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MSRN IN OffICE ILSON AN MARSHALL ARE IN AIJGURATED IN PRESENCE OF THRONiS The Democrats Takes the Reins of Government Again After Twenty Eight Years by the Inauguration of Woodrow Wilson and Thos. R. Marshall Into Office Tuesday. Woodrow Wilson of New .Jersey, was Inaugurated Tuesday as Presi dent of the United States; Thomas R. Marshall, of Indiana, its- Vice?Presi dent; Democracy, the vehicle of its destiny. - Under the dome of the na tion's Capitol, in the presence of a countless concourse of his fellow-citi zents, the new President raised a hand toward a prophetic sun that burst through dissolving clouds and pronounced the occasion a day of dedication; not of triumph. It was an intensely human, prece dent-breaking inauguration. With members of his chosen Cabinet sur rounding him, the Justices of the Su preme Court before him, his wife and daughters aetually dancing for joy on the platform below, and Wil liam Howard Taft, Ex-President of the nation, at his side, the new Pres ident shouted a summons to all "hon est, patriotic, fqrward-looking men" to aid him, extending the premise that he would not fail them in the guidance of their Government. r. While the President's concluding Inaugural words were tossing in tu multuous waves of applause, the re tiring President clasped his hand and einted as a patriotic servant in the riks of private citizenship. "Mr. ".resident," said Mr. Taft, his face beaming with a smile, "I-wish you a successful administration and the 'arrying out of your alms. We will - at be behind you." "Thank you," ; aid President Wilson, and he turn ed to shake the hand- of his Secre tary of State, William J. Bryan. There they stood-Taft, standard bearer of a vanquished party after sixteen years of power; Bryan, per sistent plodder of progressive Democ acy, thrice defeated, accepting a commission from a new chieftain; and. Wilson. the man of the hour, v-ictorious, mustering, as he express ed it, "not the forces of the party, - but the forces of humanity." It was a political picture far be yond imagination of a few years gone by, a setting that stirred the souls of the assembled hosts, whose cheering at the scene seemed actually to re verberate from the distant Virginia The military and civic pageant hfat followed this climax of the his toric day was more than five hours nassing in review. Leaving the Capi tol Hill at-two o'clock In the after noon. the last of the marching thou sands had not saluted the Prgesident '- util, long after darkness had fall en. President Wilson stood for more than- an hour under the glare of my Tla of brillant electric lights as he .greeted thousands in the long line, among them the~hoet or Princeton students, who, as they passed before him, shouted a hearty greeting that be never can forget. The music of the bands, the glitter of the uniforms and all the euthusi ,asm that had gone before him had stirred him again and again, but the * sight of this cheering student army was to President Wilson an inspira tion that brought cherished memories and joyous tears. Not long after the. boys from Old Nassau had passed he *turned from the human panorama and entered the White House to grasp the wheel of'the ship of state. Ceremonies in the Senate chamber which marked the dying of the 62nd and the vitalizing of the new 63rd Congres, embracing the inaugura -tion of Vice-President Marshall- and the swearing in of the Senators-elect, were never more- impressive. Though - delayed somewhat by the course of legislation necessitating turning back half, an hour the hayds'of the clock, the Interest was tense. , The procession Into the'chamber of members of the House, ambassa dors and ministers of foreign coun tries In all their brilliant regalia, the Chief Justice and Justices of the Su -preme Court, In their sombre rosbes, the Vice-President-elect, President - Taft, and the President-elect, side -by side, escorted by the members of the *congressional ipaugural committee, was an inspiring spectacle. When all had taken their places and the members of the new cabi net had been seated in the rear of the room, .Mr. Marshall took the oath of -office, administered by Senator Gal linger, at exactly 12:34 o'clock. He -then delivered his Inaugural address, In which he referred to the Senate as the "blinders of the governmental harness". Then began the pirocession from *the Senate, wind-ing to the great am phitheatre at the east front of the capitol. Af ur Chief Justice White, *followed by the other justices of the supreme court, had entered the inau gural stand; President Taft and Pres ident-elect Wilson appeared In the doorway of the capitol. Their pres ence was the signal for cheers from the crowd assembled in the wide es -planade and the huge grandstand, and perched on the roof of the cap .itol from one end to the other. Reaching the stand the president elect stood for several moments with head bared, acknowledging the plau dits of the crowd. Then with the president, the chosen members of his cabinet, the Vice-President-elect, the -Justices and Speaker Clark, he seat ed himself to await the solemn cere mony. ?romptily at 1:35 o'clock, when Chief Justice White arose to admin ister the oath and Woodrow Wilson stood with right hand upraised to heaven, the most human touching picture of the day asserted itself. Mrs. Wilson could not see well from her seat. As spryly as a little girl, she moved her