The Denver Jewish news., 1924-02-14
A Trip Thru the @:Yarnark"
By HARRY NJ. KAUFMAN

spring to Denverites; but it has al
ready bashfully hidden its head behind
yonder mountain and darkness has
spread its wings over the City Beau
tiful.
Oil lamps and candles have been
largely dicarded and electricity ush-
cred into service. Along both sides
of Gaylord street between East Col
fax and East Sixteenth avenues num-
erous colored electric lights are strung
and at the end of the illuminated way
stands the imposing structure of the
p. NJ. II. Synagogue.
Gods children are eagerly passing
through its inviting portals, and find
themselves on the lower floor of the
Synagogue. 1t is only seven O'Clock;
the lights are dim, for the "Yarmark'
begins at eight.
The floor is studded, as it were, with
slsillfully constructed booths showing
latticed work of worthy comment-the
booths that take the place of the
"bare-ground" shops of the old
mark" Numerous articles of mer-
chandise are on display-merchandise
brought there not in man mule or
oxen-drawn carts, but in motor
driven vehicles; yet they are the prod
ucts of the soil and the works of mans
ingenuity as in the days of yore.
And the vendors-women dressed in
garb as diversified as the tastes of
humans, with the distinctive touch of
modernism,
Diversified, also, are the articles of
merchandise; from mere trinkets and
simple necessities of Oriental mar
kets to the more complex needs and
luxuries of more modern countries;
from a toothpick to an automobile.
Yet with this array of goods, and
vendors standing near their booths
alert as minute-men, there is compara-
tive stiffness; only whispered conver-
sations here and there, the dim lights
lending enchantment to the scene.
One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight. A clock somewhere has
struck eight. Bang! sudden noise,
n volume of light, vendors cries, loud
laughter, joyous shouts: the "Yar-
mark" is on. Every nook and corner
of the large floor is flooded with light.
Here and there warm, friendly
greetings are exchanged. Perhaps
somewhere n solemn conversation is
taking place as one relates to another
his tale of woe; for, lest we forget, the
"Yarmark" is primarily a social event.
But ,on the whole, there is an abun-
dance of vivacity.
Here some modern troubadour is
singing a song of love in a 1924 jazzy
melody; there, troupe of dancers is
exhibiting its knowledge of the Terp-
sichorean art as we wish to see it;
yonder, men and women are dancing
to the lively, moving strains of modern
syncopators.
Now, midnight is upon us. The
lights are slowly dimmed; the crowds
disperse; and as the last visitor passes
through the Synagogue's portals, the
lights are extinguished. All is still.
All's we'll. "Yarmark Night" the
first night of the "Yarmark," is at an
end.
And now it is eight p. m. Monday.
"Society Night" is in full swing.
Again the hustle and hustle, again the
excitement of the night before and
again the clock strikes twelve The
lights are dimmed, the crowds dis
perse. All is still. ALPS we'll.
Tuesday, Colorado Night" We'd
nesday, "Fraternal Organization
Night" Thursday, Coronation
Night" and now there is wild excite
ment as the Queen of the Yarmark'
is to be announced, for the contestants
are all beautiful. At length the Coro-
nation of the Queen takes place and a
superb procession marches through