The probability is that fowl of the! millions who will celebrate the festival are deeply versed in its lore. The feast is more than the fable, however, and the unlearned are always free—and probably very willing—to invent an agreeable tale in justification of this week end's lunar frivolity. So far the Moon can have no complaint against Modernisti. As in ancient days, so now, she will receive her due meed of incense and the courtesy of the nine ceremonial bows. To be strictly in keeping with tradition, the midnight atmosphere on Sunday should be very clear and the moon bright. Granted this boon, we may expect the devotees to do their part in being all merry and bright.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.