chair to the side of the rostrum and climbed upon it with the assistance of Lieut. Rogers, the president's naval aide. Grasping the * raIling, she stood there gazing at the president as he kissed the Bible and she- remained standing until his ad dress was concluded. Then the Misses Wilson joined her. When the new president swore to uphold and defend thn constitution he stooped and kiss HIS LAST DAY A BUSY ONE TAFT WELCOMES WILSON TO THE WHITE HOUSE. The Outgoing President Received Many Callers, Among Them Being William Jennings Bryan. President Taft's last day in the White House was one of his busiest. As a working day it did not last more than ten hours, but it was crowded with unusual events, full of incidents that fall to the man who sits in the White House and crown ed with pleasantries. The President shook hands with several hundred citizens and officials of the government; received scores of telegrams from friends all over the world; signed his name to pile after pile of pictures and letters and held three receptions. He quit the room he has occupied for four years in the executive office with a smile and without a backward glance. He met his old-time friends of the Washington diplomatic corps and the Justices of the Supreme Court in the White House, and last of all, he gave the first formal welcome in that mansion to the President-elect and Mrs. Wilson. Monday night the President and Mrs. Taft were guests at a private dinner given by Miss Mabel -Board man. All together, as ,Mr. Taft told 'visitors Monday, it was one of the 1happiest days of his life and the re gret he may have had over things he was unable to accomplish was more than offset by the remembrance of the pleasant paths he has traversed. The President received the Presi dent-elect and Mrs. Wilson at six o'clock Monday night. Col. Spencer Cosby, chief aide to the President had sent his own touring car to bring them through the crowded thorough fares. A few hundred persons gath ered in front of the mansion, cheered when they recognized the next Pres ident and his wife. On the bronze seal of the United States, imbedded deep In the marble floor of the main hallway, President Taft was waiting to receive his guests. He offered his arm to Mrs. Wilson and escorted the next "First Lady of the Land" to the quiet of the Green room. Mrs. Taft and Miss Helen, the only members of the re tiring President's family in town, came down the stairway a few mo ments later and the President-to-be, his wife and the Presidents who quit Tuesday, and his wife and daughter, talked alone. William Jennings Bryan was one of the last distinguished visitors who saw the President in his office. Col. Bryan came unannounced late in the afternoon. "Here's something I tant to show you," said the President, as he grasp ed the visitor by the arm and led him to the Cabinet room. "This," continued the President, "is the Cabinet room." Mr. Brryan sat down in the chair of the Secretary of State, but made no comment. "I just dropped in to say fare well," he told the newspaper men as he departed. "I have many Repub lican friends as 'well as those In the Democratic party." Before he left his office for the last time the President shook hands with the members of the executive office staff. of James D. ~Maher, deputy clerk of the supreme court. His hand touch ed a page, turned at random, and fell upon the 119th Psalm. When congratulations were over. the Justices of the Supreme Court, members of the retiring and incom ing Cabinets and others shaking the hand of the new Chief Magistrate', he was ushered to the 6arriage in front of the stand. Mr. Taft followed him into the carriage. His smile had not worn off and it radiated over the crowd as the new President doffed his hat to the.,populace when the pro cession started. There was hardly a minute during the new President's ride from the Capitol to the White House that he did not hear a constantly rising chorus of cheers. As his carriage passed up Pennsylvania avenue and thos'e in each section of the densely crowded thoroughfare spied the vis age of the new President, the out bursts seemed to increase in volume and enthusiasm. The mass of humanity that crowd ed its way within seeing distance of the Presidential carriage could not be pictured by numerical estimates for there was hardly any space on the avenue or its tributary streets which was not filled. The buildings along the way seemed fairy hidden by their human coverings, and the especially built street stanids were crowded to over-flowing. Amid it all was a pro ed the open Bible, held in the hands fusion of decoration, a vari-colored and elaborate, so that the buildings along the way were fairly hidden -be hind it all. President Wilson doffed his hat continually in recognition of p. longed ovations. The ride from the White House to the Capitol was ,brief but spectacular. The Essex troop, of New Je'rsey, led the Presidential carriage, while the Cullver cadet troop , of Indiana, escorted Mr. Mar shall. Although the crowds were not as demonstrative on this occa sion as they were on the return journey from the Capitol to th~e White House, there was a cheering tribute all along the line. It was nearly 3'clock before Presi dent Wilson returned to the White House. where he partook of a buffet luncheon with 250 Invited guests, in cluding members of the new Cabinet and official folk generally. Sold Gold Coins for Brass. Five boys of Scranton, Pa., offer