The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1904-08-13
nDoWN THE 1lt<Gz Il
A Braef Glimpse vt Some Of the Attrae-
tions Along the Famous Thorough
1ataa-painterg for Visitors.

Gafga-Pointers for Visitors.
Great as were the nidWays OF Chi
eago. Paris and Buffalo, they will
tsar no comparison with the stupen-
dous and goadrouslg enchantiag one
With which ST. Loais is destined to
fascinate th5 visitor to her world s
fair. The Pike, 81 the far-famea
thoroughfare has been dubbed, is az
avenue ossr one mile long, forming
tie iet&1r 'L,n lined on both sides
with sttractioas Of every description
and thronged at ell tiAes with q gag,
cosmopolitan assemblage OF pleasure
seekers. There arc some Gfsy shows
on the Pix, housed in an @rchitectu-
raj glory IS varied as the yagaries
of Turner palette. An ola podrida
of structural study is provided 10
which de Cinci and Owen Jones work
hand il hand with their modern fol-
lowers, Ives, Wade, Link and Bittner,
to provide the startling and fairy-like
prospect. For the guidance Of those
of it's readers who may visit the great
fair, The Chief furnishes herewith q
brief description of few Pike features
that are we'll worth seeing.
'sNEW YORK TO THE NORTH POLE. y
The stage required for the presenta.
ton of the beautiful scenic production,
NEW York to the North Pole, +
measures $50 feet in length, 100 In
width and IS in height. The proscen-
ium opening, next TO that OF the E'Gal-
weston Flood" is the largest in the
world, and the mutorama calls for q
tank 30 feet long, 20 feet wide and 8
feet deep, containing nearly a million
gallons of water. The first thing that
meets our eyes is view OF New York
and the North river. There Is tho I'M
doubted real water moving at our feet
and stretching across to the Wharves
and docks of New York, which are
evidently real and solid; We see the
shifting shadows and the reflection OF
the water. We see, and recognize inn
mediately, the imposing array OF sky
scrapers which adopn lower New York,
while the river itself is alive with
shipping. An ocean steamer, proceed
ing up to her dock at Hoboken, passes
another one on her way out to sea. The
moon rises and adds its radiance to the
splendor of the night. Darkness fades
away and the daylight returns, with
magnificent sunrise over the city. In
mid-stream lies anchored q barkentine
rugged steamer. It is the vessel in
which we are to make the voyage to
the great frozen north. At sunrise
there comes across the waters the
clanking of cables as the anchor is
raised, and with farewell scream
from hor siren, the ship starts on har
voy age to the north pole.
Slowly the "Discoverern creeps
down the river. New York is slipping
past, we are nearing the battery, and
soon we begin to draw abreast of Cow
ernor's Island. We look back to catch
the vista Of the East river and Brooklyn
bridge. Governors Island is left
astern, and here is Bedloe's Island,
with the statue OF liberty, but these, too,
are left behind us as we head for tbs
Narrows. The low land of Long Island
IS all that is in sight, and as the ship
breasts the waves and heads for the
open sea, slowly down into tho ocean
sinks the sight OF land. The water
stretching away TO the horizon is real
water. The clouds gather, an unnatu-
raj calm settles and the ttDiscoverer'
is revealed by binding flash of light
ming. Flash after fash of lightning,
followed by the crashing reverberation
of thunder, adds to the awful terror.
The storm dies away, the rain changes
20 sleet, the sleet to snow. The tenn
perature is far below zero, and our
ship is already white with frozen spray
ana ice. We encounter icebergs, and
soon We pass the beginning of the Ice
pack. We arc fairly arrived at the
frozen north. The arctic twilight is
all around US, and we now get the
northern lights in all taeir glory. The
ice closes in rapidly, and soon tho
aDiscoverern is hard and fast, caught
tight In an icy embrace. We have
evidently coached IS far north as we
can get in the vessel and decide to
make dash for the pole itself over the
ice. Our expedition is soon equipped
and the vessel eft behind. The sur
face OF the ice field Is constantly chang
ing, and all around us is the splendor
of the arctic night. Millions of stars
light our way, and the glory of the
aurora borealis indicates our goll.
We are NEARING the pole. A hasty OBJ
servation shows that we are long
past the limit or the farthest north
thus far attained. The first rays OF
the returning sun, which herald the
end OF the long arctic night, CLINT
across the snow and ligha up the ice
peak. which our instruments cell us is
as near the true apex of the earth as
man Hill probably ever como. With
cheer our p&ety dashes for The peak.
The aurora fedes. The slanting sun
beams show > little group of men
standing rou1d fag-the american
flag-the fac We hava aeea,naaaniad