The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-08-30

put alongside the companionway. II was
lowered and Mr.. Bryan and his wife came
down and boarded the Eugene Moran
Mrs. Bryan carried In her arms a dachs-
hund, which she bought In Germany Mayor
Dahlman had q long rope lasso all ready
and let it fly. 1t curled round the shoulders
OF the great Force and took him prisoner.
Twenty-three cameras clicked as one while
the photographers got views Of Bryan,
with the rope abou' his neck. From that
time on he needed to have no fear that his
picture would not be taken. II It a staken
once, there were 500 views made of him
doing about everything, from comirg to
going.
Mrs. Bryan stayed only a few minutes
on board the tugs and then was taken on
board the tender Of the Illini TO wait her
husband. She took the dachshund with her.
Mr.. Bryan was the centre OF a tremendous
melee Of handshaking, They shock his
altogether mapled him as much as any man
need be to be shown how glad the people
we're to see him back.
He was followed from the stesmship by
the valises and bass, all carefully " J; BID
and with all sorts OF hotel labels and thing q
paste over them. They too were taken
over TO the Illini, and at length the organs
we're clear q III the vd pTtin1esS ire ms GraGs
named Dunlap and will join her father and
mother later.
Az the tuf q moved away from the Princess
some Person yelled UP to the seapoers,
Look at the next President Of the United
States" and a hearty, earpeft cheer shook
tie air. Bryan blushed and bowed.
MR.. BkYAN's SPEECH.
Once they had him alone, the Nebraskans
yelled for a speech, He obliged as follows:
Ladies' and gentlemen" there being
some relatives Of the tug cartaips and his
own wife listepinR). The United States Is
the greatest country in the world. Ne
braska is the finest Of the United States
cheers. Lincoln is III, best city in the
State. Fairvie1 is better than Lincoln
lFairview Is where Bryan lives.l Il am
clad to be here and glad to zee you here.
l would have been with you in six days,
but you haYe come here 10 ne. 1t is good
of you andT thank You for it. am Foing
home 10 and | am going to do all Lean to
help you Democrats
And we'll keep you there until March 4,
1908, and then we'll take you to Washing
ton, broke in Mayor jim Dahlman,
i shall be glad il you let me stay there
until that date, resumed Mr.. Bryan, and
4 Tlav BtdH thtIe dItOl "dIu, ttlcukIl tlot W
my own accord" he added smiling pro-
foupdly. .,
y have had a great deal to say abroad
about things In general, as o may know.
| think | shall have n great deal more to
say when I get home about things abroad,
80 that won't have much to say, here and
now. I only want to say that I will willingly
give a months wages to the man who can
express adequately how good l feel. And
| think l could express II we'll myself.
but my supply of language is not really
That was all the formal speaking that he
meant when he spoke about staying in
Nebraska after March. 1900, though not of
THAT simply means" said Mr., Bryan,
that l have not yet made up my mind
whether I am to be a candidate for the
Presidency; ! have nothing hing really to say
Mir. Bryan looked in robust health and
in fine condition. His friends said that
there had heen a vast Improvement In the
year. His trouser looked almost as baRgy
at the knees as 10 the London photogra phi,
but were not really 90. He wore a long black
frook coat. He lss a clear complexion and
his eyes shore and danced as he talked.
In fact he was a fine looking man albeit q
triie fat.
Some one was presented to Mr.. Bryan
Just before he left the tug and the Great
Force, with his teeth agleam' said De-
lighted r
some one, while another man said: That's a
regular crib from Roosevelt, Mr., Bryan"
To all Of which he returned merely bright
smile.
But tie resemblance, to Roosevelt was
even greater in other PARTICULARS. He shook
hands with the engineer Of the Julia Moran,
who somewhat careleesly called him "Mr.
O'Brien."
By this time the enthusiasm had lost it's
first edge and tho Nebraskans tegan to feel
that it was time to let their man 20. So
he embarked on the tender Of the Him and
went away. The tugboats. with all their
whistles a-toot, started back to the pier.
ON BoARD Fl nILIEI.
Waiting to meet Mr.. Bryan as he boarded
the Ilini were Mrs. Coltra, Norman E. Mack
Of Buffalo and harTy " Walker Of the
Bryan stood near the comranionway. ready
to congratulate him 0 n the reception which
he got on the Nebraska tugboats. Lewis
Nixon, who had come out to the Princes
Irene in a launch from Staten Island, ac-
comranied Mr.. Coltra, Mayor Brown and
the conservative Force back to the yacht.
ception Of three or four newspaper repre-
eentatives< and a customs insr ector who
were on the yacht. The inspector had been
taken on at the Battery early /, the after
noon, this being a courtesy extended by the
Collector of the Port go as to avoid any
trouble for Mr., Bryan's friends in boarding
the Princess Irene.
II was 40 O'Clock when Mr.. Bryan got
on board the Illini, and she Immediately
steamed away for Stapleton. The yacht
anchored of the Ocean Yacht Club pier,
and all except Mr.. and Mrs. Eryan and Mr..
and Mrs. Goltra left the boat. At about
Q o'clock the others followed. Mr.. Nixon
had passed the word to Inspector Schmitt-
berger that MIR. Bryan was going to land at
Stapleton, and the inspector was on hand
With about fifty policemen. A small crowd
had gathered in front Of the clubhouse, and
some persons who had heard that the Peer
less Leader was to land had flags displayed
from their windows. The bunting owned
by the yacht club, and used only for fes-
tive occasions, was pulled out Of the gar
ret and the clubhouse was hastily dec
grated.
Before Mr.. Bryan landed Mr.. Nixon was
Tuning and fretting around In great style.
He said that an effort had been made TO have
Mr.. Bryan 60 right on to Manhattan and not
land at Staten Island, and that didn't jibe
at all with the plans which had been made
for the formal reception. Mr.. Nixon. gos so
uneasy when there was q delay In Mr..
Bryan's appearance from the yacht that he
hailed q passing launch, went out to the