ed $10 and $20 gold pieces on the streets of that city for 25c each. When searched by the police the youths' pockets produced over $500 In gold coins, which they admitted taking from the cellar of a house formerly occupied by Peter J. Scan Ion, a miser. The boys thought the coins were brass medals. Miedi'cal Meet Is Held. The National Association of Ameri can Medical Colleges began its annual convention at Chica go Monday in the Cngress Hotel. The sessions were addressed by medical experts and teachers from various parts of the country, including several professors fom the Uiriversity of Ch a cigo. THE RACE OF CAR "NUMBER NINETEEN" A STORY IN TWO PARTS. Part II. As No. 18 rolled up to the tape the grand stand burst Into cheering and clapping of hand. No. 18 was easily the favorite. It was made by a famous firm, and had won several smaller races during the summer and had made a good showing in France in the Gordon Bennett Cup Race. Its driver, Pearson, was skillful and reckless; and though he habitually disregarded the rights of other driv ers, this affected him little with the public, which sees only results and judges by them. As he bolted away, Pearson responded to the applause with a jaunty wave of a gauntleted hand. Nineteen was next. The grand stand looked on listlessly; she was the nobody of the race. Jack crank ed the engine, which started going with the din of a rapid-fire gun, and leaped in. Morgan pulled his gog gles' down over his eyes, and sat tensely waiting, 'while the starters. who shared the grand stand's opin ion of Nineteen, perfunctorialy shouted the seconds into his ears: "Fifteen-ten-five - four - three -" he turned his head and had a glimpse of a smiling figure leaning over a box railing-"two-one go!" He let the cluith in slowly, and the car moved easily away from the silent grand stand-silent save for one pair of clapping hands. He shifted to the high gear, the car fair ly sprang into sprinting speed, and flashed away down the oiled road and the race that was to mean,every thing or nothing to Morgan was on. On the racer sped, the incarnation of velocity. To drive this creature of steel and fire is the most dangerous thing man does in the name of sport. Man's highest development of God's material is in it, but under so terrific a strain man's best may snap. The course is narrow and has its turns, and only the coolest nerve and the steadiest, quickest hand can hold the creature to her path. A snap, or an instant's unsteadiness of hand and the race may be forever over for man and machine. And there may be a ragged hole in the bordering hu man wall where the machine tore through. Morgan had the hand and the nerve; and this flying ton of. steel' was as obedient to his will as though it had been flesh and .bone of his own body-which, indeed, it was. The wind roared about them; the road side trees were a green smear; the two lines of people were not people, but two black walls-and the throb bing racer shot onward, onward like a bullet aimed at the red eye of the rising sun. To keep your machine in the road, and to keep it going at eighty an hour on the straightaways and at fcrty on the turns-that's the sub stance of driving a racer, baring mishaps. And that was the sub stance of Morgan's first round. He crep up to within half a mile of ~Eigteen and was holding that posi tion when he skimmed past the grand stand. The grand stand blur to him, but the corner of his eye caught the waving of a single handkerchief. "Thirty minutes!" Jack announc ed. "Great!" Morgan nodded, his eyes on the oiled roadway. A few miles on Fearson had a puncture in his rear tire, and stop Fed in the very middle of the road to repair It. It was such .breaches of racing etiquette as this that made him so cordially detested by other drivers. Morgan, tearing on be hind, had to slow down .id run al most off the course' to get by. The slow-down cost him a quartet of a minute; and three-hundred mile races are sometimes won by little more. A little further on, Morgan, him self, had a rear tire pucture. He stopped at the next tire station and had It replaced, and was starting It off again, after a lcoss of three min ues, when Pearson came whizzing by. Morgan set out in grim pursuit and gradually closed the gap between them. When thirty yards behind, he sounded his horn. for Pearsc'n to give rim half the road, but Pearson, de spite the rule that a machine being overtaken must heep to the right, held the middle of the course. Tnley ran so for a mile, then the way broadened and Morgan touched his acclerator. Nilneteen responded like a horse to a whip, darted. forward, swung around Eighteen and again took the middle of the road. When they flashed by the grand stand Eighteen as a mile behind. Her third round was done In twen ty-nine minutes. The grand stand began to be Interested. The fourth round in the same-a slight cheer came from the stand. The fifth round In the same-a louder cheer. The sixth round Nineteen came by in twenty-seven minutes, leading the next machine, Pearson's by more than half a lap. A roar went up from the grand stand, so great that It drowned to .Morgan's ears the ter rific artillery of his flying car, and the roar thundered along the parallel human walls through which he sped. Nineteen had become the favorite. On on the car sped, increasing her lead every mile over Eighteen, which still held second place. Near the end of the ninth round they saw Pearson less than