130 ROUND ABOUT CHICAGO 



are the occupants of the pony carts laboriously 

 urging on the long-suffering calico ponies that 

 are kept for hire. 



Up the west side of the park you go and down 

 the breezy boulevard into the Lake Shore drive. 

 If our megaphone man of the south parks were 

 here, he would not need to tell lies, so thickly 

 studded is it with the homes of wealthy and not- 

 able citizens. 



Full of memories, you are sped over Rush 

 street bridge, past the Fort Dearborn tablet, and 

 through River street back to the shopping dis- 

 trict. As you step out of the automobile you 

 look at your watch. You have been gone only 

 an hour ! But to the Chicago-born that hour can 

 be a life's reminiscence. 



