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melts indistinguishably into the greyer blue of the lake and 

 basin — is broken by the imposing pillared colonnade and the 

 magnificent arch of the Perestyle. At either end stands the 

 Music Hall and the Casino, disappearing in the soft misty 

 haze behind the stately corner pavilion of the Manufacturers' 

 Building on the north, and on the south partially hidden by 

 the graceful front of the Agricultural Building. Above the 

 dome of the latter the famous figure of Diana pirouettes with 

 the shifting wind. This statute, being of heroic proportions 

 and brilliantly gilded, is dazzlingly conspicuous amidst the 

 prevailing white and grey of the landscape. Here and there, 

 too, along the ornate fronts of these ivory palaces, are rich 

 warm frescoes, in mellow reds and yellows, painted under the 

 direction of Millet, the artistic magician of the World's Fair. 

 At the east end of the great basin stands French's grand 

 statute of the Republic, lifting her shapely length sixty feet 

 from the pedestal, towering ninety feet above the waters of 

 Lake Michigan. Opposite, and immediately in front of the 

 Administration Building, is the celebrated McMonnies foun- 

 tain, fast approaching completion. Columbia sits enthroned 

 in the barque of Progress, heralded by Fame, and rowed by 

 the genius of civilization, while Time, representing experience,, 

 keeps a firm steady hand on the tiller. It is a strikingly 

 beautiful and particularly spirited conception, the wind from 

 the lake seeming to rustle the snowy drapery of the forward 

 bent figures at the oars. 



To the right and left of this, workmen are toiling and 

 machines are whirring, within two balustraded semi-circles,, 

 building the electrical fountains. These will give the finishing 

 touch to the scene of enchantment, by throwing over it the 

 light that never was on land or sea. Over the great basin, 

 with its giant statutes and its encircling columns and palaces 

 of ivory and gold, will play these cloud-touching fountains of 

 myriad, ever varying hue, tinging them in turn with violet, 

 rose, blue, green, crimson, or the mingled tints of the m.ost 

 resplendent rainbow. 



There is no ground for the published report that Visitors to 

 the Fair are to be made the victims of exorbitant charges. 

 Competition will be so extensive and sharp as to prevent it. 

 One who climbs to the top of one of the Exposition buildings 

 and surveys the territory lying to the north, west and south 

 of Jackson Park, can easily believe this statement. There, 

 and indeed in all parts of the City, the amount of building 



