New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1909-08-25
4RRIV4L At QUARANTINE.
Noisy Welcome for Mr.. Hartman
and Kaiser U1HheIm III.

kaiser Wilhelm III found whole feet Of small
steam craft waiting for her at Quarantine
there were the revenue cutter. the immigrant tug
the mail boat the inspectors boat and two tugs
Of the Southern Pacific feet. the Fl Toro and the
Fl Amigo. the speediest boats of their kind on tho
river with the parties TO greet Mr. Hartman
on the FL Toro We're Carl ". Jungen general
manager OF the Southern Pacific Steamship Line:
MI and Mrs Robert L. Gerry, J. S Townsend
Robert Walter Goeet and Charles c TegetborY
Mr.. Harriman's secretary The Ell Amigo carried
delegation OF the fnancier's business associates
many OF them directors OF the Union Pacific and
Inc southern Pacific, who had attended the meet
ing yesterday.
As the revenue cutter. with the customs men and
reporters swept up 20 the ships towering black
side, MI Hartman appeared at the rail standing
with his two younger daughters and his son
Roland He waved a cheerful greeting with his hat
anu shouted down a word about the warm weather.
lie remained on deck for several minutes explain-
ing 20 the reporters that he would not grant an
interview until he reached his car at the Erie
station.
The deck forward had been swarrning with sail
ors and now AT a sharp word from the bridge the
huge anchor went over the side. AS the iron chain
cable slipped roaring through the hawse hole
with din that brought the echoes out from the
Staten Island hills. Mr.. Hartman shivered
Sorry gentlemen" he said but doctors orders
you know must be obeyed."
The ship was anchored at Quarantine because a cog
wa
Sandy Hook. She came up the channel steering with
her propellers. and the anchorage was made 10 dis
connect the gear and replace the broken cog The
delay was prolonged 10 take of the bodies Of two
children who had died in the steerage the night
before and give the doctors time for further in
specton- The crowd Of small craft about the ship
hampered the mail boat in getting to her place
Before the arrival Of the revenue cutter Mr. Har-
riInan and his party had greeted the waiting tugs
and exchanged a word or two with his friends over
the ran. Then. when the doctors had finished their
work the on FL Toro We're allowed to board
the ship They 10 the fnancier's stateroom.
Mr.. Hartman did not appear again until he liner
had discharged her other passengers.
The gangplank lay such a sharp incline that
many of the passengers had made their way down
with difficulty and as Mr.. Hartman chung the
rail Robert Walton Goelet. took his arm and
almost lifted him from his feet with the strength
Of his support Mr.. Hartman pushed against him
IN remonstrance.
Let go! Let go.' he exclaimed. I'm going
down alone"
And down he did. for half the length OF The
plank. until a blue uniformed customs ran
up and assisted him down the pier He walked
down the pier with his friends about him, sup
ported by Messrs. GOelet and Tegethon.
After he reached the pier Mr.. Hartman rested
a moment low freight truck and then a
steward came running up with a steamer clair.
The reporters gathered around him. and Mr..
Hartman said
This is nothing very had. / wasn't sick at all
coming over. but when We anchored at Quarantine
there something in the movement of the ship took
hold Of me I'm afraid IL upset my stomach No
I can't talk any now; wait Till I'm on the train
! wish those photographers Of yours hadn't got
my picture just now. I'm all right I'm going to
get up and kill one Of EN- right now"
And thereuPon the slender little man arose. shook
of the the offered Of his physician and
walked down the pier. There was perhaps four
hundred feet more Of the upper floor cross. then
long stair with landings, and the party was put
on the stage at the pier end where Fl Toro was
moored.
Here Nj Hartman faced about in the fun light
and let the photographers snap him 10 their hearts
concentrations. with Mrs. Hartman and with his
daughters Then the party boarded the tug and
steamed away. Mr.. Hartman sat on the upper
deck. light overooat thrown over his shoulders.
and waved goodby dozen times 10 the throng on
the deck.