New-York tribune., 1921-03-05
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son shook his head and pointed to his
throat, and the cheers Of the crowd
died out in q surge of personal sym"
pathy for the man in his aftliction,
No doubt, as he has done many slmes
in the last eighteen months, Mr.. Vii
son ovcrestimated his strength and
reaching up, attempted TO pull down
the window. Even so slight an ever
ton was too much for him. Mrs. Will
son, always at his side. caught the
window sash and paused moment,
bowing to the crowd, before she pulled
it down. The incident, rejecting as it
serve of strength, was not lost to the
crowd. Sympathetic murmurs were
heard, and one big-voiced man, who
wanted to say som mething heartening,
doomed out, just before the window
was closed:
"You still look good to US. Mr.. Will
SON"
Finally the former President sent
out word that he was unable to speak,
but that he wanted to assure his
friends Of his appreciation of their in
terest and esteem. That was after two
or three Of those who headed the COM
flower gift and had come out again, and
their cue to dismiss the crowd.
1t was difficult to make the crowd
move on, however. There was more
cheering, and Mr.. Wilson appeared
sgain though the window was only
opened the once. Many still fingered
across the street and on the vacant lot
adjoining the Wilson home. Some curl
Gus women even made their way along
the side driveway and climbed the
stairs leading to the spacious yard in
the rear of the house where the former
President undoubtedly will spend much
OF his time in pleasant weather. Those
women were promptly pursued by a
traffic officer, and returned q little
sulky but plainly unrepentant.
The motor traffic in the street was
constant during the afternoon, except
when the crowd was at it's greatest,
when the stream of automobiles was
halted. Some machines bore friends of
the Wilson's, who stopped and paid their
respects-former members Of the big
official family that had ceased to exist
as family a few hours before They
were freely welcomed, as we're the
neighbors, Immediately after Mr.. Will
son had returned from the Capitol. 1t
was plain enough, though, that this sue
cession of small receptions, some of
them impromptu, was not putting Mr.
Wilson under any such strain as would
have been the case had he attempted
to go through with the Inauguration
program.
DR.. Cary T. Grayson, the cx-Chief
Executives personal physician, accom-
panied him from the Capitol to his new
home.
"Mr Presidents" said the physician
as he started to address him.
NO. Mr.. Wilson interrupted, smil-
ing, plain Woodrow Wilson now"
Chats Despite Drawn Face
The ride Of Mr.. Wilson from the
White House to the Capitol for his
closing hours of work gave the crowd
little indication of his condition. He
chatted with President-elect Harding
who sat beside him, and, though his
face was drawn, he would not be picked
out of a crowd as especially unfit
physically. But those who had seen
him limp to his car, with Senator Knox
on one side and Admiral Grayson on
the other, and who had seen the care
with which he was assisted into the
machine, had it impressed upon then
that the President was on the verge oil
collapse.
When Mr.. Wilson got into IL, car
very slowly, Jimmy Sloan, the
White House secret service man, who
had been travelling with the Harding
party, bent down and guided the
Presidents left foot to the running
board. While the President was en-
terlng the car, Mr.. Harding and Sena-
tor Knox stood at the side of the
portico. Mr.. Harding showed the ut.
most sympathy and concern, though
it was plain, at the same time that he
did not want to do or say anything