New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1921-08-02
President Sees
World Freedom
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central power of preservation and de-
Tense, let us preserve it 80"
1t has been n great day added to
the colorful history of Plymouth.
Its beginning was the landing this
morning of President Harding and his
distinguished company. Its end was
late tonight, when a submarine chaser
took him down the harbor, past the
shadowy form of an anchored replica
of the old Mayflower, to the deck of the
brilliantly illuminated Presidential
yacht Mayfower.
Mayfower Descendants Present
When President and Mrs. Harding
and their guests came ashore this
morning the pier was crowded with
persons with papers to prove their
descent from some one or another of
those 102 passengers who came in the
Old Mayfiower. AT the forefront of
this gathering were Governor Cox and
Senator Lodge. The Senator, it is
tue, was triffe raffled in temper,
for an officious special policeman had
once expelled him from the pier. deaf
t. his protests and announcements of
his identity.
Rising up from the curved shore line
was the cd town, its ancient houses
and its modern structures all but con-
ccaied by flags and bunting Just off
the point of the Gurnet, the sandy
island that forms the harbor, was tha
PRESIDENTS white yacht. In line be-
yond the Gurnet were gray burs that
We're tho United States fighting ships
FLORIDA, Delaware and North Dakota
and the British cruiser Cambrian.
From the decks of these ships. as
they doomed a twenty-cne gun salute,
the landward horizon must have been
slightly clcuded by dust, for every
road of which Plymouth is tho focal
point was choked with automobiles
bearing the license tags of all the New
England States. In the tonneaus and
tied to the running boards were
baskets filled with fried chicken and
crullers and other Yankee dainties.
When President aud Mrs. Harding had
entered an automobile and Vice-Pren-
dent and Mrs. Coolidge, Secretary and
Mrs. Weeks, Speaker and Mrs. Fred
erick Gillett Senator and Mrs. Freling-
huysen, Senator Hale and others had
been seated in the cars provided for
them cavalry bugle sounded and
troop of the Sd Regulars started of
MT trot, heading the procession along
Main Street to a point at the edge of
town. where it became the head of
parade of five important divisions.
Cheering Crowds Greet President
From every window in every one Of
the old houses that shelter the towns
people leaned men and women to cheer
and wave flags at the President and
his wife. Mr.. Harding was standing
throughout the journey back to the
reviewing stand, which was not many
yards from Plymouth Rock, and Mrs
Harding's snowy furs at times served
her as. banner with which to return
the salutes sent in her direction.
at the wheel in some OF the autcmo-
Iiles parked in the side streets were
miadle-aged women in the prim gray
frocks and white neckerchiefs that
we're worn by their Puritan ancestors.
There were more in similar garb in
rocking chairs on the front piazzas. In
the street throngs were men in the high
crowned hats, breeches and buckled
shoes of their male ancestors. Also
there were Indians, some of them gen.
uine and others as palpahly frauds as
Boston Tea Party. A trio of men
dressed to represent the men pictured
in "The Spirit of '76" shouted to at
tract the attention Of the President,
and when they had accomplished their
purpose one of them let him know, in
nigh pitched voice, that the flag he CAR
ried was "115 years old, and once flew
from the mast of New Bedford
wha1er."
Keep her flying" responded the
President.
N the reviewing stand the President
and his wife were in a futtcr of in
7 = - Oft
exploiting some scene in the early
h.s.ory vi the land. Once banner,
held by small boy drum major caught
Mrs. Harding's eye, and she nudged
her husband SO that he would not miss
the grand salute of the youngster.
When the President gravely returned
the courtesy the lad all SUIT popped
the top button from his tightly filled
red jacket
War Veterans in Parade
Hundreds and hundreds of New Eng
land World War veterans passed along
with the battle flags that these Yam
KEGS have followed at Chapultepec, at
Cold Harbor, San Juan Hill and in
France. In the parade also were a de-
tachment of British marines, escorted
by a blunt faced English bulldog.
Then came u Canadian veterans post,
all all of whom had seen fighting at
Vimy Ridge. Mr.. Harding rose and
saluted as the leader of these men
shouted eyes right" They were still
haggard and worn, and some of them
limped unsteadily in their plaid kilties.
Another float was replica of the San
Gabriel, Vasco da Gama's tiny but
venturesome craft, and behind it
marched company of Portuguese fish
erfolk-men, women and children.
There was Daniel Webstes's coach,
drawn by two horses that Daniel would
have scorned, and n papier-mache whale
was relentlessly pursued past the re-
viewing stand by a brawny whale hunt
er, with appraised harpoon, ready to
strike.
President Harding had hearty
laugh at one group of seafaring men
who represented Captain Jones's party
in a shallop. They were drinking by
turns from wicker demijohn, support
ed on their raised elbows, and the
President whooped with joy as he
watched them.
After the parade there was lunch
con at the Hotel Samoset, where the
President smilingly acknowledged an
introduction to a small, wrinkled old
woman in Indian costume. She was
Mrs. Carlot Mitchell, eighth in line of
descent from the chic ftain Massasoit.
1t was at the Samoset also that Mrs.
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