The amphitheatre rose in the center, an opalescent yellow;
the boulevards spaced with trees, stretched out in radiating lines from
it, defined by the blue lines of ornamental metal pillars which held the
lamps; from point to point, piercing the air from the shady peaks or
squares shot up also the needles of metal holding the curious electric
globes, while at regular intervals blue domes like gigantic azure
bubbles interrupted the streets of square and colonnaded houses, that
began around the amphitheatre, with pale saffron tones, and grew in
intensity until the edges of the huge populous ellipse were laid like a
deep orange rim upon the green country side. The light falling upon this
reflected, refracted and dispersed, seemed to convert it into a liquid
and faintly throbbing lake of color, cut up into segments by the dark
lanes or streets of trees.
"And this was to be crushed and crumbled to the ground. The houses and
all the constructions are built of glass bricks laid in courses, as with
you on the earth, a soluble glass forming the cement that holds them in
contact and together. The huge glass factories making this formed a
black circle in one part of the City.
"It was now day, and the meteoric nebula was invisible. All day the
people came crowding to the hills. At last, as we gazed in bewildered
admiration at the strange multitudes about us, the sound of distant
music, the organ-like swell of a titanic chorus approaching was heard.
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