The Alaska daily empire., 1922-03-27
The Man They Cannot Forget.
(Collier's Weekly, IndD

may have come to disdain and even despise them, but they uprooted. Then you reached your highest you know it.
 When noble ideal kindles such enthusiasms !
 that ideal becomes one of those things that without warning, intervals, flares up, And you sit in the light of the flare and ponder Why did it fail? Not because it was not beautiful-right, desirable Was it because you were not fit for beauty right eousness, desirabty?
 Peoples like They may lay aside their great hopes but to the end there are hours when they sit with them and ponder.
 Perhaps that is the explanation of the persistent rnvsterious unconscious way in which men today planaton. Why, in Washington for months now has the sightseeing wagon followed his car? Why do the chatterng tourists inside silent as they pass it? They don't peer They lift their hats and sigh, and it sometimes takes minutes and striking sights to- break the mood the feeting glimpse of that drawn, long white has stirred.
 Why it that Sundays and holidays and women and chdren--mOst of them busy through the week-walk to his house and stand there in groups, speak together in hushed tones if something sol emn and ennobng moved in them? Curiosity? Men chatter and gibe and joste in curiosity These people are silent, gentle and orderly You will see them before the theatre nights when it is known that MT Wilson is within quietly waiting for him to come out. There will be fifty, hundred, even sometimes Ia thousand They cheer him he passes, and there often chokes in the cheers, and always tenderness Why do they do it? Nothing instinctive more un planned, goes in Washington. Let it be known that he is in his seat in theatre and the whole house will rise in homage Let his face be thrown lon the screen, and it will draw greeting that the face of other living American receives. And that is true not only in Washington alone.
 Why should the vast throng that packed Penn sylvania Avenue from end to end Armistce Day have stood reverenty, with heads barred in silence the bier of the Unknown Soldier passed, attended by all the official greatness of the moment-the Pres- dent his Cabinet the Supreme Court the House. the Senate, the Diplomatic Corps Pershing Foch-why should this crowd have watched in silence until quite unexpectedly, carriage far down the line to view? Why should this crowd, unconscious of what it doing, have broken into low cry of sympathy and grief There's Wilson, The cry flew down the long avenue.
 They him the man who had called into service the boy they honored who had put the won derful light in his that light which a great French surgeon said: The American, soldier is diff ferent from all others. I don't know what it s whether it is God the Monroe Doctrine, President Wilson; but he has something in his eye' Yes Wilson's place by the dead soldier and the people knew it, and told him so by their unconscious burst
 Woodrow Wilson something to the people Of the United States something profound something they cannot forget. People think of him as the man who was behind the inspiration of their great est moments; who stirred them fresh understand ing of words that had become mere batter many tongues" democracy" union" He made them real- ties, personal, deep-showed them the reason of all that is good in present. all that hopeful in our future, the working basis which men may strive to liberty of soul and peaceful achievement He made them literally things to die for, lifting all of our plain humble thousands who knew applause or wealth or the honor of office into the ranks of those who willing to die for an ideal-the highest nlane that humans reach
 People thinking also of his work in that after war period when the hate and bitterness that war has loosed have of the restraints that war compels, and we must, by and good will and patience, restore our controls-that terrible period We speak of as reconstruction. There too he kinded enthusiasns. Now" he said let do what men have long dreamed-give each people it's chance | cut down the foolish barriers of trade limit our arma ments enter into union of all nations pledged toI cooperation and peace.'
 The people of the earth rallied to his plan pledged themselves. And then the loosed passions began their him. Those who wanted peaceI and believed it those who hated peace and be- heved it impossible those who enved his place, diff fered with his judgments, failed of his fayor-these and many more joined in attack such as few men have ever faced in the history of this earth. HeI fought a finish, that he might secure the nledpoi of the nations to the ideal of world cooperation
 He won-won with the peoples the world if not with all Of their governments. They look to him as the man who drove that ideal deep into the soul or the nations that no man or men destroy It, It has become an asset of tormened humanity a possible way out of salughter and hate Through all the future men will be building upon it. adapting expanding, as men have built Washington's work or l1ncons work knowing that their efforts rest on something essentially sound and secure
 They are simple people remember, those thou sands whose hearts he had enkinded They areI the people who do the work of the world and their minds are easily bewildered. "He has deceived you they were told "He has given you dreams Dreams A"i with him! Down with him! As a great nation you have strength, you have gold. Keep them Stand alone Do not forget that you do not live by ideals
 And the people withdrew--bewdered But inc shouting over, they remembered their long days of exaltation. of sacrifice, of freedom and bodness of woNhwhiIeness Was it only deception? Was all they mad felt mere magic of words on their m trained minds the stir of feeting passion in their ENes! Was there no sense. no reality, in it all?
 That IS what thousands upon thousands have been asking in these past days And slowly they are turn ing to him who led them. His suffering face and