The Washington herald., 1917-03-06
SOME INAUGURAL HIGH LIGHTS

, four. begins to caper. things are liza
BILE to start happening. and pretty
soon they did. The horse got himself
tangled in the harness. caught his foot
and down he came. |
The battery was dragged OF to one
side, while cavalrymen and their Off
GERS struggled with a fright-crazed
animal that plunged and reared right
| in the faces Of the crowd. Eventually,
q trooper threw himself into the sad
die and the horse went on up the
Avenue at q gallop.
Maj. Pullman's red press badges were
about as useful as dress suit at the
lOyster Shucker's Ball yesterday. They
were worded rather indefinitely and 1t
was a toss-up as to whether one was en-
titled to remain within the lines or
whether one would have to move across
and get under the rope.
The local journalists held an indigna-
ton meeting at Thirteenth and Pennsyl-
vania avenue. after q number had mar
rowly escaped cracked heads at the hands
of the overworked. Impatient gendarmie.
but later in the afternoon. when the po-
lice found their tasks novelty waning,
they "slackened" up q bit and the hum
BILE reporter got a chance to pick up a
'sidelight' OF two on the big show.
Families Of employees Of the District
swarmed into the Municipal Building
at an early hour to witness the parade
from the windows facing. tho Avenue.
In some"of the rooms. where the win
dows were short and high, temporary
stands had been erected. Others stood
on chairs, tables and whatever else
was handy. Every room in which there
was the slightest chance of getting a
nd a
long before the parade started.
The elevator men worked harder for
a short while than they do on regular
work days. Looks like All nebber
get through hauling people up and
down." said a dusky. uniformed en-
ploye. You'd "a think two Presi-
dents was getting nauggerated. in
stead of one
The District Building was as lively
as any building on the Avenue. visi-
tors scurrying back and forth from
police headquarters, newspaper men on
the lookout for bomb plotters. and
hosts Of other visitors.
Old Sol arrived. no matter il the wealth
er man didn't have him on the program
He was on the job the last time Presiden,
Wilson was escorted up the Avenue, and
there was no reason why he should moi
show UP again. He never was more vel
come, because the thousands who were
gathered in the streets and in the stands
were Just about entering the crouch stage
when he appeared. Umbrellas disappear
ed as il by magic, and the folk who wore
galoshes began to wonder why they
brought them along.
Out across the Capitol grounds sped a
very small boy. In front of him-tust a
few feet, but always keeping exactly out
Of reach-rolled a nice. big, red balloon
The crowd quit watching the parade
| for minute and watched the chase.
Catch It, kid" shouted young" mar
with gray hair.
dapper young man, about 30, with g
red card tied to the lapel of his overcoat
left the line, and without a word started
to the rescue.
Across the lawn the three sped, thu
balloon leading, kid losing ground. but
tall person gaining fast
The chase lasted perhaps fifty yard:
more. Then the young man with the rec
card made frenzied leap and an almost
| football tackle.
He got up triumphantly.
] But the kid wasn't a bit triumphant