Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-08-09
w. VA" SUNDAY MORNING. AUG

O'Clock, when an officer on horseback
dashed up to the ladies entrance Of the
Fifth Avenue Hotel and, dismounting, took
his stand at the door. The pearl gray sash,
denoting an aide of Gen. Hancock, was
across his breast. The officer was Colonel
Hedges Of Gen. Hancocks staff BE was
followed shortly by wild looking gentle
man in military uniform who proved TO be the
marshall of the presidential and guberna-
tofial carriage party, Lieutenant Colonel
Gillespie. The appearance attracted an
enormous crowd to the draped entrance to
the hctel on Twenty-third street, and the
police were soon called upon to clear the
sidewalk The crowd then surged around
toward the mail postal of the hotel, which
shortly became impossible. Inside an in
creasing throng Of gold laced and uniformed
men blocked every hall and corridor. In
the main hall
General Sherman,
tall erect and smoking big cigar was the
centre of an admiring throng. BE stood IN
o group of naval officers chatting pleasantly
with old friends. The party were all in full
Uniform, and attracted universal attention
that tagged only for moment when q file
of attendants of the Japanese minister en-
tered. The big marble hall was completely
choked with humanity long before s
O'Clock. In the big parlors up
stairs ell was stir and hustle:
While the President and his Cabinet Minis
| tera were at breakfast in one end of the
building and the Grant family quietly pre-
pairing for the pageant at the other end,
committees, organizations and delegations
were gathering and getting ready here, there
and everywhere. In a quiet little parlor Oh
the ladies parlor, facing the square, q
| group OF serious men, most OF them gray
haired and old, but nearly all erect and of
vigorous physique, were putting on broad
silken sashes of white and black. They
were
The Pail Bearers
and they were striking group. Genera
Sherman, summoned up from his friendly
confab below, resplendent in military tog-
gerry, stood in friendly conversation with a
| tall man in whose white mustache and chin
beard and soldierly bearing one recognized
at q glance the gallant Confederate, Cen
eral Buckner, from whom Grant wrested his
frat hard won laurels at Fort Donelson.
General Buckner was in ordinary black
citizens dress. A smaller man, similarly
attired, at the other end Of the room, whose
gray hair formed striking contrast to the
leonine name and fierce black mustache OF
General Logan, With whom he was talking
was the famousl General Joe Johnston,
the bravest of the brave who succumoed to
Gen. Grants sword Hamilton Fish Was not
among the pail bearers. He was sick, and
the President had appointed a. j. Drexel,
| of Philadelphia, in his stead. At the last
moment it was said that Admiral Worden
had been appointed pail bearer in place
of Admiral Rowan. AT halfpast eight
o'clock Col. Hodges summoned the pail
bearers to their carriages. The Presidents s
csrriage, drawn by six horses was called up
to the door next, but it had fully an hour
to wait
The President
had sisni6ed his intention OF riding with
Secretary Bayard He was at that time,
having finished bis breakfast quietly con
versing in his psrlors on the third floor, with
| ex-Governors Cornell ard Robinson, who
had called, In anticipation of his coming
out an enormous crogd, which the police
found il difficult to manage Gathered ocp
posite tie hotel entrance, on Twenty'thircS
street, and the yells Of Here they come
went up every time delegation OF Crane