Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1895-02-21
SUNRISE IN CHICAGO.
Poets Description Of the Charity Fan
81. at the Auditorium.

Poets Description of the Charity Fan
at the Auditorium.
Tbs charity ball in Chicago is brill
liant, not merely as d fashionable aud
an eleemosynary occasion. It is endear-
cd to all lovers Of poetical description
and romantic poesy. Mr.. SylYanus +.
Bill, the, poet of the Auditorium,
ererges once q year fre& 81 that too strict
II preserreu rrs.. .,..,snt in which he has
long been engaged In writing q poetiup,,
directory Of Cook county and fills The
Inter Ocean with the splendor Of pag.
eantrt ind The honey st music. The
Chicago charity ball Ct 1895 was held
ht the Auditorium on last Thursday
night, aud Nj: Bill described it with
his usual wealth Of adjective ana ltxuri-
ance Of passion. His exordium was full
Of might aud magnifcence:
Like d grim, inpenetrab1e fortress Of medi-
mva1 times the Auditorium looked befote the
moon swung out like silver lamp In the mid
night sky and cast around the gray tower and
austere walls the soft, Transforming tissue Of
its woven beams. Far out over the frozen wa
tiers Of the lake .gazel the deep windows from
under their archeu bTows 5f 1htea stones as
the great monument of Chicago's power flung
put challenge to the eastern world: High in
The air the tower: like . mighty torelnger,
was Dressed upon the ehanging pulse Of Bo-
reas, while the quick voice Of the telegraph
reported the condition of the weather to the
listening town.
Clouds hung like frown upon the building s
granite brow, but Its heart was filled with
melody and beating with human sympathy and
kind1iness: The charity bal, was onl And as
The music swirled oii through the great arch
Is, twinkling with the tights that jewel the
roof and futtering like bright plumaged birds
emong the boxes Of ivory aud gold, the feet Of
the mimic armies advancing and retreatina
fell into rhyme. young Voices into sweeter
cadences, the scowl on the face Of the bending
sky melted in laughter, and as the hours viii.
golden feet slipped by
"Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadow
Of heaven
Dlossomed the beautiful stars, the forget1cc,
hots OF the angels
Mr.: Bill, too; swirled in music
through the great arches; twinkled ant
fluttered and advanced III cadence. w
seem to sec his eyes glittering beneatl
Huted eyebrows and his pencil presse:
like a mighty forefnger upon the pape,.
that throbs with tho quick comm.
thoughts. As he whirls like strait.
through the south tunnel wo hear with
him 1.-THE words of the poet architect
Of the building:
The utteranco of life Is song,
The symphony of nature.
The jewels flash, the laces glitter
The great procession comes:
C+c4a,,, IN I 1,e% ,,,,,, a. ~; ~, ,,,l;
hair piled high under diamond tiaras, and de
butantes with diephanoEs draperies soft locks
brushed back from uEtroubled brows and {,
rose, tucked over one pretty car; Youth and
Age, meeting and courtesying, and when the
solid lines brcke UP and swept in small detach-
ments into the graceful convolutions Of the
dance it was like the shattering Of rainbow
or the sudden separating OF 3 mosaic, whose
parts, fitting into an exquisite and harmonious
whole, were yet complete as single jewels.
Palmetto leaves from the bayous Of the south,
palms from the islands OF the Indies, were
knottcd with the orange colored taifeta cloth
Of the orient, but it did not need tropical foil
age to suggest the beauties Of Araby. Dark
eyes and midnight tresses were there, and
girls as fair SIS the peri who stood at the gates
Of paradise.
The Hon. N. K Fairbank goes by
with simple but beautiful side whiskers,
such as Cupid or young angel would
be- glad to have for wings. Peris of para.
disc and Maids of the lakeside pass by
In bright ranks and to stately measures
Supper is had, and now comes the in.
evitable end, thinking whereof the Hon.
Sylvanus T. Bill is splashed as to his
tender nose with drops Of vague regret
The lights in the windows Of the town pal,
into the Gay; The dancers Of the night sink ints
sleep: the brilliancy and charm Of the Chart,
ball are q dream of the past, and
"1n frost 'broidercd garments the hushet
earth is swaying
Out in the ornaments cradle Of blue,
And now are the daughters Of Music essayin!
For the God child, Creation, q siumber son.
new
Tho poem has been written, and thu
proof has been read, but the first fushe
of the dawn illuminate the pensive lin
eaments Of Sylvanus F. Bill as he sits By
| the great rose window in the eight
story of The Inter Ocean building. Th'
pajamas Of blue and gold glitter in til,
first smiles Of morn. The ivory slipper
on the poetic feet in tho easement ar
touched with a tender glow. The tiret
elevator boy is softened. The newsboy
point with reverence to the window
where Sylvanus F. Bill is dreaming, hi
red Turkish nightcap pulled over hi
godlike waste ct brow. It is sunrise il
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