Bisbee daily review., 1919-09-09
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 den by the imposing figure of the general, was a little boy trying to look very dignified 1lc soldierly. He was Sergeant" Warren Pershing, the ccmmander-in-chiefs only surviving child. When the general received his commission he turned to his son ana handed him the document with an injunction to keep it safe. The sergeant" kept it safely all right, but later on, in the great crowd at the city hall, he got separated from his father, much to the dihmay of the general. When the boy was recovered his father asked anxiously:
 Warren, have you got the com mission?"
 .Yes, sir" replied the sergeant promptly.
 Well, see that you hold on to it"
 The army and official family did not have it all their own way at the pre- liminary reception at Hoboken.
 Fifty Girls Green General
 Among a little army of welfare workers who greeted General Persh- ing were 50 girls, three of whom were decorated for bravery under fire while serving with the First civisIon. Eight naval seaplanes scared and circled oyer the Leviathan as she steamed up the bay and included in the commit tee at the dock was Rear Admiral Nor gan, commander of the cruiser and transport service.
 But it was reserved to New York to begin the real ovation to the return ing hero. For hours before the arri- val of the general, the Battery" was thronged with patient thousands who stood in serried ranks silently wait ing. As the little boat with it's dis tinguished party steamed up to the pier an uproar began such as Man haitian probably never had heard be- fore. From thousand factories and vessels steam sirens shrieked out a raucous. welcome, but yainly tried to drown the roar of cheers which rose and feii and rose again. Overhead airplanes dipped and circled, but the drone of their engines was scarcely audible and the most -ailant effort of the fire departments band served only to give the impression of mum Der of men who were silently trying to blow themselves ue arer the man ner of the frog in the fable.
 At first General Pershing semed to be suffering more from embarrass- ment than any other emotion. He walked swiftly from the landing stage to his gaily decorated automobile and settled himself down in his seat like a man who has an important journey to mako and wants to get it over as quickly as possible But as the long procession of cars started up Broad. way he was engulfed in a flood of en' thusiasm before which no man could have remained unmoved. t Storm of Confetti From Sky-Scrapers
 New York's financial district was a bediam of noise and riot of color. Every window in the auge sky-scrap- CTS was packed and even the cloud piercing roofs had their quotas From these a stom of many-colored confetti descended on the surging crowds be- meath. The mists had disappeared with the mounting sun and the bril- lance of the scene was enhanced by strcamers of red, white and blue rib bons which. were shot through the air from hundreds of the windows
 Kissing Not on Program
 The enthusiasm of the spectators found vent in one unrehearsed incl dent which was received by General Pershjng with apparently mingled feelings. As he entered the city hall flanked by Governor Smith and Mayor Hylan, a woman burst past the police guard and implanted a sound kiss on his cheek. Another woman, stirred to emulation, attempted to repeat the feat, but the general rzi-seG his hand in supplication:
 "OL, madam he. said, please don't. Not that"
 The ceremony at the city hall where General Pershing was officially wei Comed to New York was brief After the mayor had delivered his address of welcome and the general had made short reply the party emerged again and the procession. was re- sumed.
 Anything For Noise
 As the procession advanced up- town steam sirens grew few but at steam foundry two husky former "dcughboys," whose somewhat grimy