People's Pilot, Volume 2, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 April 1893 — The Chicago Fire. [ARTICLE]

The Chicago Fire.

The near approach of the World’s Pair awakens increased interest in Chicago and her remarkable history. Forty years ago, Chicago had but sixty brick buildings, twenty years ago, the city was in ashes; now she has the largest aggregation of splendid buildings to be found in any city in the world. The most thrilling and wonderful chapter in the city’s history is one telling of the great fire and subsequent rebuilding. It reads almost like a fairy story. The magnificient Cyclorama of the Chicago fire in that city, showing in a most surprising manner the city during the great fire, with its thousands of acres of red hot ruins, thousands more of a surging sea of flatne, and countless thousands of panic stricken people fleeing for their lives, is probably the most grand, awe inspiring, and realistic scene ever produced by man. The whole effect is greatly intensfied by the introduction of novel, mechanical and electrical devices, making the whole situation seem like reality. The remarkable exhibition is located upon Michigan ave., near Madison st., and will remain as a permanent attraction during the World’s Fair. Our readers should make a note of this great work and not fail to visit it.

The breaking up of the winter is the signal for the breaking up of the system. Nature is opening up the pores and throwing off refuse. DeWitt’s Sarsaparilla is of unquestionable assistance in this operation. A. F. Long & Co. Apology—We apologize for mistakes made in last week’s issue, and say they were inexcusable, as all an editor has to do is to hunt news and clean the rollers and set up type, sweep the floor, pen short items, fold papers, write wrappers, make the paste, mail the papers, talk to visitors, distribute the type, carry water, saw wood, read proofs, correct mistakes, hunt the shears to write editorials, dodge bills, dun the delinquents, take back talk from the whole force and tell subscribers we need money. They say we’ve no business to make mistakes while attending to these little matters, and getting our living on butterfly soup flavored with imagination, and wearing old shoes, no collars, a patch on our pantaloons, and obliged to smile when a man tells us our paper isn’t worth a cent, and that he could turn qut a better one with his eyes shut. This is our apoL ogy, and if we should happen to make an error in aqy future issue* we hope yoq will pardon us, —gmithviUe piftings,