Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-06-23

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is seen at window for second. which
heightens the naturalness of the scene, and
sets the visitor dreaming dreams that have
the flavor of the Arabian Nights. 1t Is a
faithful reproduction of a street of the
baZaarS in hundreds of eastern towns. with
nothing repressed and many suggestive de-
tails added. The miSe-en-Scene is marvel
ouSly accurate. Everything IS there except
the accumulated dust and grease of ages.
1t is a busting scene. Many queer people
are busy doing nothing. while others are
working hard with the nonchalant tran
quillity that characterized the oriental.
The fronts of the houses are hung with
bewildering miscellaneous wares. In a sort
of bay window here and there young girls
with their faces yelled are wearing Turkish
rugs. On the steps of many of the houses
are to be seen metal workers. hammering
away at silver trinkets. Old women. sit
ting in groups. chattering like a dorcas
society of magpies while plating long
yellow reeds into infinite variety of pat
terms. Dark, desert-sCggesting men are
fashionins hieroglyphics shining sword
blades Sadd.ers are making the odd ac-
Arabian steeds. Children are capering
through the crowded streets, playing
queer English games in dark areaways
Musicians. old and young and middling,
and of both sexes. sitting around here
and there. humping at funny-looking
drums, or extracting discords from the
strings of instruments that for shape and
size might be anything from tooth brush
to a hat rack Village bellies lounging
from windows, flashing rays of coquetry
through the eyeholes in their masks at
swarthy Cobblers across the way. The
vista thrills with life.
Bedlnm of Sound.
These are some of the things the eye
dwells upon in the Street of Algiers' ~
The employment put upon ones ear double
discounts the vision. The sense of hearing
rebels against the overwork A steady
a noises Niapa Ii int
ones auricular crevices. The air vibrates
with the discord. Virtually all the human
beings in the street and all the things they
can call upon to fortify their voices are
rending the skies with a tempestuous bed
lam. The visitor puts his hands over his
ears in vain attempt to close out the
shrll thunder. 1t percolates through his
flesh and bones like Roentgen rays. He
tries to accustom himself to the pandemo-
MUM Finally he partially succeeds. Then
he wedges himself into the surgng crowd
and w"bb!es along the thorouehfare.
n little further along the human stream
on which he is cork, breaks against a
beach. and goes no further. The beach is
the narrowed end of the street. where Il
lot of habitations are jumbled all together
In front of these houses are maSSed the
NEST obstrcperous specimens OF AIgiers
They are all shouting. gyrating and ges-
dcu!ating Every one OF them is pointing
over his shoulder at door Just behind him
The doors wide open. Inside one of
them are hanging portieres of oriental
drapcIieS. Inside others are stairways
Standing or sitting alongside these portals
are women. the majority of them with
yelled faces. but all with bare arms from
which. well from their necks hang
strings of beads and all sorts of barbara
jewelry. From their bare arms their varied
coorS may be discerned. They range all
the way from the whitest white to the
blacklist black. The women too are noisy
What they are screaming surely no one
knows, not even themselves But 1t all
means the same thing: Won't you walk
into my parlor?
II! many respects 1t Is the Chicago Mid
way over again. with the novelty worn off
Look at the posters and you find the sa ne
names. Look at the performers and you'll
recognize the same faces. There for in
stance, in a moth-eaten feZ is an old man
who used to stand in front of the Midway
sides reckoning people to step in and
look at Mile Rosa do her Dervish dance
What is he saying now? BY the powers
that be! 1t is the same old story. In bad
French he is telling passers-by that for 20
cents you can step upstairs and see Mile
Rosa do her famous dance and that an
American admirer. seeing her at Chicago
offered to give so 900 to anybody else in the
world who could keep on dancing as long
as she does.