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came no sound. It was indeed a deserted city.

Not for the Eyes of the People.

The beauty of the peerless landscape, with its bright green tapestry dotted with a million fair blossoms, was not for the eyes of the people. The lagoons and canals, unfretted by the wind, lay shining in the light, but no trim craft cut the water or glistening blade cast shimmering ropes of pearls above the placid waters. Within the vast structures, the storehouses of the wealth of many nations, wherein are shown the products of man's genius, a few workmen hammered away. The splendid exhibits were covered with canvas and no mortal eye gazed upon them. Two thousand guards patrolled the park under orders to use force if necessary to keep safely hid the treasures from many lands. And so throughout the livelong day all these beauties lay, as much buried from the sight of the people, whose brains and money made them possible, as though the earth had opened and swallowed them up.

Outside the guarded barricade there was another picture in strange contrast to the peaceful one within the forbidden grounds. From early morning until the sun went down the great thoroughfare leading by the western limits of the park and spanning the Midway plaisance was thronged with well-dressed and law-respecting men and women. Hundreds of thousands of people gazed during the day from the dusty roadway and ugly viaducts into the glittering city over against the blue of the rolling lake. On one side of them was an enchanted city given over to solitude. On the other was a horde of noisy and vulgar mountebanks shouting their worthless wares or urging the people to patronize their worse than bad entertainments. From the west came the shouts of drunken men and the clink of glasses. The saloons that line Lake avenue as well as those near to Stony Island avenue did a thriving trade all day long. The people had money to spend and they gave it to the fakir and the groggery keeper because they could not spend it within the gates of the fair. Every fakir reaped a harvest, while the only entertainment worth all that is paid to see it was unable to accomodate one-half the people who desired to witness it. That one exception was Buffalo Bill's splendid exhibition. At both the afternoon and evening performance the great grand stands were packed to their utmost limit. When the shows began standing room could not be secured at any price.

Record May 22

Saw the Wild West Show.

Buffalo Bill's amphitheater was packed the eaves. Among some of the distinguished people in the boxes were Gen. Nelson A. Miles, Senator Don Cameron, ex-Senator John Creighton of Omaha, Gov. Coslo and Signor Don Francisco Gallastegul of the state of Queretari, Mexico. and Miss Pauncefote, daughter of Sir Julian Pauncefote. When it came time for the ponies to buck they bucked so earnestly that the cowboys themselves became interested. Lee Martin was riding Blue Dog when the crazy broncho reared straight up on his hind legs and fell backward. The wiry cowboy managed to squirm out of the way unhurt, although half the people thought he was killed. A little later Geroge Johnson mounted Badger. The latter stood on his head a few times and then dashed wildly into the little platform raised in the center of the arena, smashing in one side of it. Johnson leaped just before the horse the boards and landed safely on top the platform, a feat not down in the bills. Then the crowd cheered for a full minute. Mr. Johnson was asked if it scared him. "Not on your life," he replied. "But if you give Badger six weeks of bunch grass this place wouldn't him."

Mr. Julian Hawthorne has been mightly impressed with Buffalo Bill's wild west show. At every performance during the last ten days the author-critic of Sag Hardbor might have been seen intently watching the maneuvers of the cowboys and Indians, and rapturously applauding Col. Cody's feats of equestrianism and marksmanship. Mr. Hawthorne's constant attendance at these shows has given a decided color of truth to the rumor that he is contemplating writing a realistic border novel with Buffalo Bill as the grand heroic central figure around whom the action of the tale is to revole.

ever debarred from the grounds. Before every gate or possible coign of vantage people clustered in groups, eager to obtain even a glimpse of that which is to them a forbidden land. They were no mere pleasure seekers, these men who rested toll-worn hands upon each other's shoulders in their endeavors to see. They had

no time to take a day from the week of work. Sunday only was theirs, and the White City was closed against them.

There were few threats, for an American crowd can suffer long in silence, but there was ominous discontent, and with it that to them unanswerable question, "Why?" The people seemed to feel their power, and that their numbers were a vast protest, but they waited and hoped. One man said the Fair would be open next week.

"Next week!" He was answered. "You bet it will be open next week. Look at that crowd. What the people want the people will get."

Excursionists Greatly Disappointed.

The crowd was composed half of excursionists from the country. They came on excursion trains from rural districts tributary to Chicago, lured in, it is said, by flaming railway advertisements. They expected the gates to be opened. They had their half dollars to pay admissions. Their jaws feel away down on their chests when they learned that they could only spend the day by patronizing the side shows and "lemo'" stands that were on exhibition out among the greens and early dog-fennell in blossom outside the fence. They put in the day trying to beat the games and buy out the stands.

The lumber of which the fences are built about the grounds of the World's Fair proper, as well as around the exhibit of Midway

out of its tiny hands as if to clutch it. A picture of Baby Ruth Cleveland was held out, and a sweet smile, one of those cherubic cheek-swellers, threw a glow over the face and the photo was a good one.

It was difficult to find beer for sale in the prohibition district, but industry was rewarded by those who felt they must have it.

Mingling with the crowds with hands in

pockets were many of Chicago's ablest detectives, as well as a large number of the veteran pickpockets of the city. Good, strong-armed men who makes a living by smiting people at the mouths of alleys, long-fingered persons who relieve the pockets of others of coin, porch-climbers, burglars, "fighters," biters, etc., were there too.

Dispatch May 22,

STILL IN THE LEAD.

Buffalo Bill's Great Wild West Show Attracts Nearly as Much Attention as the Big Fair.

