The Washington times., 1920-05-19
y Presidents and Pies
An Interesting Account of Washington Peo.
pie of Yesterday and Today BY the wife
of the Well Kn0IDn DiDlOmdtist
BY Mrs. Larx Anderson .
By Mrs. Larx Anderson.

international differences and were
very nice and polite TO each other
and everybody else!
June came warm and bright that
year, and We went on RoNana down
TO New London for the Harvard
Yale races, snchoring upstream by
the flags that marked the finish.
The Thames was clear sapphire
between the high green banks.
There were magnificent big black
yachts and white ones. housebostS
End sailing craft, and even small
canoes. The excitement over the
varsity race was intense-the
cheering on shore could be plainly
heard. The observation train had
left, the crew had started, the peo-
pie along the bank began 10 run,
and the boats to whistle. Harvard
was ahesd-no, impossible TO tell
yes. IL really was Harvard! And
so on. until through the glasses 1t
was decided that Harvard positive
ly had the lead: then, could she
hold 1t? Yes, she did, and on she
came, and finished, the winner by
six lengths. After IL was all over
the Harvard crew pluckily rowed
with more or less spirit to their
quarters and then some OF them
jumped into the water for a swim.
Six races won by Harvard in two
days-never had such a thing been
known before.
AS the great race ended. there
came a deafening blast of toots and
whistles and sirens-sounds that
later in Paris were to be a familiar
part Of the night hours. as warnings
of approaching air raids. The rush
OF boats to get their passengers
ashore was bewilderinG-tugs turn
ing this way and that and somo-
times colliding, the buzz of engines.
the splash of water, the waving of
fags. and cheerful greetings from
one craft to another. Far of, in
the distance, like two great crawling
serpents on either side of the river.
crept the observation trains. crowd
ed with cheering people.
Later, in the silence of the night
beneath the moon, with the bright
colored lights shining from the
yachts, we could still hear the
shouts of "Rah, rah, rah, Harvard!~
From New London we started tho
next day on Roxana for Newport
steaming along the bare sandy coast
past Watch Hill with its many cot
tages. leaving on our port gray
and wave-washcd wreck perched
upon a reef to tell it's tale of dis
aster, A torpedo boat destroyer
hove to on the starhoard; we cx-
changed friendly greetings with the
lightship keeper, and yacht fitting
by hailed us to ask IL we had seen
a lost sailor in a small boat any
where on our trip. Tugs puffcd
along drawing coal bargcs which
.,,.1, - l. xrtI ,tr a
squabbling seagulls. Roxana, too,
danced and rocked, and we held on
while the inkstand slipped off and
cavorted across the cabin, and the
Victrola jumped solidly to the foor.
After rounding Point Judith with
gay Narragansett Pier in the dis
tance, the cliffs OF Newport loomed
up, the spray dashing against them.
the bell buoys ringing and moaning.
We entered the familiar harbor of
Newport just as the sun. a ball of
fire, hid behind the dark houses on
the torpedo station, while black
clouds gathered over the town and
lightning zigzagged through the
sky.
After a brief stay in Newport.
we steamed back through the
sound to New York and cruised
SLOWLY up the harDOr, past the Dig
ocean liners, their steerage crowd
ed to the very gunwales with dark
faced and bright-k erchiefed immi-
grants, looking hopefully UP to
where the Statue of Liberty lifted
her torch on high.
While in New York had the
good luck to be of a party that
lunched at Ellis Island with the
Commissioner OF immigration. Ev-
cry detail was OF such vital sig
nificance that IL I had my choice I
should rather be Commissioner of
Immigration than President OF the
United States!
We were admitted to the private
office where he sat at his desk with
his old-maid clerk opposite. With
his firm mouth and the kindly
twinkle in his blue eyes. he looked
just the man for the place. He eX-
planned that the case which came
before him had been through two
or three sieves already, and the
court had decided that the people
must be returned to their countries,
but they were making one final ap-
peal to him.
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