Los Angeles herald., 1909-07-16
ALLEGORICAL
FLOATS IN LINE
STREETS BLAZE WITH NIGHT
PAGEANTRY OF PARADE
WEIRD MONSTERS PROCEED
THROUGH THoRoUGHFAREs
Beautiful Maidens Guide Uncanny
Beasts Between Cheering Walls
of Humanity In Brilliant
Night Pageant
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a load of four pretty girls. Others were
grouped on the ground at their feet.
Mary Was a Hit
Quite the daintiest Of all was Mary
and Her Little Lamb" the float being
well designed and artistically devel-
oped.
This lamb was full grown and car
ried it's mistress on its back. 1t was
snow white and the head bobbed after
the most approved nursery style.
Two immense wheels with outer and
inner rim outlined by lights were
aslant on each side, meeting above
Mary's head. while the body of the
wheels were formed of big yellow flow-
ers with yellow electric lights clustered
at the centers. There were other girls
seated along the sides of the float,
which completed the pretty picture.
The float following represented the
Wild Man of Borneo--a gigantic and
hideous figure also outlined by the
electric bulbs, who reclined at ease,
and every minute or so threw back its
head and laughed in noiseless and god
less mirth. His hair was of red tissue
paper, and lights blaZed from the great
open mouth and sightless eyes, and
also made vivid his bracelets and
breastplate. Here again pretty girls
were in evidence, several being perched
on the gigantic lap.
The very spirit of mirth seemed
abroad. A glum face was so sur
rounded instantly it appeared by the
potent imps of laughter that it hid
itself behind a grin. Elks had no cor
ner on the gayety of the occasion. And
as for visitors-there were none. There
was no one in all the multitude
stranger. They were all old timers to-
gether.
Climax of Joy
Every feature and incident and con-
dition of the week that eliminated last
night in the opening of the program
prepared by the city of Los Angeles for
the crowds. whetted the appetite. The
weather, the genial hospitality of the
neighboring towns, the gorgeous decor
ations and brilliant illuminations, the
admirable arrangements of the commit
tees of No 90, the faultless policing of
the streets, all made the right sort of
atmosphere. 1t was impossible to keep
from falling into the swing and verve
of the evening.
There are many kinds of joy, but
that which cleaned in every face and
lighted every eye was of the pure, un-
alloyed variety that scorns rudeness,
horseplay and the trough house tao
tics" of high school football rally.
There We're a few hoodlums about
About twenty. They were talked to-
earnestly-very earnestly. by tall, quiet
spoken young men wearing tin badges
about the size of the bottom of dish
pan.
u The new police badges may be joke,
but last night the new police depart
s..sA fr70r
was all business, and no citizen who
observes failed to note and comment on
the improvement.
All the Live Ones There
Cafes, lunch rooms, sweet shops and
drink dungeons We're crowded. Those
gay youths and maidens who drive 40
morse power what s-theirnames and
wear the latest hub tailor-mades were
there in plenty, and they stumbled on
to the excellent plan of spending the
time preceding the parades in the eX-
change of airy persifage over the shln-
ing tops of little round tables with
bars where your feet ought to go, But
such a time! Broadway and Lower
Spring were one big evening reception
And among those present was the
whole darn bunch
There was another side to this pic
ture. Mingling with the fiashy, the
-
were others-not so largely decked nor
so finely nodded, but-oh, how truly
happy!
All East Ninth was there. DogtoWn
was there Little Alfredo Sanchez and
little Martha Washington Selma White
rubbed shoulders with Master Horace
Reginald de Koven. And young Adams
street could not stare harder, nor
laugh louder. nor point more straight
nor cheer more bravely, nor go to
sleep with more wholesome feeling Of
sheer joyous fatigue than could little
ragged, barefooted Macy street, junior
Big and little rich and poor, they
gathered and said:
Believe me, Bill, had a time. Why
saYl"
Three nights Of that sort of thing
will make everyone tired and foot sore,
and possibly a little icrlly I'm the tenn
per. But it was emiuently worth while
last night if the faces of the crowds.
home bound afoot, by auto and on the
admirably systematized street car lines
if the faces of those told a true
story last night between 10 o'clock and
today.