New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1912-12-25


stand how 1t was
II was by far the most difficult march
Of the campaign, recalling stories of all
the heroes OF history, from Hannibal
crossing the Alps to Napoleon in Russia
and Doc" Cook in the Arctic.
II was showing hard when the pilgrims
awoke this morning in friendly Mrs.
Hamm's spare rooms in Upper Red
Hook Breakfast was punctuated with
weather reports from the sentinels posted
i'm the store.
. Here's an old resident says we never
ran make it in the world" moaned Pri-
waite COursen.
New Women Can Do It.
We'll. well start" responded the gen
era cheerfully. These old men don 1
realize what the new woman can do.
Immediately after breakfast raid wa
ordered upon the village store. The army
confscated the complete stock of two
pairs of "arcucs," four pairs of yubbers,
six pairs of heavy woollen stockings.
which they wore "a Ia spat'; two knit
caps and two pairs of red mittens. leav-
ing old Mr.. Hamm scratching his head
and wondering how he could restock be
fore the rush of Christmas trade, which
was due 10 set in at mail time. Then
down the long white way. through the
snowdrifts which piled deeper and deeper
As the half hours marched on: past old
homesteads, where owners with snow
laden boards came to the barn doors to
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girls We're for you
The army, which has never lacked es-
cortS since It left New York, was waited
upon before breakfast by three rosy
checked. blue-eyed girls who lived near
by. They were Miss Lillian d. Rookie
Teller. her little sister Julia and her
cousin. Miss Alethe Holsapple. These
three served as guides TO Blue store,
where the halt for lunch was made.
"Bur-r-r." chartered General Jones's
teeth. "Bur-r-r sweep of my feet, some
body, please"
At a consultation Of war held after
luncheon il was decided TO push on TO
Hudson. sure said General Craft.
II We don't get there tonight we may
be snowbound here for a week We must
get 10 Albany on New Years"
Army lnvades the Drifts.
50. in spite of the fact that everybody
was soaked through and through and
Hudson was twelve miles away, the little
army pushed on into the white drifts.
They had little spare energy for prose-
yting. Even little doc" Dock, the most
persistent Of campaigners, allowed three
sleighs to go by without calling Votes
for women in 1915" Only General"
Craft seemed to gather energy as her. heels
gathered snow. At Claremont where the
entire male population was assembled in
the village store. the army halted I'm re-
sponse TO shouts of Speech"
I'm afraid we can't stop shouted
back General" Jones, but General
Craft came up TO the scratch right hotly.
There she stood. up to her knees in the
drifts with the snow beating in her fact.
and lectured those voters I'm Columbia
County on the rights Of women and the
amendment OF 1915.
From Upper Red Hook to Blue Store was
ten miles, from Blue Store TO Hudson,
twelve miles. IL took the pilgrims two
hours and a half TO do the first stretch
and four and half TO do the second.
Late in the afternoon an icy wind came
down the post road. further impeding the
srny's progress.
Through the darkness that beset them
Just as Christmas lights began 10 twinkle
IN the farmhouses the army was met by
hand Of friends at Hudson Among them
Was one-legged boy, Ralph ID. Temp
Nns OF Poughkeepse. a fellow pedestrian.
At the hotel the army received many
Christmas letters and invitations.
More Poetic Greetings.
Tomorrow programme includes a
visit TO the skating rink. to the Christ
mas church service aud 10 the annual
charity ball One Of General Jones's
Christmas greetings from Miss Elizabeth
Aldrich. Of New York, was in poetic vein,
beginning:
Twas tho night before Christmas. and all
through The land
Tire women had walked. a conquerins band.
Out on the lawn when the clatter arose.
the vision that appeared to the wonder
ing eyes Of the hero was:
= miniature army OF four tired dosrs
tones
knew In moment twas General Jones
70 mo top Of tho Hill 10 the top OF the mn
come Ida, come Doctor and Jessie and all
An incident OF the day was the visit 10
howard Ellsworth. eighty-two years old
and Forty Miner" who RECALLED the
pilgrims with tales of the gold dgglngs.
You women think you're getting a
royal welcome up through here M
duavered. but can remember when a
whole town lined up four deep along the
street just 10 see one little ordinary
woman come 10 town. Why. In those
Gays 1t was nothing for man TO
Hdc forty miles just to eat supper win
real woman. That's the kind OF thins
wat shows what men really think 81
women. Wen give you anything. when
you want the vote youll get it all right
Just you keep on this way and wen vote
Tor YOU In 1915"