The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, July 16, 1899, Page 21

on of genil but no Aladdin Ho Yow, Con- rial Chinese n that ef- ion and made He rubbed no id his countryman but he did the must do in century to He put *h would a man of t merely That w but the re- s far as as 1t n tales of his w had not might sup- ial falsetto. ¥ they are taught to look upon a procession as the one evidence of mundane magnificence. They are born, and there is-a proceas GORIDEYY {8 anoth other—tk rlendor ¢ depending en- upon the worldly wealth of the n honored by it. On the f t days he lanterns and the boats and the flowers there are proces there are ons for the gods and pre sions for the d of which there unnumbered legions in China; the r ver giving processi every i & big or little, happens a LAY his proces- sion, and the Chinese who is not a part ot it manages, at least a spectator, to keep up v All this train E 3: le love f pageantry the local Chinese were induced by th Consul General to combine to malk showing in the Fourth of July pre sion. word among the merchants of China- rious assoclations that a good received i v jumped at t work with a e to do like- eded their say it is will not ly dazed paled into everything spectators 155 of sol- ted bands, ed and non- : squeakings T Chinese clarinets ; prepared to have their teeth > with the sound and their ht of a non- y » spectators. Once again ; were on the qui vive, as when the sad of the parade hove into sight. A ation in color and glory had sud- t upon their vision, the work n Ho Yow. Stalwart bear- arrying a gorgeous silken carpet, the native sons in costly blue and pleasing violet, in gorgeous cap and buskin. N came, still more gaily clad dignitaries on horseback, follow- iiL~ long dragon flags, then others and ¢ ; groups of soldiers, f ru , floats railed in with ¥ vings of ebony and {ivory, upon which were the baby flowers of Chinese amilies, arrayed in holiday garb of g richness. More war- riors with pets, mor ast, then came the fant A ' actors and Shintu prie 5 lanquins, with coolies stagge: ler the weight of portable shrines: more bands, more warriors and then the great dragon, rampant, writhing, menacing, like one of those figur t mark the end of a highly illu ted novel It, too, marked the end of a gorgeous moving tale. And so the Chinese procession o: Taceopic beauty—p: ry as the most wonderful pa-