The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1939-08-22
Lowering Gives Description.
Of New York Worlds Fair.
BY FRANK W. LOWERING
especial to The Citfzen)

The Citizenl
Area shore of Fountain Lake OPP
posite where the reckoning fin,
ger with the sapphire jewel on
which the Sunshine States APP
pealing name was engraved by
the legedermain of gas and cleo
tricity, burned in invitation to
Florida.
Two bombs burst, the fountains
shot high above the ruffled sur
face of the lake, and the silvery
water turned to red or blue or
gold while row boats, sight-see-
ing craft and ferries scuried to
get out of range of the pyrotech-
nical display.
Three bombs at a time now,
then four, then six, a growing
crescendo of noise and color.
The air was in flames. Four spot
lights picked up the drifting
smoke and played with it fantas-
tically. II was as if when you
and | were children we slowly
revolved one of those queer toys
called Kaleidoscope in our fin
gers with one eye glued to the
lens. Maybe the toy shop have
kaleidoscopes now. don't know
From Four Rats
The fireworks are touched off
from four RATS anchored among
the color-spraying fountains. The
crowd "Ohs!' and "Ahs!";; it
cheers and exclaims in asides,
but nobody looks to see who be-
side him hears the bursts of en-
thusiasm that follow each burst
of noise and aerial grandeur Be-
ware of pickpockets in a crowd
like thiSD
|. AS the pyrotechnics develop in
magnificeIce the diapason OF
voices rises in appreciative &C
cord. Showers of silver and gold
spray the sky with uncharted
stars, and as the first colors fade
red comets hiss through the air
and shift by the miracle of chem
ical composition to green and
brilliant blue. The comets are
shattered by separate bombs
which rush from their disappear
ing heads. These bombs explode
in a fusillade that echoes and re-
echoes across the lake and all
around the far-flung fair grounds
Sparek rage down upon the
now crimson fountains like
drops in Florida shower seen
against the sun-a tornado OF
fire. Now the mortars are hurl-
!. ing up chain bombs in tremend-
GUS staccato. The sky shivers
; Momentarily the spectators hold
! their breaths in awe that is akin
to fear. The chain bombs blow
apart and release little para
chutes from which American
flags unfurl and float away in the
higher breeze, each flag erect as
though it were on the top of a
tiny staff.
Carillon Muffled
The carlton bells are muffled
now by the fury of the cataclysm
that spreads between the water
and the sky and blots out the
waning moon and the greatest
istars. Then a single note, per-
| haps, or two or three notes of a
chord, reach the sound beaten
ears of the onlookers. One gets
a clue to the theme of the distant
music as the parachute-hung
flags drift away. It is THE Star
Spangled Banner.
The colored fountains are dying
against the lighted backdrop OF
! the fair. The excursion boats put
ion their tiny lanterns and hurry
in to dock. The lake water frows
black again as farewell rockets
weave a tapestry of red and white
and blue shot through with fam
ing threads of gold and fling il
nOiSily across the vast dome OF
the sky. 81.
Over there across Fountain
Lake the signet ring of a great
State burns wildly high above
the Long Island horizon; the fin
ger il encircles seems to reach up
to the vanishing smoke clouds in
gentle ACCOMPLISHMENT not to for
get to take greetings wherever
they go from Florida.
Believe me, the Florida State
building has the finest location OF
any at the fair, and day and night
it is telling the marvellous story
or the Sunshine State especially
at night when fireworks focus the
attention of hundreds of thou
sands of people from all parts Of
the world upon the thrilling
spectacle Of the tower and the
sign which / have allowed my
fancy to transmute into beck
oning finger encircled with a
signet ring. 8.