Aside from the work of Mr. Reid, Edward Simmons
has done two large frieze panels of great beauty, Frank
Vincent Du Mond, two others, Childe Hassam, a lunette
in most exquisite tones, and William de Leftwich Dodge,
Milton H. Bancroft and Charles Holloway, other can-
vases, so that, the finished exposition will be fairly jew-
eled with mural paintings.

It is hard to write about expositions and mural paint-
ings, without seeming to infringe upon the prerogatives
of Baedeker, and it is particularly difficult to do so if one
has happened to be shown about by a professional
shower-about of the singularly voluble type we encoun-
tered at the Exposition.

To the reader who has followed my companion and
me in our peregrinations, now drawing to a close, it will
be unnecessary to say that by the time we reached the
Pacific Coast, we believed we had encountered every kind
of "booster" that creeps, crawls, walks, crows, cries,
bellows, barks or brays.

But we had not. It remained for the San Francisco
Exposition to show us a new specimen, the most amaz-
ing, the most appalling, the most, unbelievable of all: the
booster who talks like a book.

It was on the day before we left for home that we were
delivered up to him. We had been keeping late hours,
and were tired in a happy, drowsy sort of way, so that
the prospect of being wafted through the morning sun-
shine to the exposition grounds, in an open automobile,
and cruising about, among the buildings, without alight-

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