The Pensacola journal., 1907-06-11

| Iore, 10 look around to see where the
first charms of beauty will unfold
about this sadly neglected spot that
Gcd ordained should be the beautiful
habitation of man
First, let us get one picture of what
is lying around loose under our eyes
| that would start visions in any old
hoboe's Uranium. IF one will stand
at the top of the hill just where Pala-
toX street butts into r. T.. Lee plaza
and look down the street to the bay
| he will gaze upon one of the mos
magnificent avenues existing any
where in any city in these United
States of America
a part of PENNSYLVANIA avenue in
the city of Washington is the only
| street l know of that can compare
| with 1t, though that famous avenue
! Will never be match for PalafOx
street. descending as it does from a
| high hill and leading right down to
the most glorious bay to be found
| anywhere upon the map of the Allan
tic or gulf coasts, dotted as it is with
beautiful parking features.
OF course, this driveway is SCARED
and disGraced by rat holes and other
things that fringe its borders and
mar its face. God had, once upon a
time, generously handed it over to the
wrong crowd, who had no use for
good things.
1t does seem so strange to me that
the divine spark will, now and then
miss hitting community that started
life upon the same kind of milk. And
why the sea-kissed shores of this
happy land should have been lived
upon by people. who never got in
the way of chat kind of lightning, I
can not understand, but the most of
this unfortunate race is now taking
IT easy in their pearly home upon the
gllded shores of the starry world. and
VIII miss the mantle of divine recog-
milton as it is soon TO fall uDOn these
dear old PensacOlian scenes. Oh. if
the dirt and rubbish could have gone
over with them, And so. thew hay.
ing passed out, that is, the most of
them, the blessings of divine favor
VIII fall upon the subsequent fellows
who are beginning to feel soul vibra-
tlons that touch every leaf and flower,
and open every bud and blossom.
l wish, first, to predict that the god
dess of beauty has her first intentions
set upon the plazas occupying the
middle of PalafOx street, Just where
the two great song bells harmonious
ly ring in tune. Here at this point,
what possibilities there are for things
beautiful These man-fOrSaken abOr-
tiOns other cities would go bankrupt
over to acquire, and so we will dis
cusS 1t by first asking who ever be
fore knew a city to hand over its
parks to street car company to run
car tracks upon and to build sheds
upon, and use as common dumping
ground; grounds where childhood
should romp and play, festOoned by
car tracks blocking the way.
And right here is the place where
local fame will slip its mantle over
the fellow or fellows who hike high
in the councils of this little sover-
eighty peacefully sitting by the sea,
If they will save these parks. Here
is an opportunity for the new mem
bers of the city council to chisel their
names high upon the granite of en-
during PensacOlian gratitude Dive
the street cars from these beautiful
parks, dedicated to beauty and child !
hood, and the restful retreat of man.
Compel the street cars to take to the
street, where thuey belong Of all
absurdities, the most absurd is to |
furnish parks for street cars and di~tv |
street for man.
Things got started wrong, somehow. |
in the early history of this once hi'ar |
louS oIu Town, ana culture. which /
teaches the beautiful has evidently /
crawhlshed 1t from times whereof thet
memory of man runneth not to the
contrary, as we lawyers sometimes
express it, judging from the sweet in
dlnerence these parks have ragged il |
in
1t Is up to you, gentlemen of the |
new council, and gentlemen with an |
eye cooked fameward If Won wOuId
like TO walk the streets of the town /
you have pinned your affections to
amid the plaudits of your neighbor.
VINO perhaps, never before thought !
you were good for anything. turn
1hese parks over to the people.
Give them back TO nature. and child
mood. Beautify them, and make tbem
the fit habitation of the gods and
every one will rise up and bless Won
w B. BARTON.
Pensacola, June 8, 1907.