The Sentinel=record., 1914-08-12
BURIED BESIDE FATHER AND MOTHER IN HER GlRLHOOD
 HOME AT ROME, GA.
SERVICES ARE VERY SIMPLE
President and Party Leave Immedi- ately on Return Trip to the CapI- taI-srief Stop Is Made at At lanta, Ga.

i Rome. Ga, Aug. 11-Mrs. Woodrow | Wilson, wife of the nations presi-
 dent. was buried at Myrtle Hill Gene l tcry here today. Her grave is be. | side those of her father and mother,
 a.most within sight of the house in | which she lived as girl. Tonight
 the president was speeding eastward on his return to Washington. Although thousands of visitors came
 tu Rome today to do honor 10 the
 memry of Mrs. Wilsn, q Sabbath like quiet prevailed The special force>of | police. augmented by members of the
 Georgia national guard found little tu dc beyond warning traffic from the
 streets through which the procession moved.
 lt was exactly 2:30 D. m. when the | Presidents special arrived and few minutes later the casket covered with
 grey broad cloth and surmounted by a | single wreath of flowers was lifted l from the funeral car by eight of Mrs. | Wilson's cousins and borne to tae | hearse. As the train steamed into the station church bells throughout | the city were toled A wide space had been cleared about the stationn
 and the thousands of people stood | back respectively. Those who bore the casket were Edward T. Brown, ! Atlanta; Robert NJ. Hoyt. Made 5.
 toyt and Nathan i1oyt, Rome; B. ? AXson, Savannah: Randolph AXsGn
 and Edward T. Brown, Jr.. and Frank | C. Gebreath, Atlanta.
 The President, followed by Secfe | taIy and Mrs. McAdoo Mir. and Mrs
 Sayre Miss Wilson. Professor Axson and other near relatives and members of the party quickly left the train ani entered their carriages. The process sion then moved through black drapad | streets to the First Presbyterian | Church. More than S00 relatives aad friends of the Wolson and EXson fam quaint little church Mrs. Wilson used tO tatend when her father, Rev. "a ward S. SaXson, was pastor there. The church was draped in black with intertwined wreaths of white flowers. On one wall was q white marble tablet to the memory of Mrs Wilson's father Banks of flowers were piled high about the catafalque upon which the casket was placed. As the President entered following the casket Chopin's funeral march was played softly upon the organ. 4 simple short service was conducted by the Rev. c. G. Sydner, the local pastor. The President. his daughters, Secretary McAdoo and Mir. Sayre oe- cupied the front pew in the center and | hack of them were other members ell the family, Dr. Grayson and Secre tary Tumulty. Two old fashioned hymns, girhood favories of Mrs. Will son, were sung by the choir. Rev. ljr. Synder then read briefly from the scriptures and spoke Of the beauty and charity of Mrs. Wilson's lie. As soon as the church service was ended the casket was carried to the
 waiting hearse and the short journey tn Myrtle llil Cemetery was begun School girls dressed in white aud holding aloftlaurel branches stood ln | line along either side of the streets through which the procession passed. ! Behind them were thousands of peo-
 pie with barred heads bowed. silent | and sorrowful. The entire city was
 draped in funeral black.
 ! The cortege was close to the cenM- | tery when rain began to fall. Tho storm rapidly grew worse. the down
 pour soon becoming torrentiai.
 The services at the grave were
 brief and marked by impressive sim. plicity. The President stood with
 head bowed as the final rites were
 performed
 As he stood with his daughters Mir. Wilson made no effort to conceal ms
 grief. As the hushed voice of the
 preacher read the burial service the | Presidents form was yisibly shaken by his strong emotion and the tears streamed unchecked down his cheeks. lOthers Of the party wept silennt.v. When the final benedction was pro. nounced the President slowly return
 ed to his carriage. His eyes were
 as though of one daed but lis step
 was firm and his face was stern and set.
 After the caslet was lowered and
 the grave filled vast heaps of flow
 CTS, the tribute of the nation, were piled high over the tomb.
 On the way to the cemetery he
 procession passed the house whore
 Mrs. Wilson lived as girl and anorn.
 CT spot above the banks of the Etowan
 River where tradition has it that she
 promised to become the future presI-
 dents bride.
 1 Within less than four hours from