than a mile ahead a lead of a lap on their nearest rival! "One more round-!" Mforgan cried exultantly. Jack hugged his left arm. When they turned Into the straight stretch that passed the grand stand, Pearson was but a hundred yards or two ahead, and a few lengths beyond was No. 7, hopelessly out of the race from an hour's delay, but now run ning bravely. Pearson, a notorious player to the grand stand, saw here a chance for a bit of the spectacular. s he and No. 7 drew up to the stand he blew for passageway, and tuched his acclerator. His car sprinted forward, but Pearson, al ways a reckless driver, cut the curve of passing too fine; perhaps he had expected more of the road. The hub of his right fore wheel smashed against the left rear wheel of No. 7. There was an explosion and a crash. Eighteen skidded to one side from the impact, and rushed on, unnarm ed. But Seven, a wheel splintered, the end of an axle on the ground. was left lunging wildly about like a wounded beast. Betwe. enti disastr and the next the crowd had time for only a gasp ing cry of horror. Morgan as grip ped by the terror instant-away death. He jerked out the cluth and threw on the brakes. But there was no stopping this roaring thunderbolt in a hundred yards, and no steering around that crippled, flopping ma chine ahead. The two cars crashed. A figure shot over the bonnet of Nineteen, like a tumbler from his springboard, and roiled over and ov er in the road and lay very still. The two machines seemed to writhe for an instant, as though in gigan tis enmity-ther engines bombarding muzzle to muzzle. They were swung apart-No. 7 to become a wreck against the grand stand-No. 19 to go lurching forward upon one fore wheel and the end of an axle, grazing the prostrate body in the road. The grand stand breathed. They had expected annihilation. lB-ut Mor gan in the last thousandth of a sec ond had swerved his machine so that Eis left fore wheel had met, ana not with direct impact, a wheel of No. 7. The crowd saw that the two men in No. 7 were living, and saw that the man at the steering wheel of Nine teen still held his seat. Morgan, whose grip on the wheel and supreme bracing of the legs had saved him from being a catapultic missle, leaped from the car and ran back to where Jack lay. He knelt and jerked off Jack's goggles. The boy weakly opened his eyes. "All gone to smash?" he asked. "How are you?" Morgan cried. Jack began slowly to rise. Mor gan waited for no more. He rushed to Nineteen, which officials were frantically pushing from the track, for the announcer's megaphone had sounded the cry: "Car coming!" They lodged her against the grand stand-beneath a box where sat a girl in a tan coat; and the instant the .car stopped Morgan wriggled under it, and to the crowd was only a V of legs. Jack limped dazedly up, and at the sight of the battered bonnet an-l radiator, the splintered hub that ha'd been a fore wheel, the race that was lost, the boy leaned his elbows over his old seat and broke into sobs. Iin this he was not alone, for just above him a girl in a tan coat was sobbing, too. Morgan began to wriggle out, and Jack, face streaming, caught his an kles and dragged him forth. He sprang up frantically, his grimy face likewise tear-streaked. "How is it?"Jack asked. "Seems solid-front axle bent a little." He pointed a qui- ring hand at the hub. "Get it oft!-jack up the axle!" "Why-what for?" Jack asked blankly. "Hang it! Get it off!" he yelled. And he turned and sprinted in the di rection of their garage-why, only his frenzy could have told, for the garage was four miles away. But the sight of one of the motorcycle patrolmen brought him to a stop. Without a word, he snatched the mo torcycle from the owner's hands, and gave a run and leaped astride it. It was a high-powered machine, with a mile-a-minute reputation. Whatever its best was, it showed that best now. In a dozen seconds Morgan was a whizzing speck down the roadway, the tails of his yellow dustcoat whip ping the air. 'The crowd, oblivious of the cars racing past, stood on its feet and watched him disappear, and then counted the minutes till he should come again. They guessed what he was going to try to do. Could he make it in time?-and would the car run? Presently the speck reappearer4 far down the roadway-grew larger as it skimmed toward them-ani then they saw a great hump on Morgan's back-and then, as he dasheel :p to the grand stand, they saw that the hump was a wheel, Its tire iil1ated. He sprang from the motorcycle, gaie it a push toward its owner, and in stantlyl Jack was unstrapping the wheel from his back. The ne't In stant the two of them were fitting it to its place. But before the task was done the announcer's shout went up, "Car coming! "-and two minutes later No. 18 tore by and began its tenth round. afore than another two min utes were gone ere the last thing was finished. Then Morgan leaped to his seat, and Jack .began to crank thle engine. Would the engine run? the grand stand dasked itself. The en gine answered with a mighty boom A hand fell on Morgan's shoulder -a hand in a soiled glove. He look ed up at a figure that leaned out ov er the box railing. "You're going to win!" said a choking voice. His face was tightened-that was Jack bounded to his seat Morgan let in the clutch. The car moved! A great cry of relief rose -from the grand stand, and changed to a cheer as the car fairly spi'ang Into a leap ing speed. Theirs was a brave