Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1906-10-20
BRYAN'S FOREIGN TOUR
Incidents Of the Trip Described
by Colonel Wetmore.
JEST PLAYED BY THE NEBRAsKAN
How He Fooled His Old Friend and
travelling Companion With n Wax
Figure - An Amusing Incident In
Cork and One at CONGRATULATED
Devotion to His Wife.

Figure - An Amusing Incident In
Cork and One at Conccrt-MnrIxed
Devotion TO His Wife.
William Jennings Bryan, making
speeches on his tour of the world to
peace conferences, to the revolutionists
of the douma and to the people of all
nations, Is one kind of man. But
simple Mr.. Bryan, whom many of his
fellow countrymcn met on his way
around the world, is quite another char
acter
Several St Louisans travelled with
Mr.. Bryan a considerable part of his
way this summer.
Colonel Moses c. Wetmore, an old
friend of Bryan. met the Nebraskan in
London, Travelled with him through Eu-
rope and came back with him from
Italy on the Princess Irene. Mr.. Bryan
is very friendly with Colonel Nose"
and he showed a phase of character to
him which shows HIN at his best.
Here are some of the stories Colonel
"Mose' told a st. Louis Post-Dispatch
reporter;
On Il crazy little boat that took us
around the Hook up to Holland a fun
ny thing happened. The boat was so
crowded that everything was In confu-
sion when we boarded 1t shortly before
midnight Mr.. Bryan went to cabin 10,
which he had reserved, and there he
found another man in his berth. Mr.
Bryan said; This is my berth have
Il ticket for IT,"
$50 have l." answered the occupant
OF the berth.
"Weu," said Mr.. Bryan, what shall
we do?"
DO" repeated the figure in the
blankets. DO? | don't know what
you are going to do, but l am going to
sleep" And then he turned over as if
he meant TO stay there. Mr.. Bryan
looked at him moment; then he turn
ed with Il smile and, with the remark.
Possession is nine points of the law"
walked away.
That night they managed to find for
us "A room down below, where Mr. Rry.
an and three of us men in the party
slept in small berths. OF course. it be
ing dark, we could see nothing through
the portfolios, but when 1 woke up III
the morning | saw the water rushing
by the little glass portfolio, and l knew
we were below the water level 1t
wasn't a comfortable feeling mt all, so
I leaned over and shook Mr. Bryan
When l saw his eyes open sleepily |
yelled
''Do you know we are under water?
We are nj the bottom Of this --- sea-"
MI Bryan looked up at the round
window; then he leaned out Of his
berth and said reassuringly TO me:
"Never mind Wetmore; you may
burn some time, but don't think you'll
ever drown"
When we were in Rome we went
through the catacombs. Mr.. Bryan
took it very seriously-at least, he
seemed to, but l said it was a farce
They showed us Il lot of bones that
looked too much like cattle bones to be
said to the old monk who was leading
us around "Say, look here, we came
down here to see something. Suppos-
Ing you trot out your mummies or
something like that" The old monk
looked very insulted. and Mr.. Bryan,
noticing this, said:
Look Wetmore; they might put
out the High S on us, and we would be
lost down here, and, though l don't
mind going down in history with these
lllustrious Christians, l would prefer
not to stay any longer than necessary
with their bones"
One day in London Mr.. Bryan and |
went to famous place there where
they have wonderful wax figures. |
didn't know it at the time, but Mr.
Bryan had been there before, although
he did not mention that fact to me-
After we bought our tickets we started
In through the door, but just outside
was woman In the uniform Of the
place holding programmes. Mr.. Bryan
said to me: Got any change. Buy
couple Of programmes please"
l reached down in my pockets, dug
up shilling or two and handed them
over to the woman, who all this time
was gazing at me most fxedly,
thought I had done something out Of
the way and was getting hot and en-
barrasscd, and then l turned and saw
Mr. Bryan laughing as If he never
would stop. | went Il little closer to
the programme lady and saw that she
was made out Of wax.
l managed to catch an awful cold on
the way up to Scotland, and the first
place we stopped at In that country
sent for Il doctor \ little, round, typ
ical Scotchman, with a beaming smile,
came and after humping my chest and
ribs and looking at my tongue said
that there was nothing wrong with me
except cold and that the best thing
could do for that was to take little
medicine and great deal Of Scotch
whisky When he said this I looked
over tr1umphantly at Nr. Bryan. who
happened to be present, but Mr.. Bryan
a A.