The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1915-09-10

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which is thus pictured by a
writer In the New York Evening Post:
There was an endless, surging tide
OF people. a crowd which would be
described next day as record
breaking" for II was a Sunday after
noon in June, and thousands had es-
capped from their hot city apartments
and were spending 1t at Coney Island.
There may be some persons left who
want to rest on the Sabbath day, but
not SO those who journey down to this
fascinating place, where the sights and
the sounds are enough to keep them
perpetually stimulated. Many of the
as IL they had worked hard for the 9TH
er six days of the week, but now they
are determined to have some fun to
make up for it, and have chosen the
noisiest, most crowded, and the gay
est place within reach.
Wow" shouts a man in red coat,
who stands before side-show, the pla-
cards of which declare that 1t will re-
veal the wonders Of the Orient.
Wow, come in and have look. New
er saw anything like It, ladies and
gents. Wow, come in and have a
look"
And he is only one of ten in his I'M
mediate vicinity, each of whom is
blessed with strong explosives, strong
lung capacity and a marvellous inclina-
ton toward hospitality.
But II is only at first, before your
ears become accustomed to it, that you
notice the bedlam Of the place. The
concentrated hubbub strikes the per
son who is just getting off the train
as almost deafening. But he soon re-
allies that this Is part OF Coney's
charm, one of the causes of It's excite
ment and thrill. 1t is on waves of
sound that one is borne 'along with
the hundreds of others, that one enters
the side-show to see the lady who
could not possibly be as fat as she is
pictured on the poster or shoot at one
OF those uninteresting wooden duck
targets, hoping not to be so unfor-
tunate as to hit one and thereby draw
a pink china vase as a reward.
SubtIety Versus the Obvious.
If Coney we're place of silence or
of merely mild sound, the visitor would
never be inspired to do the things
which he finds himself nerved tc do
when excited by the roar about him.
1t bears him along, he is deafened by
It, and soon finds himself shouting
with the others, laughing uproariously
at the spectacle of solemn man wear
ing a small red felt hat about as big
as a teacup over one ear, although as
a matter of everyday choice, he pre-
fers a somewhat subtler appeal to hui
NOR.
The crowds take you along; you
laugh with them, you push and shove
with them. You feel yourself closer to
human nature than ever before, even
in the subway at rush hour. This
crowding and pushing mob is very diff
ferent from the subway crowd, tired
after a days work, cross and hot and
lackadaisical This is a gay and So
ciable and contented, uproarious gath
ering which bears you along on the
wave of its enthusiasm. Even If you
come alone and join the crowds, you
feel at once accompanied and befriend-
ed.
In such a mood of comradeship and
boisterousness, you love to watch the
man who Is passing out bags OF pop
corn to those who prefer the neces-
sary nickel, while the popcorn itself
pops white inside a glass case, show.
ering down like fountain. And fur
ther on there is the attraction of the
smoking plate. on which hot dogs are
being cooked till their skins burst, as
they are laid between two rolls and
laved with mustard. And certainly
n Is the most natural thing In the
world for the person who at other