The noise of all nations combined to form the din that kept Los Angeles awake last night.
The Indian war cry clashed with the wild Scotch pipe; there was the sound of brass, of reed and of string; the clap and clatter of bells; martial notes of the bugle, and the piercing shriek of tin horns.
The Yankee boys joy, the horse-fiddle, lent its rasp to the chaos of sounds and mixed in the discord of noise from a myriad of more modern torturers. Every instrument that could be made to shriek, to howl, to rasp, to whistle, sing tinkle or tintinnabulate was employed by the throng of many thousands that filled the streets. . . .
Thus did Los Angeles end the celebration of May day, the first day of La Fiesta de Los Angeles. . . .
It was only good-natured fun- making, the occasion being a license for acts that on any night but Fiesta would call for more than smiles. When a mans hat was knocked off, he . . . smiled and passed on. . . .
Or someone tickled his nose with a long feather while some one else poured confetti down his collar. Then another blew a blast from a fish horn in his ear . . . he joined in the fun, showered back the shimmering confetti, and blew his own fish horn. . . .
There was a band concert on the City Hall steps that could be heard quite distinctly by those who crowded directly in front, but half a block away the music was lost by the crash of many strange instruments.
On Broadway there was better chance to see and admire the brilliant electrical decorations of business blocks and streets. On Spring street the effect was lost in the
|struggle for a place on the walks to stand.
The crowd was as varied as the noises that it made a cosmopolite crowd. People of all ages, all stations and all nations comprised the throng. The Americas, Europe, Asia, Africa, the Antipodes and the islands of the north and south were represented.
Ebony-hued natives of the Congo country rubbed shoulders with yellow men from the Yang-Tse Kiang Valley, and pale sons of the north of Europe crowded the bronzed Mexicans and South Americans.
It was a thoroughly American crowd living to the letter the constitutional declaration that all men are born equal.
This was but the beginning, the first night. A doze of Bromo-Seltzer this morning, and Los Angeles will be ready for another day and night of play.
Confetti throwing and interfering with ladies on the street nearly caused a shooting scrape shortly after the ending of the show at the Los Angeles Theater last night.
As a consequence, the mayor at a late hour rescinded the permission given the public to use the stuff during the days of the Fiesta. Today and tomorrow the throwing of confetti will subject those doing it to arrest.
As Byron Erkenbrecher, vice-president of the Protective Savings Mutual Building and Loan Association, was walking with his wife . . . to the corner of Second and Spring streets to take a University car, they encountered a crowd of men and boys who had been
|particularly offensive to ladies throughout the entire evening.
One of these threw confetti at Mrs. Erkenbrecher and placed his hands upon her.
Although her husband is a man who is crippled, he struck the offender a blow on the chin which made a welt. . . . The man . . . attempted to hit Mr. Erkenbrecher, who thereupon drew a revolver and would have used it if some policemen who had been attracted by the big crowd . . . had not stopped him. . . .
[In another incident,] Detective Kelly at 11:50 oclock arrested Preston Galloway, whom he charged with battery.
This individual is alleged to have thrown confetti in a very
|offensive manner, confetti that had already been used and which he picked up from the sidewalk, in the face of Mrs. L.J. Christopher, wife of the South Spring Street confectioner.
Today the police will confiscate all canes having a cast-iron catch at the bottom which will hold 22-caliber cartridges. These implements are exceedingly dangerous.
One of these sticks, seized by an officer, accidentally dropped to the pavement at the Central Station last night. The cartridge, in exploding, blew the cast-iron holder into fragments, and they flew all around the hall.