Zigzag journeys in the White city. With visits to the neighboring metropolis (1894) (14577301618)

Identifier: zigzagjourneysin01butt (find matches)
Title: Zigzag journeys in the White city. With visits to the neighboring metropolis
Year: 1894 (1890s)
Authors: Butterworth, Hezekiah, 1839-1905
Subjects: World's Columbian Exposition (1893 : Chicago, Ill.)
Publisher: Boston, Estes and Lauriat
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress



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nd as the dazzling splendor rose before him. He liftedhis hand, and said, Manton, Manton, forJ>i/ys sake I They passed the Womans Building, and the Transportation Build-ing with its dazzling entrance, which looked as though it were asunrise of jewels, and came to the Administration Building, whosepale gold dome shone like a vision about to vanish into the air. Theymounted the steps, turned, and looked clown the Court of Honor,towards the Peristyle and Lake Michigan. The three stood in silence. Mr. Marlowe laid his hand on hisfathers shoulder, and shed tears. His son took him by the hand. The white walls of the Court of Honor, with their heroic statues,and allegories in plaster, shone in the sun in blinding glory. Justbelow in the lagoon was the most beautiful fountain on earth. At theend of the lagoon rose the golden-hued Statue of Liberty, and beyondit the most beautiful and majestic structure in all the world, calledthe Peristyle, white as glistening marble, and surmounted by the
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THE MARLOWES FIRST DAY AT THE FAIR. 135 Quadriga. Through the white arches of the Peristyle and its proces-sion of heroic statues lay the Lake, blue as a June sky, and coveredwith boats, vessels, and steamers. Multiform and many-colored flagsbloomed like flowers over and against all these colossal walls of white.Congresses of statued heroes were here and there assembled in theniches of immortality. Overhead rose thewhite allegories of the elements, controlledand uncontrolled. Bands played. Tens ofthousands of people darkened the walks andavenues. There was happiness everywhere;continuance was all that was wanting. Thetrio stood there amazed, bewildered, andunable for a time to speak. Grandfather Marlowe was the first tobreak the silence. Let us go away, and find some littlecorner and die. That is how I feel. Let us sit down on the steps, said Mr.Marlowe, and thank God that we are alive. • Let us go into the Liberal Arts Build-ing, said young Ephraim. I have no wish to see any exhibi