Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1899-11-11
H0HE FROJa FIRING line.
An Immense Crowd Greets the
Returning Volunteers.
A Supper at I. o. o. r. Hall and
Reception at Opera House.

/ Thursday evening one of the largest
and most enthusiastic crowds that ever
gathered in Pullman formed along both
sides of the railway track at the O. X. K
/ n. depot. The occasion was the return
! ing home of several of our boys from the
battle grounds in the Philippines. Pull
man had no company among the regi-
ment of the Fighting First" but our
recruits were found in the different
companies of Eastern Washington. Six
or eight of these were members of Co.
| X, of Waitsburg, and of these one was
left behind, beneath the sod across the
seas another is in the Preside hospital
from the effects of mauser bullet
through the leg; another lies in hos
| pital at Waitsburg too i'll to finish the
balance of his long trip, but three Jack
| Buhmann, Tom Monroe and Harry Nc
Kay were known to be aboard the train
as it pulled in at 8 80 p. M, and Pullman
turned out en- masse to greet them. Dur
| ing the afternoon our merchants had
decorated their store fronts and windows
with festoons of bunting, and at dark
huge bonfires were lighted along the
streets to the depot. Amid the bursting
of bombs, firing of cannon, and a pretty
display of fireworks, and salutsd by the
| hearty and prolonged cheers of the wait
ing multitude, our citizen soldiers once
more reached their home town among
the rolling hills OF the Palouse country.
They were glad to be back once more,
and did not hesitate to say so, and they
were deeply stirred by the spontaneous
and wholesouled welcome they received
/ Till long alter midnight they were kept
busy clasping hands with old friends
and gathering up the threads that parted
when they left the old life and went out
to fight their country's battlos. Harry
Mckay has been in poor health for some
time, SO Immediately retired to rest, but
Jack and Tom were strong and hearty
and on them fell the burden of answer
ing the many and eager questions hurled
at them. Jack was particularly affected
over many kind queries after "poor
Fred, 'and with all his pleasure at reach
ing home and meeting old friends, his
eyes would fill with tears as his thoughts
would turn to the stalwart brother who
marched so bravely away with him.
. nnripC, In of Ia lilac.
Jacks duties kept him at the front, and
he only returned to Manila the morning
of Fred's death. AS he was walking
along the streets toward the hospital he
met musician who was hurrying to
notify the regimental band that they
were wanted to play funeral march.
Jack was not acquainted with him but
he stopped him and asked him who was
dead. why big fellow belonging to
Co. X named Buhmann, was the answer
and the first notice he received OF his
brothers. death. Accompanied by MEM
bers OF his own and other companies
marching slowly to the music of the sad
funeral strains, Fred was given soldiers
burial, and sleeps almost within the
shadow OF the walls OF old Manila.
Friday night an excellent banquet was
spread for the boys at the l. o, o. f. all
to which everybody was invited, and
everybody was there, the affair being
rather in the nature OF an impromptu
reception. After supper the crowd re-
| paired to the opera house, which had
| been artistically decorated for the even
ing under the supervision of tho w. r.
/ G. Long before the exercises began
every seat in the house was filled by
cheering and patriotic audience, which
/ applauded to the echo the words OF well
come from the lips OF the different
( speakers OF the evening, and the pro-
gram was interspersed with several Sc
lections by the college orchestra, reci-
tation by Mrs. Small song by Lee
Webb, and an original poem, which is
/ published elsewhere, composed for the
occasion and recited by It's author, Miss
Anna Hays. Sergeant Pohle was called
upon for few remarks, and responded
in witty account OF the life on board
a troop ship, and few words from Tom
Monroe closed tie exercises OF the even
ing. The joyful nature of the occasion
was tinged with a vein Of sadness, for be-
side the speaker was an empty chair,
drapped in mourning in honor OF the