The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-08-12
SER VICES WERE
SAD AND BRIEF
INTERMENT AT MYRTLE HELL
CEMETERY WAS VERY
IMPRESSIVE
DRAPED IN BLACK
Entire City Draped and Thous.
ands Witness Funeral Process
sion With Barred Heads
(By Associated Press J

(By Associated Press.)
Rome. Ca. Aug. 11.-Mrs Wool
row Wilson. wife of the nution's pres.
ident. was buried at Myrtle Hill
cemetery here today. Her grave is
beside those OF her father and mother,
almost within sight of the house In
which she lived as girl. Tonight the
president was speeding eastward OIL
his return to Washington.
Although thousands Of visitors
came to Rome today to do honor to
the memory of Mrs. Wilson. Sab
bath-lfke quiet prevailed. The special
force OF police, augmented by mem-
be-s Of the Georgia National Guard,
found little to do beyond warning
traffic from the streets through
which the procession passed.
| 1t was exactly 2:30 p. m. when the
presidents, special arrived, and q few
minutes later the casket. covered with
grey broedcloth and surmounted by
single wreath OF flowers. was lifteI
from the funeral car by eight
of Mrs. Wilson's cousins and
borne to the .hearse. AS the train
steamed into the station. church bells
throughout the city were tolled. A
wide space had been cleared about
the station. and the thousands Of peo-
pie assembled there stood back rr-
spectfully. Those who bore the casket
were: Edward T. Brown, Atlanta;
Robert NJ. Hoyt. Wade C. Hoyt, and
Nathan Hoyt. Rome; B. P. Axson,
Savannah; Randolph Arson and Ed
ward II. Brown, Jr.. and Frank Z C.
Gebreat.i, Atlanta. ~
The president, i, followed by Score.
tary; and, Mrs. McAdoo, Mr.. and MIA.
Sayre, Miss Wilson, Professor Axsoi
and other near relatives and members
Of the party quickly left the train
and entered their carriages. The pru.
cesaio.. lhea moved through black-
draped streets to the First Presby.
terian church.
A Last Tribute.
More than GOO relatives and friends
OF the Wilson and Axson families
were already gathered In the. quaint
little church which Mrs. Wilson used
to attend when her father. Frv. Ed
ward s. Axson, was pastor there.
The church was draped in black.
with fntertwlned wreaths of white
flowers. On one wall was white
marble tablet to the memory OF Mrs.
'hDoh ldthGA. oduh6 VI IlOWeT9
were placed high about the cataial-
que upon which the casket. was
placed.
AS the president entered, following
the casket. Chopin's funeral march
was played softly upon the organ. A
simple. short service was conducted
by Rev. G. G. Snyder. the local
pastor. The president, his daugh-
ters. Secretary. McAdoo and Mr..
Sayre occupied the front pew in the
center and back of them were other
members OF the family. DR.. Grayso1,
and Secretary Tumulty. Two old
fashioned hymns. girlhood favorltes or
Mrs. Wilson. were sung by the church
choir. Rev. DR.. Snyder then read
briefly from the scriptures and spoke
of the beauty and charity Of Mrs. VIII
sons life.
A Sorrowing Procession.
AS coon as the church service was
ended the casket was carried to the
waiting hearse and the short journey
to Myrtle Hill. cemetery was begun.
School girls. dressed In white ana
holding aloft laurel branches, stood I'm
line along, either side OF the streets
through which the procession passed.
Behind them were thousands Of peo-
pie. with barred heads bowed. 81
lent and sorrowfnl. The entire city
was draped in funeral black.
The cortege was close to the ceme-
terry when rain began to fall. The
storm rapidly grew worse. the down
por soon becoming torrential. A tent
| erected over the grave gave partial
Chelter to- the little family group, but
the thousands OF people who came to
witness the burial ware without pro-
lection.
Final Rites Said.
Services at the grave were brief
! and marked by impressive simplicity.
The president stood with head bowed
as the final rites were performed. As
he stood there with his daughters, Mr..
Wilson made no effort to conceal his
grief. AS the hushed voice Of the
! preacher read the burial service. the
presidents, form was visibly shaken
by his strong emotion, and the tears
streamed unchecked down his checks.
Others OF the party wept silently,
softly. When the final benedictio,l
was pronounced the president slowly
returned to his carriage. His eyes
were as those. of one dazed. hut his
step was firm and HIS face was etern
and set.
After the casket wes lowered to its
| final resting place. and the crave