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PHILADELPHIA, JUNE 21, 1804.
GOOD BYE.
TN (lie beautiful fairy tale of “Cinderella”
the heroine agrees to disappear when the
hand of the clock points to the magical number
of twelve, and no matter what her occupation
or where she may be at that hour, she returns
to the humble position she had formerly occu
pied. As we all know, the hour arrives when
the ball is at its height, when the music and
the dance have not begun to flag, and all is
“ merry as a marriage bell.” Her fate, how
ever, is inexorable. Our own case is very
like that of Cinderella. We contracted with
our subscribers for twelve papers, and all the
machinery which it has been found necessary
to set in operation to perform our contract has
been wound up to run twelve days and no
longer. Our allotted time has expired, and
though the Fair goes on, and the fun and
frolic is continued, we must leave our exalted
position and return to those from which our
good godmother, the Executive Committee,
first took us. Hereafter, then, gentle reader,
be your wares ever so attractive, be your
jokes ever so good, we will not be present to
chronicle them. As, however, after the disap
pearance of Cinderella a certain glass slipper
gave evidence of her former state, so our sub
scribers will some day receive q supplemental
number, which will serve to recall our exist
ence. In this will be found, among other
things, the names of those active in securing
us subscribers, who shall receive that full
meed of credit to which their valuable assist
ance entitles them. They were our best friends.
During our short career we have met with
a success hitherto unprecedented in Fair news
papers. Our subscription list was originally
very large, and has increased daily ; so much,
in fact, as to require several of our earlier
numbers to be reprinted. We have spoken
upon former occasions of the embarrassments
brought upon us by our large circulation; we
shall not reiterate them; we will only say
that every one who has subscribed to the pa
per is, of course, entitled to have all the num
bers, and we are determined that they shall
have them, if, to use the phrase of General
Grant, it takes us all summer to effect it.
We have endeavored to make the paper a
chronicle of the Fair; a history of other
Fairs, and concisely to give some idea of the
workings of the Commission itself. At the
present moment, when we hear of nothing but
I airs, this is neither a new nor a lively topic,
and may have appeared to some rather dull,
but in a few days every vestige of our Fair
will disappear, the Fair movement will go in
Our Daily Pare.
some other direction, and the Sanitary quietly
resume its functions. We think then that the
interest of our paper will increase, and the
serious parts of it attract the attention which
we suppose they deserve. Be it good or bad,
however, it is now past remedy. Its short
life has closed, and if we have no cause of
pride, we, at least, have great reason for grati
tude for tha very liberal support we have re
ceived, and which has already added over five
thousand dollars to the Treasury of (lie Sani
tary Commission, and also for the forbearance
and patience exercised by those who have not
received their paper as promptly as was their
due. With kind feelings to each and all, we
once more say “ Good bye!”
THE INDIAN EXHIBITIONS.
Almost the only romantic incident of Ameri
can history, certainly the most interesting, is
the resoue of Captain John Smith by the In
dian princess Pocahontas. At the request
of several of our citizens, the indefatigable
gentleman having charge of the Indian Ex
hibition has succeeded in producing this beau
tiful incident of savage life in all its details.
The council-fire of the braves, the spirited
harangue, delivered with all the characteristic
energy of the Indian nature, the fatal decision,
the victim dragged to execution, the whole
band dancing and screaming in anticipation
of his fate, are all most accurately presented.
As the weapon is raised to destroy Captain
Smith, the beautiful Pocahontas rushes in,
and by her influence, saves his life.
The exhibition of course includes other novel
and interesting peculiarities of savage life, and
is one of the most agreeable features of the
Fair. It will be long before the public will
again have an opportunity of seeing so fine a
body of savages, and so well conducted an en
tertainment. It is open twice during the day,
and twice during the evening.
THANKS.
In dosing up accounts in the terminal num
ber of Our Daily Fare we feel it to he due to
the printers, Messrs. Ringwalt & Brown, No.
11l & 113 South Fourth street, their foremen,
compositors and pressmen, for the beautiful
style in which the paper has been delivered
from the press. We venture to say that no
journal with a daily issue of over ten thousand
copies, ever published in this country, equals
it in typographical appearance.
The paper upon which it is printed, pur
chased of Jessup & Moore, is deserving of
equal praise. The best skill of the printer is
lost when the paper falls below the standard
necessary for a dear and beautiful impression.
According to Dr. Abernetht, all human
maladies arise from two causes—stuffing and
fretting.
THE GABIBALDI DAGGEB.
The Garibaldi dagger, which is sent by the
Metropolitan Fair to the Great Central Fair—
as in olden times they passed the sword from
hand to hand that each loyal Knight might
swear anew his allegiance to the Holy Cause—
was given by the great Garibaldi to Mr. Joseph
Antoni of Turin. That gentleman, wishing
to send what he valued most to the cause of
American Unity, asked permission of Gari
baldi to send this dagger, engraved with his
own hand, and marked in ink by himself—this
dagger, worn by Garibaldi in most of his
famous battles—this dagger, which formed
part of the humble red-shirt and round-cap
uniform (probably the most famous dress of
modern times) —this dagger now remains to
be seen and “ allotted” by our loyal citizens.
Would it be improper to suggest that as so few
names have been subscribed thus far it should
be bought by subscription to be given to Gen.
Grant. It is already marked “G. G.,” and it
would thus pass from the hand of one noble
soldier to that of another.
Could we not add a verse to the beautiful
poem in “ Punch,” which describes the three
queens—Rome, Naples and London—laying
their crowns at the feet of Garibaldi ? Could
we not add that the Queen of the Starry
Crown—she of the West—now looking down
mournfully on her struggling sons—that she
is proud to claim Garibaldi as one of her
adopted children, as he proudly calls her “ his
adopted country.”
Does he not rank next her own immortal
son ? And is the name of Washington not
followed closely by that of Garibaldi ?
TO OUB FATBONB.
The generous patrons in this city and in the
country who were active in getting subscribers
for Our Daily Fare, will confer an additional
favor by sending to George W. Childs, 628
and 630 Chestnut street, their names and the
number of subscribers furnished by each, for
publication in our Supplemental number. We
desire to award them, each and all, the credit
for our success to which they are eminently
entitled.
TO COMMITTEES.
The different Committees and their aids will
confer a favor by sending to the table of Our
Daily Fare any badges they may have which
are not needed. It is desired to collect a
sample of all the badges used in the Fair.
THE UTHOGBAPH OF THE FAIB BUILD-
This beautiful work of art, and permanent
memorial of the Fair, —printed in eight colors,
—will be forwarded to any address, free of
postage, on the receipt of two dollars.