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Show NEW AND FINE LIGHT. The paltnrooin, after the harsh March wind and tho dust clouds, was like a wooiiI't' I night in the tropics. A peculiar illumination, a vitrwiuA frtf-nifVi-bhw, gave everything r. charm and mystery. "It is like the light under the sea," ikiiI n yirl in vfllow. "It i likf moonlight," mKl a nwtion in tibial, and whitv. "Whet is tU emi'-v of this strange and beautiful light?" tint Lost inquired in-quired of th iwrvnnt rha brought the conVc. "That thorw is tho new kind of electric liht, sir," the man answered. an-swered. "The facade of tho opera in Pnris is lit up with it. They have it in tlw; foyer of the Hit'. It is the coinin' thing. "It's n light in n glass tube a yard long, sir. This glass tube is irridcbccnt nil over. It throws in all directions its soft, blue-green rays which can't he told, sir, from the finest tpiality of moonlight. "It's scientific name I don't know, but this here light in n long glass tribe is tho cotnin' thing, they tell me, in decorative illumination, sir." |
