The Argosy — page 399: what you’re looking at

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The First Industrial Exhabition. 381 to be held then, will testify all that emulation can do in stimulating a free people, friendly to the industrial arts.” During the Exhibition, which lasted thirteen days, the porticos were illuminated, orchestral concerts were given, and the period was one of prolonged gala. Now we come to a very interesting record: that of the awards. We read of no medals being given, only honourable mention. On the 29 Vendémiaire (October 20) the jury selected the following exhibitors as deserving approval. Erard, Paris, for improvements in the harp. Léonard, Lyons, for wall papers imitating muslin. Argand and Montgolfier, Paris, for hydraulic machine. William Robinson, for a spinning machine. Whether this English exhibitor was a resident in Paris or not is not stated. Most likely he lived in France, as an international com- petition was impracticable in the state of Europe. Five other names occur, all of Parisian manufacturers.and artizans, the inventions being respectively in printing, watchmaking, and stuffs made from horsehair and vegetable fibre. Industrial exhibitions . were held on a much larger scale in 1801, 1802, and 1806. Two were held in the reign of Louis XVIII., one under Charles X., and three under Louis Philippe, namely, in 1834, 1839, 1844. The Prince Consort revived the idea, and the after history of these colossal gatherings of all nations is familiar to all. — 6S nto CHANGED! THE sunshine glimmers across the street, The children sport in the summer rain ; It was all just so, in the Long Ago, But the days that were do not come again! Because there’s a voice that I never hear, Because there’s a face that I never see; The sun may shine on the same old world, Yet oh, it’s a different world to me! And I have no grave that I had not then, There’s nobody gone across the sea; But I scarcely smile, and I never sing, And nothing is as it used to be. Yes, it’s a different world to me, So little changed—yet so hard to bear ; And some see the face that I never see, And hear the voice that I never hear !— I. F, M. ———— ECOMicbooolkxs.com