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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
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
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
?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
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
"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
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.
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
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
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
"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
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
"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
"Car comnig!" shouted the announc
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
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
"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?"
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
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
"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
"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
"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
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:
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
"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.)
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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.
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
The young lady was necessarily ex
cited Monday night, but no serious
effects are anticipated. The affair
has caused excitement on the streets.
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
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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
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
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

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