New Britain herald., 1923-08-07
WASHINGTON AWAITS
 ARRIVAL OF BODY
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to receive the thanks and the plaudits of grateful nation; thus came Hard ing himself only two short years ago, walking strongly, his wide shoulders erect, his face lifted, his eyes alight with elation yet showing to the thoughtful resolve to spare himself nothing of his best endeavor in the nations service.
 That service was given lavishly; so lavishly that death swept down with terrible suddenness to check him in full course and turn him back to come again to Washington through the presidents room, but this time sleeping in flag draped casket, freed forever from the cares of the great office that sapped his life away Silent Honors Now Before, when Harding came to claim the post his countrymen had given him, cheers and shouting greeted him as he stepped out under the arched entrance of the presidents room, to see the wide flung plaza packed with happy people waving him friendly acclaim.
 
 crowded with people who had stood long hours to do him silent honor; to flags dropping at half-mast from the triple staffs that front the great building and from the roof of the silent capitol beyond. He was to come to honors prepared for him such as only dead presidents may know and to a night of peace and utter rest at last in the dim, stately setting of the east room of the White House.
 Cavalry Troop Leading
 Before the train came, the cavalry escort had cattered in from Fort Meyer to form a line across the plaza to the station and wait on rest less mounts until the casket was de- livered into keeping of the army comrades of the dead commander-in- chief to be carried to the White House as fallen soldiers are carried. A battery of field guns, drab in the war paint but with every link and buckle of the horses trappings shining, also waited, and over at the entrance from which the casket and the funeral partS would emerge, the marine band was clustered ready to take it's share in the sorrow.
 Through the soldiery no pains had been spared that each man and animal might do honor to the dead. Flooded mounts of officers and rangy troop horses and gun. teams shone with grooming. The men themselves were trim in olive-drab with tan brimmed caps low over their eyes and | chin straps framing tanned young | faces beneath. At each officers 1 sword hilt rested a cluster of crepe | that will stay there a month in token | of the nations loss. The colors bore | long streamers of black.
 The funeral program called for no of greeting at the train or elsewhere, except for the strains of | the band and the salute of the troops outside. There was just the slow walk behind the casket across the silent concourse and out through the presidents room to the waiting gun 
 Arrangements had been made to ,pare Mrs. Harding even this, and ,losed car waited to hurry her by different route to the White House, hat she might be there when the ,asket was lifted down and carried n to its first night of quiet since it tarted for San Francisco.
 Four Black Horses
 Two troops of cavalry were ordered o lead the way from the station. The funeral caisson to be drawn by our black horses, was allotted the ext place in line, close on the heels If the troopers. Then was to fol- ow the long string of motor cars ,earing President Hardinzs travelling ,arty; then other cars carrying Presi- ent Coolidge and the Official folk of Washington. Behind these were to ,e arrayed the third troop of cavalry nd rumblinE guns of the artillery to ring up the reear of the escort.
 At the White House orders to the roopers directed that they swing side to line up along the broad venue and sttay silent with sabres i t present as the caisson passed [ nd, followed by the motor cars, urned in through the gates to stop efore the wide doors of the mansion.