Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1897-07-24

to the ground. But as each leaf is put
forth, little coils of vegetable thread
are wound around and around, so that,
when the tree reaches the height OF
from two feet to 30 feet it presents
the appearance of having been wound
about by human hands. That was the
most striking thing in the botanical gar.
dens, but there were many other Won
derful things seen there in the course
of half an hour.
The next day was Wednesday. The
first thing done was to take the cleo
trio cars, go careering across the cele.
brated Long bridge, and stop at Arling-
ton national cemetery. There is the
former home of Gen. Robert E. Lee
and around about ii skilled landscape
gardeners have beau ified the last rest.
ing places of $4,000 uniln soldiers. There
are monuments to generals. colonels
captains, lieutenants, and also to pri.
vate soldiers. In front of the old man.
! sion, overlooking the national capital
IS a splendid monument of Gen. Phil
| Sheridan, with his likeness in bronze
Ii took nearly all morning to see Ar
| lington, and then return to the hotel
for dinner.
In the afternoon there was a trip to
the bureau of engraving and printing,
the place where all our paper money
and all of our postage stamps are print
ed. 1t is a wonderful workshop; but
everything is so barred off that it is
difficult to see much of the workings of
| the bureau. The workingmen and the
women are all barred in, and the pub
| lie barred out, because there are mil
lions upon millions of dollars in money
right there all the time.
AT three o'clock in the afternoon, the
president gave public reception, and
our editorial brother went there. 1t
was great sight. He was ushered into
| the east room, and there were about 300
people awaiting an opportunity to
shake hands with the president. 1t was
! Is minutes after three o'clock when the
president appeared, and took his place
at The door leading out into the cor
ridor. The crowd filed past him, one at
a time, in single file, and he took the
hand of each caller. bowed and passed
him on to the hall. 1t was all over in
ten minutes, and the president went
back to his public duties. But he can
now say to his associates as he takes
up his pen to write: This is the hand
that shook the hand of William Nc
Kinley." Very few people, compara-
lively speaking, ever have an oppor-
tunity to see one of our presidents,
much less to see him face to face, and
clasp his hand.
The day was waning, but it had been
well spent. The editor then entered
an open coupe, and was driven out over
the hills of northwest Washington to
the soldiers home; that comfortable
retreat where the veterans who are
homeless may go and spend their last
days in peace, quiet, comfort and pride;
for they are all proud of their home,
and of their soldier records.
After driving all over the vast acreage
within the soldiers home walls, the
driver reined his horses and called at
tention to what is called the "capitol
vista" The dome of the capitol, which
is five miles away, can be seen through
the trees, for there is an opening di-
rectly through the trees which looks
as though it had been purposely hewn;
but the driver says that it is natural
opening, and everybody believes that
it is so,
Now, when you come to Washington,
and have only two days to spend here,
! if you will follow this itinerary, you
will find that by systematic effort you
will be able to see great deal, and
enjoy every minute of your time.
SMITH d. FRY.