try but could man born of woman, and m~achine made of man, overcome the three minutes' lead of Eighteen? Could they? If man and machine could, Morgan and Nineteen would. For the first minute he was full of fear that the spirit had been knocked out of her. But her cylinders fired with their old regularity; all her parts ran with their old ease. He called from her her best, and she gave it-loyally. Faster, faster she went-swaying, lurching, pulsing giantly. The gale of her making swept over the bonnet and struck her riders' face like blows. And still she went faster, as though she had the infinite speed of flying worlds. "Ninety miles an hour-if we're moving at all!'' gasped Jack. Morgan did not answer. He did not hear. There were only two things in the world-that ribbon of oiled road which eyes dared not leave, this throbbing, whirling ma chine with its terrible, magnificent, unconquerable soul of fire, At the first turn Morgan called back her speed-but not enough. As she flew about the curve she skidded off the course onto the grassy road side--'twas a marvel her tire were not torn off, but they held - and missed a telephone pole and destruc tion by a foot. Jack suddered, but Morgan never winced-held his statue-like stare on the ribbon of roadway. She swung back Into the course. and her speed mounted and mounted to its height of a minute ago, and there seemed still more speed in her-and she flung the miles behind her like God's fastest Could they make it? A hundred' housand people wanted them to pr.esse on thei flight with their hearts' best wishes. In the grand stand all eyes fixed at the beginning of the final stretch; cars thundered by all unnoted. The crowd sat with watch in hand, counting off the min utes since Nineteen had started twenty-twenty-one - twenty-two twenty-three "Car comnig!" shouted the announc er. A tiny .blot flashed into view. Eighteen or Nineteen? All eyes strained for the figures on the car's front as she came forwara like a metetor. The number began to ap pear-the first figure was a one, the second eight or nine-eye could not tell which. The car dipped down a grade and was lost to sight. The h.eart of the crowd stood still. She dashed up into view again, and there a as her number before all. Nine teen. The next instant she roared by two tense, crouching figures in her lap-the very soul, the very body of Speed itself. And the grand stand, 3n its feet, roared back at her. And a little girl in a tan coat let her head fall forward upon her folded arms. It was the next morning. Mr. Peck, sitting at his old desk in the office of Peck & Morgan, pushed away a heap of open letters and took up again one of the half-dozen New York papers before him. There was but one thing in the papers, and that was the automobile race, and there was but one thing in the automo bile race, and that was the wonder ful running of Nineteen and the won derful driving of Morgan. Mr. Peck clenched his jaws very tightly and scowled very heavily-but his nguth twitched and his eyes blinked and he read every word in each paper. Shortly after eleven o'clock the of fice door opened and Morgan walked in, in automobile coat and begoggled cap, having just driven out from New York. He looked thin and pale, and his eyes were bloodshot from the strain of yesterday. He stared at Mr. Peck and at the heap of open letters, iben walked sharply forward. "Pardon me, sir, I should like to know what business you have to open my mail?" he demanded. Mr. Peck did not reply at once, and when he did speak did not an swer the question. Without looking up he jerked a pudgy thumb toward the heap of letters that lay on the desk. "Thirty-seven orders there," he said, gruffly. "They haven't had a chance to come in -there'll be a hundred to morrow," Morgan could not refrain from answering. "I have twenty with me." His face grew sharp again. "What right, sir, have you in my mail?" he asked. Mr. Peck again jerked his thumb toward the heap of orders. "Mr. Morgan, don't be so brash you need money to push them thrn' How much d'you want?" "None." Mr. Peck looked up at the pale face of the young man. "None? None? What do you mean?" His jaw fell. "You know Mr. Tucker has been wanting to branch out into the auto mobile business," Morgan quietly ex plained. "He's offered me two hun dred thousand for what I bought of you."~ Mr. Peck rose weakly up. "You've -sold--rmy-stock ?" he gasped. "My stock,'-' Morgan corrected him, very calmly. "You've sold it?" "I have the offer." Mr. Peck's right fist came up and shook tremulously in Morgan's face. "Young man, if you sell that stock away from me, I'll-I'll-well, It's an easy guess you've still got an eye on my daughter. You sell that stock -and to that d-d Tucker!