Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-11-07


than $500 students we're at the concert,
and when it was over they piled out in
wild confusion, joined with other
thousands already hurrying up the
| picturesque slope and Stormed the
Hoover citadel
Sousa and his band we're hustled
| into automobiles and driven at the
head of the carefree. jubilant army
| of red-capped besweatered youths and
excited co-eds. Virtually the entire
population of Palo Alto followed. in
automobiles and afoot. Breaking
through police and special militia lines
thrown about the Hoover grounds, the
imprisoned throng leaped hedges and
shubbery and congregated before the
heavy. iron-bound timber door. Tiers
of arc lights flooded the entranceway
for the benefit of dozens Of camera
men.
Sousa dismounted, baton in hand,
and was admitted to the house. He
shook hands with Hoover, congratulated
him, and went out again. His musicians
had formed a semi-circle in a space
cleared with great difficulty in the
driveway. They struck up the inevitable
STARS and Stripes Forever" and another
Sousa composition, as Mr.. and Mrs.
Hoover and other members of the
family came out on the step. A deafen-
ing shout rent the air, and the photog-
raphers were electrified into action.
Appear on Roof.
The Hoovers then went into the house
and climbed, with their other guests, to
the roof of rambling terrace, so that
thep could better view the weaving
mass below them. Hoover's reappear-
ance on the roof was the signal for an
other demonstration, this time of or
ganized proportions.
Three college youths shed their blar-
ing sweaters, mounted folding chairs
and called for ''skyrocket"-the we'll
known "Sis-boom-ah" with Hoover" at
the end. 1t was given as only rampant
college boys can give it. Then followed
a cheer for Mrs. Hoover, another for
the band and finally one for President
Hoover"
There were insistent cries for a
speech, SO Hoover geStured for silence
and gave his brief words of apprecia-
ton.
The band struck up the "Star Spangled
Banner" and simultaneously the bombs
began bursting in air. The display of
pyrotechnicS was thrilling sight
against the clear, dark sky. Red flares
also were burned outside the grounds.
AS the band left, the spectators on the
roof went inside and the happy crowds
began to trickle down the hillside to
the strains of Aud Lang Syne."
Before the guests departed, a buffet
supper was served in the dining room
and similar repaSt was spread for
newspaper men and others in the press
room, set up in one of the lower ter
races. The dining room table was piled
high with meat and cheese sandwiches,
while coffee and fruit punch was served
at one end of the table. In the center
Of the table we're two twisted candle
sticks of silver, with yard-high slender
candles alight.
Pictures Of Campaign.
An unexpected climax was the show
ing of motion pictures of Hoovers cam
paign trips through several States and
just before breaking up Of the party of
complete news reels showing Hoover
casting his vote few hours earlier in
the day, and announcing his election as
the next President of the United States.
When the campaign reels we're
shown, Mrs. Hoover broke in with an
apologize explanation that this part
Of the program of our little party is
not staged by the Hoovers, but by rep
rCSenCaClVeS OF the news reels. Sne SalQ,
with laugh, that she wanted her
guests to understand that she wouldn't
have permitted the pictures to be shown
had she known there was 80 much
Hoover" in it. The pictures were pro-
jected from a portable machine onto a
bed sheet stretched at one side of the
living room.
Hoover received his first returns as
he was preparing to go to the polls yes
terday. They were from two small
Massachusetts, towns Mount Washing
ton and New Ashford, and showed him
leading Gov Smith by large majority
He smiled as he read them, but made
no comment.
Then he got into a waiting automo-
bile, accompanied by Mrs. Hoover, Mr.
and Mrs. Hoover, jr, and Allan, and
was driven down the steep, winding
driveway of San Juan Hill to the uni
versity polling place, in the women's
clubhouse of Stanford University.
There he found awaiting him several
hundred college boys and co-eds who
had sneaked away from classes to see
their distinguished alumnus and alumna
cast their votes. The boys had no hats
to wave--they don't wear them here