The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1922-11-22
WILSON'S FIRST TALK IN
THREE YEARS sTIRs 1000
Ex.President, Health Improved,
Addresses Armistice Crowd,
Who Cheers Him.

| ness urOVe MIN during MS western
speaking tour in September, 1919
he emerged with dramatic unex.
pectedness, vastly improved In
healthful appearance and vigor OF
voice, to utter again the principles
he was fighting for when he was
stricken.
The incident was notable above
all else for the nature of the mes
saga prophecy that America s
sense of justice will yet sweep blind
partisans from the path and bring
peace to the world. And this in it.
self was given as the former Presi-
dents comment on Tuesdays elec-
lions.
1t was impressive for the wild
fervor of more than 1000 admirers
massed upon the steep slope of S.
Street before the Wilson home. 1t
was particularly fitting, for it came
upon Armistice Day, which had
brought these crowds there to pay
tribute, as they did a year ago, to
the man who had pointed the path
which he is still following as stead
tasty as his broken health permits.
Scene Deeply Moving
1t was likewise deeply moving
for the pathos of scene in which
an ex-President. leaning heavily up.
on the arm of an attendant, rises
above physical infirmity to sound
again the keynote of his convictions
through all the storms of politics
that have swept him-could not os-
cape even rabid dissenters. To these
few thousands of ADMIRERS, perhaps
half of them women, crowding every
space within earshot, disposed upon
tree branches, walls and high en-
bankment across the street, the
moment meant the invisible mass
emitionalism. Women wept freely.
Men stood with their hats off.
AS for Mr.. Wilson, his left arm
still limp, but his cane grasped firm
ly in his right hand, he came very
slowly out of his doorway to place,
on the low stone step, relinQuishtd
his attendants aid, and waved his
silk hat, smiling no set smile, but
one of genuine pleasure. His cheeks
glowed with better color than he has
had since he first became seriously
ill. He looked stouter, his eye as
keen and alert as ever. His voice
was something of a revelation for
the few words of thanks he murmur-
ed a year ago on Ike occasion, were
inaudible and haltingly spoken. To-
day it was vibrant, spirited and fair
ly strong--it never was powerful.
Flowers on Doorstep
There was the utmost simplicity
to the crowds program to-day. They
purposed simply to go to the Wilson
home and briefly remind him of their
The old Southern songs
were sung-school children in bright
red and white costumes denoting
some health crusade-war veterans
in uniform-women's organizations
with brilliant banners. The Wilson
doorstep was heaped with bouquets
and baskets of gay flowers.
1t was upon this bright sunlit
scene that the former President /
smiled as he came from the dark of
his hallway. Mrs. Wilson behind
him. The air was split with cheer |
ing 1t rose again and again until
Henry Morgenthau, former Ambassa-
dor to Turkey, had subdued it final
ly by pianissimo movements of both
hands. Then Mr.. Morgenthau read
an address, purposely brief to spare
Mr.. Wilson a long strain of attend
ance.
But Mr.. Wilson seemed well able
to undergo what his family feared
would be too great a tax on his
strength. He stood, a triie bent,
but smiling and at ease. resting his
right hand against stone pillar, his
cane hooked into his coat pocket,
and twice he interrupted Mr.. Morgen-
thau with quick smile and COM
ment.
U. s. Hasn't Moved Forward
1T would take several hours to
tell you what is in our hearts and
minds" Mr.. Morgenthau was saying
by way of explaining the forthcoming
brevity of his remarks. I
Don't do it," Mr.. Wilson said
with broad smile,
Last Tuesday 1t was demonstra-
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