-and you'll never say a word to her again!" "That brings up another point," Morgan said with the same quietness. He turned to his own desk, threw it open and scribbled a note. He then touched a button and handed the note to the answering boy, with the direction: "In the touring car out in front." Morgan wheeled about and looked steadily at Mr. Peck. Mr. Peck sank into his chair and glared back, and for a minute or more there was si lence. Then the door opened. Mr. Peck looked around, and Mor gan rose and took off his cap. There stood Miss Peck, in an automobile coat, her veil drawn above her face, which was very fresh and very pink. An impartial judge would have de clared that she was very pretty. "Why, hello!" Mr. Peck exclaimed. "I thought you were in New York with your aunt." "I just came back. I-I wanted to see you," she said, growing a lit tle pinker, and if possible, a little prettier. "Can't talk to you now; I'm busy. You'll have to wait outside." "Don't g'o, please," Morgan said quickly. "Your father has surmised. pardon me for repeating It, that I-I am attracted toward you. And he as said that unless I let him ha' n back his stock, you'll have never a wed1( to siay to me." "n.mean it!" Mr-. Pe.'ts %i., purpled and his fist slammed upon his desk. "What I tell her to do, my daughter does. I ordered her three months ago to have nothing to do with you-and has sne, eh? I guess not. It'll be the same in the fu ture. You remember that!" "Does the inverse of your thireat hold good?" Morgan queried. "If I let you have back the stock, then you'll have no objection" ar. Peck dismissed the point with a wave of his hand. "Then I step out. It'll be between you two." Morgan looked at Miss Peck. She met his glance with a blush. He turned back to her father. "You'll put up cash?" "Yes. Nm-how much?" "Two hundred thousand." "One hundred and fifty." "Two hundred thousand is Tuck er's offer. I can't take less." Mr. Peck stared at the set face. "All right," he growled. A cunning look came into his eyes. "But re member, my dear sir, for the same amount of stock as I had before fifty-one per cent." "Forty-nine," said Morgan. The young man's face was deter mined, masterful. Mr. Peck saw that the day of his ontrol was gone. He scowled into his desk a minute. "Well, let it go at that." There was a moment's pause, then h took his hat from the top of his. desk and rose. ": gues I'd better be gonig," hel MEAN HOWLIN MDI INSULT WOMEN MARCHING WORE IN CAPITOL CITY INSULTED WOMEN WEE] Line of March Blocked by Seethin Multitude Who Offer Many Indig nities, Hostile Demonstrations FMu quently Bordering on Riot, Unt United States Soldiers Forced rau sage for Paraders. Five thousand women, marchin in the woman suffrage pagean 'rot day, practically fought their way foc by foot up Pennsylvania avens a surging mob that completely defie the Washington police, swamped th marchers and broke their proces'io into little companies. The women, trudging stoutly alon under great difficulties, were able t complete their march only whe troops of cavalry from Fort Meye were rushed into Washington to tak charge of Pennsylvania avenue. N inauguration has produced sue scenes, which, in many instance; amounted to nothing less than riots. Later, in Continental Hall, the w< men turned what was to have been suffrage demonstration into an it dignation meeting, in whcit' tb Washington police were roundly di nounced for their inactivity and re; olutions were passed calling upo President-elect Wilsoh and the It coming Congress to make an invest gation and locate the responsibilit for the indignities the marchers su: fered. The scenes which attended the ex try of "Gen." Rosalie Jones and he "hikers" on Thursday, when the ,bi draggled wcgen had to fight thei way up Pennsylvania avenue, swami ed by a mob, were repeated Monda: but upon a vastly larger scale. Tb marchers had to fight their way froi the start and took more than an hot in making the first ten blocks. Man of the women were in tears under th jeers and insults that lined the route Although stout wire ropes ha been stretched up and down tb length of Pennsylvania avenue fro] the Peace monument to the Mall, b< hind the White House, the enormot crowds that gathered early to obtal points of vantage overstepped they or crawled beneath. Apparently n effort was made to drive back tb trespassers In the early hours, wit the result that when the parad started it faced at almost every hut dred yards a solid wall of humanity. On the whole it was a hostil crowd through which the wome marched. -Miss Inez Milholland, he] aid of the procession, distinguishe herself by aiding in riding down mob that blocked the way and threa ened to disrupt the parade. Anothe woman member of the "petticoat cai alry" struck a hoodlum a stingin blow across the face witb her ridin crop In reply to a scurrllus remar as she was passing. The mounte police seemed powerless to stem th tide of humanity. A group of hoodlums gathered I front of the reviewing stand In whic sat Mrs. Taft and Miss Helen Tal and a half dozen invited suests froi the White House. They kept up running fire of causting comment: Apparently no effort was made to ri move them a'd, evidently disgustec the White House party left ,befor the procession had passed In Its hal1 Ing and Interrupted journey towar Continental Hall. The tableaux on the steps of th treasury building, framed In th great columns and broad stairway c the Government treasury house, wer begun when the parade atarted frox its rendezvous at the base of the C'ai itol. Beautiful In coloring and grout ing, the dramatic symbolication c women's aspirations for political free dom was completed long -before th head of the parade was In sight. In their thin dresses and bar arms the players stood shivering fo more than an hour and finally the were forced to seek refuge withi: the building. Around the treasur department the crowds were massel so tightly that repeated charges b: the police were seemingly ineffective It was as though the blue coat charged a stone wall. Occasionall; the mob gave way in one place onl: to break over and under the wir hedge at some other. When the cavalry