Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1885-08-10

ito brilliant light upon the dark corners aud
oil over the city il revealed the presence
Of hundreds ofhastily- made reviewing stands
from which the great procession could be
seen at prices ranging all the way from $40
10 SIS a head, the observance, too, had not
been idle. On the front of many q great
warehouse were displayed emblems Of
mourning which were not to be seen the
night before. The reviewing stands were
located in all sorts of places. Nearly every
empty stand along the route had been COB
bled up By the spectators. Some of these
were rented outright while others contained
numbered seats to be had at the small sum
CT IS each.
The Specializing Fever
even got hold of neWsooys, several of whom
stuck notices in their chairs to the effect
that seats from which to view the parade
could be procured. When al length the
bonds OF the great clock of Trinity church
approached the hour of 9. Broadway pre-
stnIed sn immense spectacle. As
far as the eyes could reach the
sidewalks were thronged with people. Every
rain and every steamer poured It's load into
tie great artery of travel. Brown faces
from the country, white faces from the city
counting rooms and Offices, and dirty faces
from the tenant districts were in the crowd;
rich and poor, rogue and rascal, dignitsries
and nonenities jostled each other on the
cubstones and sidewalks. Everybody
seemed to be good nstured and took the
josting and ~jammings as a matter of course.
The Immense Crowd.
The police tried to keep the people off the
street but it was hard work. There were
more who wanted to pass along the walks
than there was width Of passage to contain
them. Madison square was long sstir, and
troops OF sightseers were trailing up Twenty
third street as early as hslf.psst seven
o'clock, when an officer on horseback
dashed up to the ladies' entrance of the
Fifth Avenue Hotel and, d~ismounting, 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. Hancock's staff. He was
followed shortly by a wild looking gentle
man in military uniform who proved to be the
marshall of the presidential and guberna-
torial carriage party, Lieutenant Colonel
Gillespie. The appearance attracted an
| enormous crowd to the draped entrance to
the hotel on Twentythird street, aud the
| police were soon called upon TO clear the
! sidewalk. The crowd then surged around
I toward the mail postal Of the hotel, which
| shortly became impossible. Inside an in
| c~reasing throng of gold laced and uniformed
men blocked every hall and corridor. In
the main hall
General Sherman,
tall, erect and smoking a big cigar was the
centre of an admiring throng. He stood in
a group of naval officers chatting pleasantly
with old friends. The party were all in full
uniform, and attracted universal attention
that tagged only for a moment when a 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 all was stir and hustle.
While the President and his Cabinet Minis,
tiers we're 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 parIor of
the laGifs' parlor, facing the square, a
group OF serious men, most OF them gray
haired and old, but nearly all erect and Of
vigorous physique, we're putting on broad
silken sashes Of white and black. They
were
The Pail Bearers
and they we're a striking group. Camera
Sherman, summoned up from his friendly
confab below, respondent in military tog-
gerry, stood in friendly conversation with a
tall man in whose white mustache and chin
beard and soldierly bearing one recognized
a. q glance the gallant Confederate, Gen
eral Buckner, from whom Grant wrested his
first 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 q striking contrast to the
~leonine name and fierce black mustache Of
General Logan, with whom he was talking,
was the famous General Joe Johnston,
the bravest of the brave who succumbed 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 a pail bearer in place
of Admiral Rowan. At half-past eight
o'clock Col. Hodges summoned the pail
bearers TO their carriages. The Presidents
carriage, drawn by six horses, was called up
to the door next but it had fully an hour
to wait.
The President
had sienifed his intention OF riding with
Secretary Bayard. He was al that time,
having finished his breakfast quietly con-
v~ersing in his parlors on the third floor, with
ex-Governors Cornell and Robinson, who
had called. In anticipation of his coming
out an enormous crowd, which the police
found it difficult to manage. gathored op::
posite the hotel entrance, on Twenty'third
street, and the yells Of ""Here they come
went up every time a delegation of Grand
Army veterans, a Gubernstorial delegation
or a Committee of State delegates, who
burrowed in the big hotel, apparently in
countless numbers, anne out. The Grant
family were quietly gathered in their parlors
overlooking the square and strangers were
rigidlv excluded from the hall Leading
to their rooms. Mrs. Grant had not arrived
and il was announced that she would not
attend The funeral but had concluded to
stay at Mt. McGregor. She was represent
ed by DR.. Newman to be still weak and i'll,
though not confined to her bed. The party
gathered at the hotel ready TO take car
riages Tor their position in the parade when
the column should have advanced so far as
TO permit their carriages to fall in linz from
the hotel.
The Family.
Colonel and Mrs. Fred D. Grant, Mrs.
sartoris, Mr.. and Mrs. |. 5. Grant, Jr.,
Mr.. and Mrs. Jesse Grant, Mrs. Crsmer,
Mrs. Dent. Miss Cramer, General Creswell,
Mr.. Stephen L. Moriarity, Senior Romero
and Mr.. W. j. Arkell. The members Of
the party who from time to time appeared
at the windows as the head OF the column
began to move up past the hotel, the bands
PLAYING as the passed, were the object OF