The San Francisco call., 1897-07-07
Sunburned Deniz9nS of the
Desert Gather to Grasp
His Hand.
ONE FAIR ENTHUSIAST HAS 4
KISS TO OFFER.
Near Tularc Christian Endeavor
Young Ladies' Invade His Car
and Sing Hymns.

FRESNO, CAL, July Civilian Jen-
nings Bryan is speeding toward the bay to
keep his appointment in San Francisco
tomorrow. He has met with almost q
constant ovation since leaving Los An
ge,es, people waiting for him at each sta
ton far into the night, satisfied with a
G ance at the orator and chance TO cheer
him.
Mr. Bryan and party left Los Angeles at
IL AS O'clock this morning, the Pullman
sleeper Roseburg being attached to the
regular train, which was an unusually
long one and was occupied by Christian
Endeavorers. While waiting at the Ar
Csde depot for the train TO start, Mr..
Bryan shook hands with score of men
and women. One of the women gushed
forth: "Oh, Mr.. Bryan, l want to kiss
you"
But the silver champion did what
Caesar is SAID to have done when thrice
offered the crown-he refused the we'll
meant offer.
Al every station along the route across
the hot sands OF the Moi jave desert were
delegations of bronzed-laced dwelers in
the wilderness eager to obtain glimpse of
the man about whom they had heard so
much. and when he good-naturedly APP
peared on the rear platform and smiled on
them. they sent forth a lu~ty cheer, while
the women in sunbonnets tuttered their
landGerChiefs at him.
At San Fernando, in the partly re-
claimed portion of the desert Mr. Bryan
went through The Misunderstanding act and q
sweet little girl years old, was lifted up
in the arms OF her father while she pre-
sented a large bouquet of roses to the
Democratic ex-candldate for the Presl-
Gency.
At Palmdale another presentation was
made, tut on this occasion it was a bright
faced little boy who beamed with delight
when Mr.. Bryan accepted from him toy
dagger OF the little fellows own make. He
had worked upon it for week and it was
a fin shed piece of art. The handle was
of velvet plush, and the blade, cylindrical
and tapering to a point, was made of sill
ve-ed paper. Attached to the handle was
bit OF card bearing the following quota
tion from FitZ Greene Halleck' Marco
Bozzari>":
Strike for your altars and your fires,
God, and your native land.
At Motive whore a twenty-minute stop
was made at 4:30 o'clock for dinner, the
entire population was again to the front.
MIR. Bryan sat in the Roseburg, the fif-
teenth and last Car in the train, with the
window open where his admirers could
see him. As the cars moved or he was
smile.
At Tehachapi the train halted for five
minutes for more handshaking. The local
brass band of six pieces played pltriotlc
air, whils the glr.s pelted Mr.. Bryan on
the rear platform with white and red
roses.
Three cheers for Bryan" cried one Of
the old residents, and hoarse shout was
the response.
'Our voices are q little husky, Mr..
Bryan, said one of the boys, because
we've been playing base pall."
''Wh ch side won?" asked the man who
last fall ost the Presidential game.
Tine Tehachapis, shouted the crowd.
That's why you are 50 hoarse," COM
mented MI Bryan, and his own voice was
but little better
1t was be ause Mr. Foote earlier in the
day observed the evidence of we; and
tear that he began 10 heap imprecations
upon The Mojave Desert with bitter, burn
ing words that scorched and blister ed the
alkali patches. He was afraid that Mr.
B yam might be used up by the time he
got TO San Francisco. He knew that
Mr.. Bryan had harG days work before
him on the morrow, with only broken in
tervals of rest ard but brief intervals at
that.
Hence the desert seemed interminablY
wide in the eyes OF Mr. Foote'S lmpa-
tience, and when told how long it would
DE before they would get out OF the desert
he LETT behind him on the right hand side
OF the road wide sWath OF blasted Yucca
trees. 1t mattered not to the doughty
warhorse that the sky was as blue and as
clear as the eyes of a laughing baby, or
that the golden sunset filled the air with
a glory typical of California. What were
those sensual pictures appealing to the
eye and the soul, what weight had any OF
lhe beauties of nature, SO long as NJ.
Bryan was in danger of getting hoarse
from the strain and fatigue Of his ia bors :?
Therefore there was tuning and freiting
until he dark lands of Tehachapi ap-
peared and the desert was left behind-a
II hde0ls dream.
AT 7:10 stop was made at Caliente. and
an anvil fired welcome to The distin-
guisued traveller Mr.. Bryan was eating
supper in the Rose burg. and the first per-
sons who caught sight of him were Mrs.
de Yoe and her little daughter, a pretty
child with curing golden hair.
How do you do, Mr. Bryan2' piped
the little one. Mr.. Bryan smiled ana
stepped out to the rear platform of the
car.
Where is that little girl2" he asked.
Here" said the proud mother leading
her forward.
What is your nameP'
Dorothy" replied the girl bashfuily.
We'll. Dorothy" said The Democratic
leader, "here Is a flower for you," and he
gave her white rose-one of those with
which he had been pelted at Tehachapi
The mother bushed with pleasure, and
there is no doubt that rose will be kept as
souvenir for many and many day.
Three thousand people congregated at
Sumner, the Southern Pacific railroad
station at Bakersfield. A hand somely
decorated speakers stand had been pre-
pared in the street in front OF the hotel.
/; was completely covered with American
flags, the center piece being mammoth
representation OF a silver dollar with
gold dollar one-sixteenth its siz, to ex-
press he Is to ratio
The railroad reservation was bIockaded
by ca1r.ages and other vehicles, in W ich
had come the good people OF Bakersfield,
who are a present more than mile away
from any railroad