The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1909-09-22

NEW YORK, Sept. PIT knew you'd
do 1t. Fred knew you'd win"
When a returning hero receives a well
come such as has been and is being
accorded DR.. Frederick A. Cook. when
the plaudits Of loved ones, friends. and
strangers ring in ones ear the whole
day through and when, as IN this in
stance, one is made TO forget the years
Of weary separation. there must be some
one thing about such a homecoming
that stands out in retrospect as the
greatest Of them all
DR.. Cook. conqueror Of hitherto i'm
pregnable North, may look back today
and recall the words quoted above as
being the most thrilling that have
fallen upon his ears since his return TO
native shores They were spoken in
UNISON by the wife Of his bosom and
by John r. Bradley. millionaire hacker
OF the Arctic explorer, whose funds
and whose faith in Cook made his great
achievement possible.
IL the excitement Of the Iionized one
return yesterday, when all was con-
fusion and men and women forgot them
selves and those about them. there were
many little incidents, little touches OF
humanity here and there, that for the
moment escaped the notice OF the fran
tic ones come 90 do cook honor.
Thousands Surround Explorer.
The one big scene Of the day, perhaps.
despite the wonderful ovations that oc-
CURED when the thousands surrounded
the explorer a few hours later. was that
when in the early morning mist small
tug nestled beside the big oscar ii. a
l.rf t-.r,r.- vy-.r al. Icvrru
he ropes, fell into the outstretched
arms Of his wife and heard her say:
Il knew you'd win, Fred"
And just a moment later John r.
Bradley. small Of stature, reached up
slapped the towering explorer on the
back, embraced him as men sometimes
do in taeis ecstacy, and said.
OF knew you'd do IL, Fred"
For two and a half years. while Eski-
mos jabbered. sleigh dogs yelped, and
Arctic winds and ice fields did their
worst Fred A. Cook had hoped for
these words from these two people.
When they were spoken the wrink es
from exposure seemed 20 relax their
hold upon his strong. smiling face. his
ewes glistened with new light and as
best ne could he somehow rtdmmcred
his appreciation of the confidence he
valued above all else.
Watches for Wife.
There were other Incidents, too. that
went TO make the welcome accorded Or
Cook such a one as has never been
accorded a returning private citiz en-
/ From the time that Dr. Cook impatient
! Iy paced the deck Of the oscar ii In th1
earlier morning hours, his eyes ever Up
on the sky line OF New York and the
route Of approaching tugs. until he final
/ IS was permitted 20 seek the seclusior
Of his own apartments at the Waldorf
! fl was an experience such as but few
men ever pass.
! Old men who knew him as a lad Wler
/ ne drove milk wagon in Brooklyn. IN
/ present scene OF MS triumph, crOnies o
his college days, members OF his OWI
profession. men. women and children o
an walks of life. stampcded almost lik'
| so many cattle a wfOle dav long TO bu
shake his hand or give his coat lape
an apDrcCiatlve ectastic tug.
| Hes all right. who's all right2'
| "Dr Cook.
How often the words rang out from
thousands Of lusty threats across New
[ YorF harbOr The Danes, go the dis
patches had said, welcomed Cook ~
/ Enthusiastically as great man 81 a gr@a
j foreign nation. Brooklyn and New oil