The Ocala banner. (Ocala, Marion County, Fla.) 1883-194?, 1908-09-18
ocALA PEOPLE IN NEW YORK
From Sundays Daily:

in New York, and a number are
booked 10 sail for the big city this
week.
Among those who are already there
are Mr.. and Mrs. Jake Brown. Mr..
! Marcus Frank, Mr.. Ben Rkeinauer
and Mr.. z. 7. Helvenston.
Those who viii sail this week are
the following: Mr.. T. B. Snyder, Mr..
A. E. Burnett, GIr. Leon Tishel, Capt.
/ George Nash. Nj. Jule Cohen, Mr.. and
Mrs. Frank Harris. Miss Louise Har-
rjs, NJ. Brant'ey Weathers and Miss
Janet Weathers.
! This is an excellent time to see the
city, for all those who left for the
summer are returning, all the theaters
are opening, aud the weather is grow
ing cool and delightful.
The OcaIa people, of course, will
see the great hippodrone. Describ-
ing its opening night the New York
World of Friday says:
The hippodroIe disclosed its Won
ders TO a great audience last night,
nearly two months earlier than the
usual date, and with two big hippo
! dramas, between which was sand
WICKED a full.fedged circus for good
measure, showed again that the hand
which rules its great stage has not
lost its cunning.
Are YOU a baseball crank? If so, en-
Joy yourself with a red hot game,
played by picked mines on a college
campus before crowded grand stands.
Do you fancy boating? Then reserve
your applause for the scene on the
Hudson, where two eight-Oar shells
fash past in a nip and tuck contest
| for water supremacy.
How about hCrse racing in these
anti-gambling days? A change of
scene spreads out before you the gay
panorama Of the Saratoga race course,
| horses owners, trainers, jockeys and
al, and with ten struggling thorough
bleds striving to land the Saratoga
cup.
A Real Country Circus
So it gees through many phases Of
lively sport, and then comes the first
big hoppOnovelty a real circus car
avian which trails in, unloads it's wag-
ons, and spreads its tents, just as it
once did when you were a boy. The
only difference is that the circus is
finer than any you have seen before,
as boy or man.
This year introduces another great
ballet novelty. All the $50 hippo
drOme chorus girls have turned into
birds during the summer, and while
you wait even the big stage itself
transforms itself into a forest on the
edge of the Hartz mountains. Every
variety of brilliantly plumed song
sters, from the mellifuous canary to
the dodO-bird. of stored fame, pruns
itself and futters to the ballet music
composed by Manuel Klein. =.
But all this is mild compared with
what follows. Next you find yourself
thrust forward one hundred and fifty
years into the future and you behold
THE Battle of the Skies"-a pitched
fight between armed airships lowering
in the clouds and the destruction of
a great city by radium. The airships
float around with menacing realism
and by the time the last aerial gun is
fired you realize what a hideous her
itage this inventive century is leaving
to the next.
And Then Tidal Wave
Then to complete the work of de-
struction, a tidal wave rushes over
the smouldering ruins of the city,
burying it from view. To ease the
shock, another phenomenon comes.
Behold! Out of the waters rise the
Golden Gardens, on fete, winding up
with an apotheosis of victory, as mer-
maids disport in the water and groups
of living statuary emerge from it's
green depths.
Last night the company we'll per
formed all that was allotted to them
and discreetly allowed the hidden OPP
orators of the machinery to be the
real stars.
Plenty of excitement, plenty of
beauty and a general atmosphere of
novelty form the trilogy which argues
for a successful season in the worlds
biggest playhouse.