Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-08-07

when Mrs. Wilson's death was an
pouuced and for a brief time the
wheels of the government practically
stoppde, while everyone paid respect
to the loss of the President.
The beginning OF the end came at
10 O'Clock yesterday morning, when
Dr. e. +. Davis, of Philadelphia, who
had been called in for consultation,
realized that the tine for hope had
passed. lie took the President into
the red room of the White House and
there in broken voice told him the
truth. Mr., Wilson's face blanched,
but he bore the shock well. lie was
informed that the end was only
question of hours.
Mr.. Wilson then took his daughters,
Mrs. w. G. McAdoo, Mrs. .Sayre and
Miss Margaret Wilson, aside and told
them of their mothers condition.
Until then they had thought there was
"a chance for her recovery.
From that time on the President
and his daughters remained constantly
at Mrs Wilson's bedside. The Presi-
dent held his wife's hand and the
three daughters were grouped near
by. Until she became unconscious
Mrs. Wilson frequently nodded to one
or the other and smiled cheerfully.
The President returned to the sick
room from the last conference with
the doctor. his three daughters lean.
ing on his arm. Francis Bowes Sayre
and Secretary McAdoo and Secretary
Tumulty stayed outside the door. Mrs.
Wilson lapsed from consciousness into
inconsistencies, but rallied. BY
o'clock she began to sink rapidly.
She could still recognize those about
her. however and looked cheerfully
toward them with the same sweet
smile that will linger long in the
m pf the MANY who knew bpr
1t was characteristic expression oil
sweetness, which officials and their
families as well as people in the
slums whom she had befriended had
learned to love.
Sinks Into Final Sleep
At o'clock Mrs. Wilson was still
conscious, but her strength had almost
departed, and a few minutes later she
sank into the sleep of unconsciousness
| from which she never awoke. For
three hours the President and his
| three daughters gazed longingly into
| her eyes in the hope that she might
| speak to them again, but she could
not. The sun was casting it's long
shadows from the Potomac to the
south grounds, coloring the fountains,
gardens and elms. There was a
hushed stiffness in the upper apart
ments. All eyes were turned toward
the southwest corner of the house.
Just at the hour of death came.
! The President and his daughters were
in tears. Secretary Tumulty walked
| slowly to the executive offices, his
thead bowed. Quietly he announced
to thei correspondents that the end
had come.
| A pail of gloom settled over the
Presently DR.. Grayson, his face hag-
gard and worn from day and night
vigil, came to the offices. There was
! an impressive silence everywhere. Sec
retaries, attaches clerks and domes-
tics seemed overcome.
Vice-President Marshall and MEM
bers of the Cabinet and the leaders in
Congress were notified. The flag on
| the White House was dropped gates
were closed and the silence of death
spread over the White House for the
| first time since 1892, when Mrs. Ben
! jamin Harrison passed away.
Condolences Pour In
Members of the Cabinet justices of
the Supreme Court, members of the
| dinlomatic corps. telephoned theil