And over all—a curious, pleasing feature of the hour—wheeled hundreds
of white gulls, visitors from the great lake just outside, whose
peculiar wild cries blended with the human acclamations.
The President had spoken, and had opened the Exposition. The brief
ceremonies were over, and the mighty concourse in Administration
Square melted away, in streamlets and groups, for a day of
sight-seeing in the grounds.
Many made their way to the Manufactures Building, to behold the
largest edifice in the world, and also in the hope of gaining another
glimpse of the President and Cabinet, who were soon to proceed
thither in company with the Duke of Veragua, a direct descendant, in
the eleventh generation, of Christopher Columbus.
Almost as many more turned toward Machinery Hall, to see the huge
engines and dynamos which had been so recently set in motion. The
rest distributed themselves in many directions through the grounds.
Then indeed it was apparent that half a million of people may be
present at the Exposition without crowding or mutual inconvenience.
From many points of view, in fact, no one would now have suspected
that an unusual number of visitors were on the grounds. The great
squares, plazas, avenues, courts, and interspaces swallowed them up,
and if one may use the expression, gaped for more.
Eighty thousand may visit the Manufactures Building at one time.
Agricultural Building has room for thirty thousand, Machinery Hall
for as many more, and so on of all the other great structures. A
million of people may be present at the Fair on a single day without
serious obstruction to sight-seeing.
The four hundred thousand or more who attended the May-day opening
were a remarkably quiet and orderly assemblage. Very few dissensions
or disturbances of any kind occurred. Few rogues were present, so far
as known; if present, they contented themselves with sight-seeing.
But one pickpocket attempted to ply his vocation, and he was detected
in the act.
After the opening exercises, the great assemblage gave an observer
the impression of being unusually silent, as if awed by the grandeur
and magnitude of the buildings. On every hand people were seen to be
gazing in absorbed contemplation. Foreigners present remarked this
silence of the people with surprise, it was so unlike the vivacious
chatter of a European crowd. Americans are unemotional, irresponsive,
stupid, they exclaimed.
They failed to understand the American type of mind. Our people were
beholding, intelligently comparing, estimating, _thinking_; and one
who really thinks is not apt to chatter. These silent gazers were
taking in the height, breadth, beauty, and magnificent variety of the
great Exposition,—taking it in and storing it away for future use.
[Illustration: MACHINERY HALL.]
[Illustration: PORT OF CHICAGO.]
CHAPTER III.
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