The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1895-04-21
Los ANGELES LAST.
Close of the Week of
Great and Varied
ReVelS.
Ell Ola DE LAS FLORES.
Beautiful Parade and Battle of
the Flowers the
Feature.
NIGHT SCENES OF GREAT JOY.
Amid All the CIamor the Queen of
the Fiesta RelinquIshes
Her Rule.


cap climax is being set upon the weeks
revel tonight. By way of placing it in
extra strong relief it was Immediately
preceded by the one purely esthetic num-
Der on the programme.
Here was Flora all the afternoon trooplng
down through all the beautiful ways Of
her chosen city of the Angels, with gar
lands of the heliotrope and the red, red
rose and the yellow marguerite and every
lovely emblem OF her most delicate con-
ceit, spreading their perfume everywhere,
coming in fairy phaetons, built of sweet
pea blossoms, or tripping archly through
some labyrinth of trailing snlilax, with
punches of field daisies in her
! hair or holding proudly high the
Gala lily TO still preserve in matchless
white the token OF her purity. So she
bani shed every sordid influence beyond the
city's gates and that OF her own sweet self
spread itself everywhere, while she led the
them IN her fragrance and taught them
thoughts of paradise.
The Festival Queen herself, subdued by
the charm OF Flora's winsome graces, came
down from her gaudy throne and begged
leave TO ride with her, and did so ride,
through sll the city. And so while the sun
went down the spirit OF poesy and the spell
OF music and the charm of incense was
over all. Then Flora slept.
Strsightway out of every shadow Of the
night came imps of darkness and discord,
taking every conceivable shape, and versed
in every impossible noise 4 wild revel Of
the maseuer is on, in which men, women
and children are taking part. Men and
women wearing the livery of the clown,
the monk aud the devil and their wives,
with every change that the clever inven-
ton of city full OF people can ring on
these, are floating through the streets with
their tinhorns, bells, whistles, whirligigs,
rattles. tumtums and whatsoevers.
It is q harum-scarum night of ioiIiity and
good nature, in which the spirit of the car
nivaI which has been set up in high places
for the people to look at all this week as it
passes in review, the pomp or pagesnts in
which they took no part, now unbndled
and every man is himself.
The city is illuminated with the bril-
liancy OF Wednesday night, the people are
out in wagons, on horseback, on bicycles
and on foot moving in every direction,
mass in chaos, without form but by no
means void, disorganized bands of musi-
clans, rollicking crowds with bells, a
clamor, an orgie-a nightmare.
1t is the end of the reign of the festival
Queen, the beautiful, merry and loving
Queen, who came with blessings to her
people here in the city OF Los Angeles a
little week ago-a long, long week ago
short in the mere record of time, but ages
in the good she has done, who bade her
subjects to put away care while she re-
manned with them and TO learn TO live
She taught them to open their eyes that
they might see why flowers and fruit and
song were made and how each might have
and enjoy them.
She taught them to love one another,
and be glad and to make merry. Her
reign is ended. 1t is midnight. But the
thousand strange sounds of the revelry
clash and clang in every street, and the
strange forms of the revelers dance and
fit under the lights and in and out of the
shadows, Ioath to let go their short season
OF license, so well have they learned the
lesson which the good queen taught. But,
alas the good queen is dead. Long live
the queenl And may all the blessings that
she brought return to and multiply about
herl
The last set piece in the programme of
the day and week was the battle of the
flowers. sci dia de las flores" The bat
tie of the flowers had that same battle of
the flowers at Santa Barbara TO stand
against as a criterion, and as Santa Bar
bara's great fete is beyond all compare,
''el dia de las flores suffered in compari.
son. But the display here was very, very
beautiful just the same. There was
prodigal wealth of flowers arranged with
rare taste.
The procession, which was a mile long,
passed before the Queen in the park, where
the throng on the tripunes filed the entire
space and the windows and housetops of
houses fronting the park were crowded
The Queens throne was beautifully
trimmed with vining roses, and the Queen
herself wore roses all about her. After the
procession had passed once down the mall
the Queen gave the signal for the battle
peas, carnations, marguerites. poppies,
daisies and every flower in California.
The scene was superb, and provoked the
widest enthusiasm. Horses waded in
blossoms and drifts of them fell about the
throne The battle lasted ten minutes.
Then the fower-decked vehicles moved
out and to Seventh street, where the
Queen and her court joined it in the royal
carriages.
The procession then moved through all
the principal streets, going over a longer
course than any preceding it and without
having announced any route. This was the
first time the Queen appeared in parade,
and was for the purpose of permitting all
her loyal subjects to get a glimpse of her
before her reign came to close. The en-
thusiasm along the route was immense.
Following is the list of marshals and
aids: F. G. Teed, Los Angeles; ]. c.. Fisher.
San Diego: I. W. HelIman Jr., San Fran
cisco.
Division /, saddle ponies, gifls-A. Moor