Buffalo Bill's wild west show is becoming recognized just as important as the world fair itself to the thousands of visitors now the city, and few people will consider the visit complete until at least one trip has been made to the big ampitheater at Sixty-third street and Stony Island avenue. Though the performance is called a wild west show there is no more cosmopolitan aggregation in the country, with the possible exception of Midway plaisaince, than Buffalo Bill's torupe of rough riders. Indians, Assyrians, Cossacks, Mexicans and Arabians, as well as soldiers from France, Germany, Russia and England, combine in the enterrainment of thousands of visitors daily. Everything has been done on a most elaborate scale many new features introduced, and at the same time all the old features which captured the old world and have become household pictures in this country, have been retained. All this has cost a marvelous outlay of money, but the vast crowds that attend the daily performance show that the money has been well invested.

Mail May 95,

A queer incident took place yesterday in the rotunda of the administration building. Col. Cody's Sioux chieftains, headed by Col. Burke, had halted for a few minutes to admire the beauties of its great inner dome. They were gaudily dressed up, their faces besmeared with ochre and red paint; eagle feathers stuck out from their head dress, and heads covered up half of their naked shoulders. Although themselves overserving the beauties of that place, they were without doubt the observed of all obeservers.

Twso middle-aged men who stood off in a corner of one of the pavilions, and whose general appearance confessed the Briton in them, had been observing the redskins intently for some minutes. Indeed one of them had made a move as if to go to the group of dusky bravos. Suddenly, as if impelled by some unknown force which he could not resist, he rushed forward and, touching one of the painted Indians on the shoulder, remarked in a voice loud enough for any one to hear.

" 'Pon me word, but this is me hold friend, Rain-in-the-Face."

The Indian thus addressed turned half-way round and gave ejaculation to a robust, if somewhat guttural, "Ugh."

"I soy, hold fellow, you surely must remember me. Hi'm Musgrove - hold Mussie, 'im as took you fox 'unting in hold Chesire, don't you know."

The Indian's eyes dilated, a flash of recognition shot through them, he showed his white teeth, and with many satisfactory grunts threw his arms around the Briton's waist and actually danced him a measure there on the mosaic floor. Then he took him to Col. Burke, introduced him, and when the little band started to go out the Englishman and American Indian went away arm in arm.

"I have seen many strange sights out west," remarked the commissioner from North Dakota, who happened to be present when this little incident took place, "but this is certainly more than I had ever anticipated, and the Columbian exposition is the only place wehre such a thing was possible."

as gracefully as if he had descended from the Castilians instead of the Corkonians.

An attache of the show ran out into the arena and told Miss Oakley that the guests had arrived. The pretty little Ohio girl at once ceased her wonderful destruction of glass balls and, facing the grand stand, held her wonderful destruction of glass balls and, facing the grand stand, held her rifle at a "present arms" until the guests were seated, when she resumed her part of the programme.

The duke was greeted with a genuine American welcome when he entered the grand stand, and after taking his seat he arose in response to the applause of the people and bowed to the enthusiastic audience. While he was making his acknowledgments a remarkable scene took place. Bearing an enormous bunch of roses, little Johnny Burke No-Heck, accompanied by Chief No-Neck's squaw, came to the box and presented the flowers to the duke and duchess. Here was a tribute from the original inhabitant of America to the lineal descendents of the man who discovered the country.

Through the entire performance there were evidences of the greates of good feeling on the part of the crowd. Whenever some particular feat of daring horsemanship was accomplished, the local crowd paused in its applause to see how the foriegn guests appreciated the act. Never did the cowboys show more skill and daring in their equestrianism, each as he concluded his part of the program gave a chivalrous, if not in all cases graceful, salute while galloping by the box occupied by the duke.

When the display of cavalry came on the crow went wild. Naval officers in the boxes led the applause as the particular colors under which they sail were borne past at the head of a galloping troop of cavalry. When the troop from the Sixth cavalry came by, riding their gray horses as if they were proud of being soldiers of the United States army, the crowd gave them a hearty reception, which developed into a roar of applause when the colorbearer dipped "Old Glory" in deference to the presene of the duke.

When the scene in which the overland coach is robbed was brought on the two nephews of the Duke were escorted from their box by Major Burke and given seats in the coach.

The guests of the day expressed a desire to meet Colonel Cody, and when he had finished his act of breaking glass balls with a rifle while riding at a full gallop he sprang from his horse in front of the grand stand, and a moment later, clad in his beaded suit of buckskin, sombero in hand stood in the box occupied by the duke and duchess and was presented to the party.

More than 2,000 people were turned away from the gates. The entire attendance was 18,137 not the full capacity of the grounds, but the management sacrificed financial considerations rather than to allow the stand to be uncomfortably crowded.

Nearly all of the well-known actors and actresses now playing engagements in the city were present, including Rose and Charles Coghlan. Some one had been explaining the situation to the visitors during the performance, and when Colonel Cody called on the duke the latter expressed his surprise that so remarkable a change could be offected in a band of Indians which two years ago were painted devils on the warpath, and he congratulated the showman upon the success of his undertaking, the civilization of the American Indian while using him to entertain the white population.

A large number of well-known army officers attended the performance, among whom were officers who have made good records in Wild West shows held on the native soil of the Sioux - for instance, Lieutenant "Pansy" Brewer, of the famous fighting Seventh cavalry, and Lieutenant Preston, who rode a historical ride in bringing the report from the battle ground of Wounded Knee.