the snn-a painful
dazzling OF our visionary orbs.
"See those gilded tieras!"
"Gilded? Deluded dreamer, they are
solid gold DO not fancy tho Chiueso
deal in tinsel. Every thread OF that
silken banner, which requires two &c.
lestials for bearing upon its ten.ioot
rod-every thread is sIken cord, aud
each design the price OF bullion from
tho mint. No wonder they perspirc
under It."
ri l,. tnat 81, -
labeled, Eighty years b. G." 1t looked
It, as the painter tells the story with
his brush. Rather significant,
thought, WAS the fact that all steeds OF
the Chinese were led by Americans.
Take my glasses once again. A peep
at Flowers Day. tbs music plays.
Wonder. through flashing palms. sword,
fan and date, withwiuds swayins apart
the twelve-foot fronds OF the fcathors-
yonder como the chariots. One all in
cream.colored pampaa-pl umes every
spoke made up OF long plutnes-axle.,
tires, bed and top, one fcathery splen-
dor. The bay horses show scarcely a
trace OF harness, save their silken,
cream.colored ribbons. The drivers
have gowns OF tho same color You
hear 10 sound OF wheels. All, my heart
that must win tho chieiest prize
And why? Its twin follows it, only its
twin is in rose-pink with horses OF satiny
black. Who can choose?
Gold OF opir roses! Did they 20 TO
heaven for so many? But this is tally
ho.team. with score OF pretty girls. oil
under broad, white silkea parasols,
with snowy lace aud smilax and buds
for trimming. Then comes tally-ho
in Papa-Gon,iers; one in white Mar
guerites-at home you call them ox.eye
daisies. another in Marcschal Niers-
and you would he glad Of dozen for
boquet.
All. ny dear Wi.teria. l am glad
they remembered it-and-
Carnations!
What d clear waste. Not one less
than heaped wagon load OF them and
the air is positively thick with the per.
fumes.
la, ha, ha. Everyone claps the
handS-the battle OF flowers is more
iurlou, than ever, rs a sea OF yellow
mustard ,remb!es into siSht. Para,oi.
and gowns OF yellow silk-and steeds OF
black.
White roses; scarlet geraniums-but
tho gorauium is not du fdii. being re-
garded an extremely course ilower-iust
rs you look upon tho zinnia or tho an.
cient holly hook. Gala lilies, two
wagon loads to deck that chariot.
Ito. no! Here comes n gentleman OF
four years, drawn by his canine stced,
and overhung with tiny roscs and
smi'ax. Another ,ally-ho with portierc
effects done in smilsx and carnations.
Bicycles. This lady in black velvet
and yellow mustard shall carry BAN
nor! land sne did.
The news carrier army. A splendid
lot OF boys. all in white. each to his
iavori,o flower allied. She,lands and
carts. Boy equeslrlans, hundred;
ladies in the saddle. some scores. Oi the
gentlemen's riding club, the chief ban.
ners were awarded 10 Il bay horse with
pink carnation collar six inches broad,
and TO brown horse, with collar, bride
and broad saddlc-cIo,h OF purple
paisies.
And how | wished. rs all this beauty
and splenuor played itself back to
heaven, and only through flashing
palms s,olo the sparkle OF fountains and
the dazzling widerruent oil Fios,a color,
crossing the sky like telegraph wires
how | wished TO be back ior a virsiniau
Fiesta, whore dogwood and dandeion,
and fern aud clemaiis, aud locust and
tulip troo hang ont banners over fields
OF bce.hauntod clover.
But Dunder und Bitten are 80 tickle,
and hero thoy have novor awakened.
o, for crash from tho skies! o. for
Il zig-zny making resonant music from
the top OF Ia cloud to the root .! Il pine!