Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-11-11

GOVERNOR-ELEC BRUMBAUGH
AS He Appeared at Union Station
While Enroute to Huntingdon
of the hills, the outstanding points of
the overhanging ridges, the streams,
and the places where as a young man
he had floated telephone poles to the
boom in the struggle to work off the
mortgage on his fathers farm. Every
turn was fun of interest for him and
he was The big, hearty boy again.
There was joy in the "reminiscences of
those carrier days He told with pride
Of his people. and as the Huntingdon
county line was crossed. the continu-
Gus ovation that was his unul mid
night began,
Kisses Pretty Little Girl
At Nit. Union hundreds of school
children with flags. ianked by the
older people of the community. had
lined up along the railroad tracks and
gave him cheer after cheer as ne APP
peared on the rear platform. lie
made a little speech to the happy
crowd and kissed n pretty little girl
who presented him with some flowers.
This was repeated at Millcreek and
Mapleton, and it was marvellous the
way he recalled faces and names of
people as they appeared in the crowds.
II was great day for the next
Governor and he enjoyed every min
ute of il. When the train reached
Huntingdon there was a huge crowd
at the station and flags and bunting
and the cheering of the multitude all
indicated the character of the welcome
in store for the distinguished son of
the valley who had come back to his
own people. After shaking hands
with those who pressed about him, he
was hurried to special train, which
carried his party to Marklesburg, the
home of his nativity. Here the whole
countryside had turned out
Honor to the Farmer Boy
it is still a matter of wonder and
amaZement where they all came
from. Men on horseback, the village
band, men and women, boys and girls
in wagons and carriages, on foot
everybody to do honor to the return
ing farmer boy.
Words cannot describe what tran
spired during the next hour or two in
that little town. Riding between the
station and Marklesburg, the Cover
nor-elect pointed out this person and
that as friends of his boyhood and
youth and manhood. He called to
them as they walked along the high
ways. He seemed to remember most
of the people, and even the girls and
DONS lTOIl lilelI ItStulBldlCt III lnGlI
faces to the parents.
There is an old soldier who heard
me make a Memorial Day address
some years ago at Huntingdon and
who then predicted 1 would one day
be Governor said the man who had
fulfilled the prophecy.
why, there's dear old Mrs. --.
How are you?" calling to the old lady
from his carriage.
So it went all along the lines, greet
inEs on every side, cordial responses,
happiness and pride on every face.
Father and Son
This is the road along which I
carried mail to my fathers store for
three years for $40 a year" said the
doctor Frequently my father in the
winter nights would meet me halfway
down the road with n lantern as
plunged through the snow after a late
night train"
Thus he told the story, and interest
ing anecdotes of his youthful days,
his aspirations and hopes. Then came
Marklesburg and the formal greetings
of tho home folks. First to greet him
was the aged father, who has recently
recovered from a serious illness, but
who was as spry as his son, at the
age of 81 years They embraced and
kissed each other, as did all the other
relatives gathered at the homestead
of Frank Brumbaugh, a brother of the
Governor elect. All wanted to shake
hands with the distinguished SON
Then followed the formal ceremo-
nies on platform erected for the pur-
pose. DR.. Wolfe made the address of
welcome and predicted that even
higher honors awaited the honored
guest of the day in 1916. In fact. all
through the day and evening the
White House loomed in the distance.
DR.. Brumbaugh responded in a
heart-to-heart talk with the people,
pledging anew service for the Com
monwealth and all its people and ask
ing the support of his townfolk in car
rying out his pledges.
Return to Huntingdon
Returning to Huntingdon, there was
an hour of reception at the hotel and
then came the parade. 1t was some
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