out in travertine, fountains and illuminations.

This court certainly shows the most marked originality in the
architectural line at the Exposition. It is the conception of a man of
rare invention, imagination, and marked poetic feeling. It is surely the
last word in stucco. Everybody loves this Court of the Ages, and
everybody wishes that we could have something permanent like it
somewhere - perhaps in San Francisco. We shall all be loath to part with
in when the two hundred and eighty-eight days are gone.

The arches of perfect proportions are allowed two swinging fairy
lanterns apiece - a soft glow coming from them.

In the corridors are globes which at night look like lambent moonstones,
casting soft light.

Walk down the corridors (not noticing the glorious murals at the ends)
to observe the fine manipulation of color.

Notice that the usual pink of the walls has here a deeper tone - a
terra-cotta warmth added, making a most wonderful combination with the
blue vault above. The arches are of smoked ivory. Your eye catches a
line of cerulean blue at your side, and up you follow the blue, until it
gains its fullest expression in the square area of the groined vaulting.
Notice how bands of smoked ivory play the part of transverse arches. It
is so very beautiful here.

The murals in this corridor are more wonderful than words can tell. They
are by Frank Brangwyn of London, and represent Earth, Air, Water, Fire.