| 115A very pretty accident gave an unexpected
American tinge to the climax of the interest-
ing ceremonies. Cody's Indians were per-
mitted to go upon the highest balcony of the
administration building where they might see
the flags run up. By an un-
intentional gauge of time that seemed strategic
just as the machinery began to roar, the
whistles blow and the magnificent chorus in-
tone "My Country, 'Tis of Thee," these Indians
in their resplendent war-paint, gorgeous neck-
lets and representative American savagery ap-
peared on the north abutment of
the building, a blazing line of char-
acter moving along with high, flaunting
crests of feathers and flaming blankets which
stood out against the gleaming white of the
staff dome like a rainbow cleft into remem-
brances of a lost, primitive glory. Nothing in
the day's occurrences appealed to sympathetic
patriotism so much as this fallen majesty
slowly filing out of sight as the flags of all na-
tions swept satin kisses through the air, waving
congratulation to cultured achievement and
submissive admiration to a new world. | 115A very pretty accident gave an unexpected
American tinge to the climax of the interest-
ing ceremonies. Cody's Indians were per-
mitted to go upon the highest balcony of the
administration building where they might see
the flags run up. By an un-
intentional gauge of time that seemed strategic
just as the machinery began to roar, the
whistles blow and the magnificent chorus in-
tone "My Country, 'Tis of Thee," these Indians
in their resplendent war-paint, gorgeous neck-
lets and representative American savagery ap-
peared on the north abutment of
the building, a blazing line of char-
acter moving along with high, flaunting
crests of feathers and flaming blankets which
stood out against the gleaming white of the
staff dome like a rainbow cleft into remem-
brances of a lost, primitive glory. Nothing in
the day's occurrences appealed to sympathetic
patriotism so much as this fallen majesty
slowly filing out of sight as the flags of all na-
tions swept satin kisses through the air, waving
congratulation to cultured achievement and
submissive admiration to a new world. |