suddenly appear ed there was a wild outburst of ap plause in the reviewing stand. Thi men in brown virtually brushed asid< the mounted and foot police and took charged.' In two lines the trooj charged the crowds. Evidently real izing they would be ridden down the mob fought their way back. Whei they hesitated, the cavalrymen, un der the orders of their officers, dli not hesitate. Their horses were driv en into the throngs and whirled an< wheeled until hooting men and wo men were forced to retreat. A spa ci was quickly cleared. The parade In itself, In spite o the delays, was a great success. Pass ing through two walls of antagonistiV humanity the marchers for the mos part kept their temper. They suf fered insult and closed their ears t< ibes and jeers. Few faltered, al though several of the older womer were forced to drop out from time to time. 'Miss Helen Keller, the not ed deaf and blind girl, was so ex hausted and unnerved by the exper ience in attempting to reach a grand stand, where she was to have been x guest of honor, that she was unable to speak later at Continental Hall. State Feeds Wild Ducks. Thousands of wild ducks, caught by the cold and held prisoners In Bodtis Bay, Lake Ontario, are being fed by New York State. Game pro tectors notified the State Conserva tion Commission that the ducks were dying from lack of food and were promptly ordered to buy grain te feed them. said, with a knowing look, "so a cou ple of young people can make their peace." "You needn't bother," said Mor gan. "We've made it." He stepped o Miss Peck's side and drew her hand through his arm. Her face was aflme and his own suddenly flushed. "The Reverend Doctor Thorndyke aoted as peacemaker," he said. (The End.) al ABSoLVE The only Baking I Royal Grape C 1 Makes delicious I of maximum qui cost. Makes pleasant a t TURNS SEVERAL LOOSE r GOV. BLEASE INCREASES HIS PA o ROLE RECORD. Eight More Were Turned Out oz Probation From the State Peniten tiary Monday Afternoon. Governor Blease has turned anoth. - er batch of convicts loose, and ha. a thus increased his parole record bh eight more. Monday afternoon hi turned out of the penitentiary the fol y lowing convicts during good behavio3 Charles N. Pearman, convicted i Abbeville, September, 1911, before Judge George W. Gage, for man r slaughter and sentenced to thre4 years' imprisonment on the public r works. - Sam Slaughter, convicted in Edge , field, August, 1911, before Judge J e W. DeVore for grand larceny anc a sentenced to three years' imprison r ment in the penitentiary. y Otis Perry, convicted in Lancaster e October, 1906, before Judge Georg . ,1. Dydrick, of burglary and larcen d ravish and sentenced to ten years of e the public works or in the peniten a tiary. - John Stover, convicted in Lancas a ter, October, 1908, before Judge D a E. Hydrick, of ,burglaryand larcen: a and sentenced to ten years on the o public works or in the penitentiary e Alonzo Parker, convicted in Lau i rens, January, 1908, before Judge e George W. Gage, of assault and bat - tery with intent to kill, and with car rying concealed weapons and sen e tenced to three years on the public a works. G. W. Gregory, convicted in New d berry, November, 1912, before Judge a R. W. Memminger, of assault ant battery of a high and aggravated na r ture and sentenced to -three years 0 the public works. g M. L. Burke, convicted in Spartan g burg, November, 1912, before Judg< k Frank B. Gary, for rviolation of thi dispensary law and sentenced to 'lv e months on the public works or to pa: a fine of $300. a John Jones, convicted in Unlo: 1 County, Feb., 1912, before Judge t George W. Gage, for housebreakini and larceny, and was sentenced t< a fifteen months on the public workt L. of Union county or the same lengti -of time in the penitentiary. e ATTACK LADY ON STREET. She Was Seized While Walking on a e Street at Night. SA special to The News and Courie: from Anderson says a young lady o prominent family was attacked by man as she was walking down Easi Orr street on her way home, about 7:30 o'clock Monday night. -The lady described the man as be e ing a traveling salesman out of rBal timore, whom she had seen several a times Monday in the office -building r where she is employed. The polic4 were notified and every precautioi was taken to prevent the suspected Sman from escaping, but at 10 o'clocl Monday night he had not been locat The lady says she had gone only a few yards off North Main street when the man, from behind. grabbed her. She jerked loose, bruising and scratching her arm, and in the scuf Le she lost her hat. She ran as fast .as se could to her home, and on ar riving there fell in a faint. When Sshe had sufficiently recovered she gave the officers a description of the man and gave the name of the per. Sson she thinks committed the at ..tack. The young lady was necessarily ex cited Monday night, but no serious effects are anticipated. The affair has caused excitement on the streets. LYNCH TWO NEGRO TRAMPS. Strung Up for Murdering Policeman at Cornelia, Ga. Two unidentified negro tramps, charged with killing Policeman John Bibby of Cornelia, Ga.. were taken from a posse and lynched near there Friday night by a mob of masked men. iBoth the negroes were strung up to a telegraph pole in the presence of several hundred persons from Cor nelia and Clarkeville, Ga. The negroes came into Cornella Friday morning on a freight and -were arrested by the policeman. As Gibby was