An orchestral-like balustrade has been provided for the musicians.

The shareholders themselves will do their best to enliven the festivities with fiddles, flutes and bagpipes.

The guests are already appearing, singly and in groups, down through the machinery of the mill.
The men are all accompanied by their womenkind in gala costumes.
Before the appearance of Fatia Negra, mirth and uproar have full swing.
Everyone gives free course to his jollity till the chief comes whose black mask is sufficient to quiet everyone's good humour.
And to-day brings with it its own peculiar festivity.

After the great distribution of money, Fatia Negra will take the daughter of Onucz by the hand and plight his troth to her in front of a crucifix placed on a high pedestal.

The oath of betrothal will be an invention of Fatia Negra himself, filled with well assorted curses and promises.