The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-07-11
HODSON's RETURN.
Richard Harding Davis Description
of the AInbnmian's Reception.
From the New York Herald.

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From tho Non, N-,rl, t4.rat1
iiopsoh coming was one dramauc pc
ture of the war. The sun was setting be-
hind the trail. and as he came IN over
the crest he was outlined against il.
Under a triumphal arch of palms the
soldiers saw a voung man in the uniform
of the navy. his face white. with the
prison pallor. "a his white duck. and
strangely in contrast with the fierce IAN
of their own, and with serious ewes. who
looked down al Them st.aduv.
For a moment he seemed to sit motion
less and then the waiting hand struck up
THE Star Spancled tanner" A strange
thing il was that no one cheered or
shouted nor cave an order. but every one
rose TO his feet SLOWLY. took off his hat
slowly, and stood so looking I'M at him
IN absolute silence
1t was one of the most impressive things
l ever saw. No noise nor blare nor shout
ed acclaim could have touched the mean
ing or the deDths of feeling rbere was in
that silence
Then a red-beadcd red-focsd trooner
leaped down into me road ana sboutad
'"Three cheers for Hobsonr The men
roared and cheerod The Rouqb Riders
gave a cowboy veil and oficer4 vim sons
of their own i'm West Potnr Leaned mn and
down. ana a foreign attache throw, mn his
helmet into the air
Hobson rode down between the limos
raisin. his can AMI smiling daubtfnll1,
Probably no one ever received reward So
swiftly or from such worthy hands AS
those of the men who first taight him what
he was to his countrvnnen
They were no seekers after celebrities
THAT win come latar tn, we've man IN
stead who knew a brave man becousa
they were brave. They had won the very
ground he was on from the enemy II Mad
cost them the loss of eighteen hundred
comrades.
They came running from the trenches
with rifles, from the lake where they had
been washing clothes. They charged up the
hills of san Juan a second time and sur
rounded them in a shouting, happy mob
Behind them rode two Spanish officers
who had been taken beyond the lines only
to find no one to exchange for them. They
sat on their horses, blindfolded with first
aid to the wounded" baudages. and listen
ed to the tribute the Americans paid their
young countryman.
There is always something humorous
about the tackles" and after the serious
earnest face of Elobson il was a comic re-
lief to see six obstinate mules dragging an
ambulance loaded with seven clean,
smart blue jackets, grinning, shouting,
rolling over each other in glee. Every one
who had started to run after Hobson stop
ped 10 cheer them, but they were turned
aside from cheers by the enlisted men
| shouting Say, but you sea fellers did not
| do thing to them the other ntghtF
Say we heard you; see?' yelled the
| jackies. Your shells fell right into our
! hospital yard
Say, but we wished we was with you;
| see|'
! They come in dead in carts"
You could not see the street for
| them"
| 1t was no time for choosing Smiles Men
were standing on the rising banks and the
| hills, waving hats and shouting. Officers
| were shouting Hobson's name. Photog-
| raphers were leaping about perpetuating
| a moment
1t was the same story all the way to ST.
honey. Every little group of soldiers they
came across stood at attention at the I'M