handcuffing one of them, the other took the officer's pistol and shot Gibby twice. Death was instan taneous. Both the negroes escaped at the time. Posses immediately were organized and with the assistance of blood hounds the fugitives were captured late Friday. While they were being taken to the Clarkesville jail a mob of masked men overpowered the posse and lynched the negroes. ('at Won Admission From Cold. Roused from his slumbers by the ringing of his door bell Lewis A. Craft, of Burlington, N. J., answered the summons only to find no one on the porch. Hie retired and a few min Iutes later heard the bell ringing again. This time he peered from the window and saw his cat "Nig" press ng the push button with his paw. The trick won "Nig" quick .refuge Baking Powder ELY P11R5 Powder made from ream of Tartar home-baked foods ity at minimum home baking td profitable WILSON'S ARRIVAL MAKES TRIUMPHAL ENTRY IN TO TIE CAPITOL .lEERED ON ALL SIDES Thousands Upon Thousands of Amer icans Welcome to Washington the Man Who Tuesday Became the Second Democrat to Occupy' the White House Since the War. Woodrow Wilson, of New Jersey, went to Washington on Monday to be inaugurated the twenty-eighth Presi - dent of the United States. His was - a triumphal entry, the pent-up Demo i cratic enthusiasm ' of sixteen years - concentrating seemingly at the gate way of the nation's Capital and burst ing forth in a joyful acclaim a Through a lane of Princeton Uni r versity students and surrounded by' 1 cheering thousands, the President - elect and members of his family were hastened from the station, escorted - by an official reception committee, to - their hotel. The dome of the Capitol I glistened under a bright sun as they a passed and the city below presented a panorama of patriotic color as they - viewed 'It from the hill. * Smiling in the glow of a kindily - day and bowing to the plaudits of - the people, the former President of - Princeton University, who rose thru' the governorship of New Jersey to the highest office in the land, looke'l - happy. President-elect Wilson's ar a rival in Washington was. quite simi lar to his departure from Princeton. - Students of Princeton University i formed in a narrow lane stretching from the train steps to the Press - dent's room in the Union Station. There was deep silence as the Pres ident-elect, followed by members of his family, walked through the aire nue formed by the students. The latter stood with their hats off. 'Mr. Wilson also doffed his silk hat. Walk ing with him were William Corcoran Eustis, chairman of the inaugural committee, and Thomas Nelson Page, chairman of the Wilson reception committee. In the iPresident's room Mr. Wilson was introduced to the fif ty members of the reception commit tee while the students grouped them selves on the esplanade lust outside the station. Here, as Mr. Wilson got into a White House automobile, cheer after cheer came from the Princeton stu dents. First they gave the "locomo tive" cheer with 'its "sis boom bah" for "Wilson", and then. for Wilson and then for "Princeton". They al ternated this with a thundering roar until the President-elect started away. Col. Spencer S. Cosby, chief aide to President Taft, and a naval and military aide from the White House, accompanied Mr. Wilson to his hotel. There were cheers along the way. IWithin less than two hours after his arrival Mr. Wilson, for the first time in his life crossed the threshold of the White House and grasped the hand of William Howard Taft, Pres ident of the United States. With Mrs. Wilson, the President-elect was escorted to the home which Is now theirs by Col. Spencer Crosby short ly before six o'clock. The President and Mrs. Taft awaited their coming and extended them their cordial greeting and the keys to the home of Presidents. Before visiting the White House the Wilsons received the Vice-Presi Ident-elect and 'Mrs. Marshall, Gov ernor Sulzer, of New York; Governor Pothier, of Rhode Island, and staff, and a few personal friends. First, however, Immediately after their ar rival at the hotel the President-elect, Mrs. Wilson and their daughters foined in an informal reunion with other members of the family, who have gathered from different parts of th'n country. An entire floor of the 'hot.el Is occupied by the memzbers of the family, who dined later in the evening as the guests of John Wilson, of :Franklin, Pa., cousin of the Pres ident-to-be. Monday night as an alumnus of Princeton University the man who Is to guide the destinies of the nation was the honor guest of the alumni of his alma mater at a smoker. There he rubbed elbows withl old classmates and boys who had grown up under his guidance and he left the last of his functions as a private citizen at a late hour to seek a few hours rest. Baby Hilled by Engine. William Percy Woodall, the nine teen-months-old son of 'Mr. and Mrs. Paul Woodall, of Hapeville, Ga., was run over and killed by a Central pas senger train about eight o'clock Mon day morning, while the boy's mother stood on the porch of the house 100 yards from the scene of the tragedy, powerless to prevent it. Bryan in the Saddle. The Washington correspondent of The News and Courier says events of Friday in connection with the fight for the reorganization of the Senate after March 4, prove that the control of the Senate will be with the West instead of the South, that the in fluence of Win. J. Bryan at that end of the Capntol is upreme