The Irish standard., 1905-04-08
was Father Brady, the State Chaplain
OF the Ancient Order of Hibernians,
Charles F. Murphy and William Hal

pin.
The Mayor, after acknowledging the
cheers of the crowd along both curhs
by raising his hat, sat back and waited
for the parade to come up. 1t was
a fine sight when it came. Marshal
Gilgar, on tremendous big bay horse,
was in front, with John Conroy and
John j. Cummins, his chief aide, close
behind, decked out in green sashes
so wide that they cast reflected color
for blocks ahead.
There were twenty or more other
aides, and then came the Sixty-ninth
Regiment, led by Colonel Duffy, and
stepping out to THE Wearing of the
Green, played by its own band. The
Sixty-ninth had a hard day of it, be-
tween going to the Cathedral to high
Mass in the morning, parading with
the Ancient Order of Hibernians in
the afternoon, and with the president
later, but at this stage of the game
F! it marched with spirit and precision,
and the new uniforms, from the white
banded caps and the pale blue over
coats to the buff leggins, gave the men
an appearance of liveliness and smart.
mess which set the street cheering
The Irish Volunteers were not so
snowy, but they swung along logged
ly. and got their share of the applause.
The Mayors carriage and others fell
| in line behind the Irish Volunteers.
Throughout the march, whenever the
spectators recognized the Mayor, there
lwere cheering and handclapping for
him to answer. 1t came impartially
! from the windows of the clubs and
from the roofs, where the almost
Historically enthusiastic chamber
maids peered down at the marchers
and waved their apron.
] Many Fifth-avenue residents seemed
to have given over their houses alto
gether to their servants, and the men
and women help together leaned out
of the windows and waved anything
green they could grab, from properly
made flags to silk table draperies.
Justice Dugro had invited distin-
guished company of ladies to fill the
balconies of the Hotel Savoy, and
! there were few, indeed, among the
paraders, even in the ranks of the
Sixty-ninth, who kept their eyes to
the front in passing.
The park wall was covered with men
and women standing and holding each
other on, and the space between the
wall and the curb was jamm.,.. There.
ever rise between the park made an
elevated standing place the people
! crowded in and took possession. Never
| was there such anxiety to see every.
/ thing to be seen.
Sorry, mister" said a small, black
| haired young woman of about six
years to a policeman who could have
devoured her in about two bites.
Sorry, but you've got to move; l can't
see" And she jabbed him gently in
the knees with her clenched fist.
The Mayor had to leave the pro-
! cession at Sixty-seventh street. Bishop
Cusack went with him. They departed
on foot, and ]. Sergeat Cram took the
! seat the Mayor mad left. From that
time on Mr.. Cram was saluted from
both curbs as freddy, and gave in
nocent pleasure to thousands who be-
! lieved that he was the president of the
United States.
Mr.. Grams somewhat stocky habit
and his gold-rrmmed eyeglasses met
! all the menta1 ideals most of the
people had formed of Mr.. Roosevelt,
apparently. But the incense thus
| burned Was apparently to strong for
him, and ne mad his carriage turned
| out at 1iv,vl street.
Mr.. Murphy, Mr.. Halpin and Father
| Brady, Commissioner McAddo, Magis-
trate Moss and others in the carriages
with them kept on to the bitter end.
The end was rather bitter. 1t had
been arranged that the final review
was to be in front of Sulzer's Harlem
Park, at Second avenue and 127th
street. Between the Second avenue
street cars and the elevated pillars
and the general congestion incident
to the breaking up of parade, the
review was hardly as impressive as
/ the march up had been.
But they all passed Marshal Gilgar,
the different societies and the COM
panies and regiments of cadets and
l the braying bands, all of them BOOM
i ing out THE Wearing of the Green"
I The Irish soul that could not have
| been quickened by any band that
played that day, but especially by
the Catholic Protectory band, with its
hundred pieces, was unworthy of it's
day and generation.
AN IRISH HEROINE,