The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1910-06-19

his popularity. Interesting and spectacu-
lar as the Dewey parade was, It fell
far short OF Col. RoOsevelt's procession
from the Battery 10 the plaza at Fifty
ninth street solid veil travelled with
him. The bandsmen might have ceased
from footing, for none heard their toots
as the colonel passed Here was two
hours of uninterrupted cheering from five
miles of people.
The final scene Of his welcome was as
dramatic as any lover of sensations may
hope for. The Rough Riders were drawn
up. facing down Fifth avenue. and the
first thing he did was 10 stride from
horse 20 horse and shake hands VITA
every rider Of them The Spanish War
Veterans of the whole country presenter
him an album OF complimentary resolU-
tions. IN acceptance of which Mr. Roose-
welt spoke a dozen earnest words
1t was all over in a whiff. and al i55
p m. he was speeding down Fifth ave-
nue. in a motor car on his way 10 lunch
at 4SS Fifth avenue, the home of Mrs
H. A Alexander. the mother OF bis son
TheodOre's fianeee.
Fifty at Reception.
The Alexanders had arranged TO have
a room prepared for the reeeption and
luncheon. 10 which fifty guests had been
invited by Mrs. Roosevelt while she was
still abroad. Collector Loeb's guests.
members OF the reception committee.
Richard Parr. Nicholas Longworth and
his wife, Douglas Robinson. and Clifford
Pinchot all came up in automobiles and
carriages. In the avenue in front OF the
house the twenty-fOur mounted policemen
from the traffic squad--a Presidential es-
cort-were sitting straight and stiff, a
few minutes past the man the crowd
was looking for came swinging down the
front steps and got into a large machine
that had been awaiting him near the curb.
And then, while'the crowd yelled, the bay
horses backed up and their riders brought
up their clubs TO their chins and closed
in around the smoking machine.
The party was headed for - West
Forty-second street, where the Alexan-
ders live. and Theodore, jr., and Miss
Eleanor were waiting 10 show the we'd
eings presents TO the colonel. Just as
his machine and its attendant taxicabs
and police swung off the avenue and
turned west on Forty-second street. one
of the most vicious little storms that
this june has known came booming east
to meet him. 1t blew the leaves from the
young trees along the pavements, blew
the ladies' in the Roosevelt party clear
up the AIexanders' front stoop but It
didn't wet the colonel 10 any appreciable
degree. He ran up the front steps of 4
just as the first few feeble drops fell into
his high hat. which he held upside down
IN his hand bowling TO the painting crowd
that had trailed him around from the
avenue.
Parts with the Crowds.
The colonel hesitated a moment as il
to say something, took one look at the
forefront of the storm that was only
half a block away by this time, and
then ducked for cover. The crowd yelled
once. and was gone.
Within three minutes after the col
onel disappeared. the street was abso-
lutely empty. except for the mounted
police, who turned their horses backs
to the storm that was whoeping all
about them and sat it philosophically
out
The worst of the storm had gone
bowling away a little after o'clock.
and when the colonel came out again
after his inspection of the wedding
presents. the wet remnants Of the
crowd had gathered again. and once
more there was bewing and yelling
He was headed for the ferry now and
the police shook themselves and closed
around their charge again Senator
Lodge was in a taxicab by himself
and allowed an ethiopian. who seemed
to be on the verge OF happy tears. 10
open the cabs door and hand in some
luggage. So elated was the colOred
man at this recognition, that he ran
all the way behind the machine clear
down to the ferry, with the Looping pace
of a, kaffir, runner and there did it all
over again.
It was still raining when the Long
Island ferryhouse, at the foot Of East
Thirty-fourth street, was reached. Com
muters, most of them women with
bundles. raced ahead Of the automobiles
to get the boat with the colonel The
women tucked up their skirts and
splashed through puddles ankle deep
alongside the mudguards of the big tour
ing car, trying to get a glimpse at the
colonel. who sat on the back seat with
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