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and the dates had to be spread over the Fair Season! 
Such was the story; I do not vouch for its accu- 
racy, and simply give it as I heard it, with. the 
addendum that not once during May or June can I 
charge my memory with having seen the Curagoa Court 
open. Trinidad had separate forestry and horticultural 
exhibits, in addition to her showing under the same roof 
as ourselves. Mr. QUELCH told me he had been much 
pressed in the installation period to split up his exhibit, 
that is to say, to send his mineral colle€tion to the 
Mining Building, and his woods to the Forestry Building, 
while the Women’s Department cast covetous eyes on his 
rich samples of our Portuguese ladies’ art needlework. 
But he resisted all temptations and all persuasions, with 
the result that, save and except the ethnological depart- 
ment and a batteau or two in Transportation Building, we 
retained “all our eggs in one basket,” and beat the 
West Indies in regard to the comprehensiveness of our 
display. The B. G. Court was a veritable little museum, 
and its popularity and notoriety were unquestionable, 
the urbanity of the Commissioner contributing very largely 
to the attractiveness of our seétion among the Fair 
visitors. Mr. QUELCH was a persona grata all round— 
with the World’s Fair officials, with his brother Commis- 
sioners whether from foreign parts or the United States 
itself, with the Chicago Press, and with the public. In 
this statement, I feel certain all the Guianese who visited 
the Fair will concur, and justice demands that it should 
be recorded in the pages of Zimehri. But my task is 
not that of “ booming” either an individual or an exhibit, 
and | must get back to a reminiscent strain. Not being 
a sugar or rum expert, I cannot “talk shop” about such 
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