Bisbee daily review., 1921-03-05
GOES. SMILING. T0 PRIVATE LIFE
Retiring Executive Draws Cheers As He Rides To
 Capitol With Harding


 | WASHINGTON, March 4.-(By the Associated Press slight storm toss ed years in the presidency. filled with moments and scenes that will live forever in human history, ended today for Woodrow Wilson, just plain Wood row Wilson now" as he smillngly as serted. Under his own roof again as private citizen, he rested tonight with his burdens of state transferred to other shoulders and the shouting and tumult of public place behind him. And through a day that had taxed his broken physical powers greatly. he came smilingly with no hint at regret in his retirement There was but one incident when that cheerful mood seemed to fail MT. Wilson had been telling Senator Knox that he would not witness the | inauguration of Vice President Cool idge, as he doubted his ability to ne- sOtiate the few steps he must climb
 Won't Throw Senate Down The senate has thrown me down." ! he said to the Pennsylvania senator | in reference to battles of the past, and the peace treaty, but 1 am not going to fall down."
 A moment later some one called | his attention to the fact that Senator Lodge had arrived as head Of the joint committee to inform the president that the 66th congress stood ready for | adjournmentA
 Mir. Wilson turned toward the man who led the fight against the treaty His face lost its smile as he listened to the senator's formal report and there was in his tone touch of cool formality as he said:
 Gives Lodge Curt Answer
 "I have no further communication to make. I appreciate your courtesy. Good morning."
 From the moment he emerged from the white house to enter the automo- bile that carried them to the capitol, MT. Wilson was shown utmost cour- tesy by Mir. Harding. As he started the painful descent of the white house steps, Mir. Wilson was aided by se- cret service men. After he sank back into his seat, MT. Harding step- ped in and they rode side by side, neither, in courtesy to the other. res bonding to the cheers or salutes that greeted them.
 At the capitol. the car drew up first at the senate wing entrance. MT. Harding and others in the car, except MT. Wilson. alighted and here the crowd waited. Evidently it had been pre-arranged that there should be no public comparison to be drawn be- tween the big. strong figure of the new president and the crippled form of the old. for MT. Wilson rode on alone to a little used door where he had but two steps to mount.
 Lifted Out Of Car
 MT. Wilson was lifted out of the car and up the two steps by Arthur Brooks, negro custodian of the white house. At the top he paused and then grasping his cane. but alone and un- aided. he moved through the door to plod slowly over the three hundred yards of stone Tagging to the eieva- tor
 The crowd at.the otner door set out to find Mr. Wilson. They caught up with him as he turned toward an elevator. There were murmurs of sympathy as the spectators caught sight of the gray haired figure going slowly and with such evidence of bodily powers driven to their work only by a mastering exercise of will; but MT. Wilson nodded mad smiled as he forced himself on.
 Lifted one floor in the elevator, Mir Wilson. still alone, made his way to the presidents room and the busi- ness before him. He greeted the senators waiting there. exchanged humorous Quips with him and signed or waved away bills laid before him. Harding Moved to Sympathy As he said goodbye to MT. Wilson. the incoming president again display ed the sympathy he felt for his stricken predecessor. They clasped hands and Mir. Harding said:
 Goodbye. MT. President. know you are glad to be relieved of your burden and worries. I want to tell you how much I appreciate the cour- tesies you have extended to me" Mir. Wilson seemed to agree that he was glad to be free. for he even gained in eheerfulness as he moved out of the room. with Senator Knox escorting him.
 "I can't get accustomed to this feeling" Mir. Wilson said to the sena- tor. My feet feel 90 light" Tn the elevator. the president swung his cane by it's curved handle into the breast pocket of his coat and stood
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