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CALVIN COOLIDGE JOINS IN MOURNING By GEORGE E. DURNO (L. N. S. Staff Correspondent) WASHINGTON, Aug. 3—President Calvin Coolidge today dropped every vestige of the high office to pay humble tribute to the nation's lost leader. Joining in the solemn ceremony, President Coolidge subordinated all else to the rounding of the proper note in the nations' sorrow. All thots of the presidency and the duties of office were cast aside—he was merely one of a hundred million mourners. Every ceremony in the magnificent state funeral, offered by a sorrowing nation to its dead president, found Calvin Coolidge participating in the quiet, unassuming and yet heartfelt manner so characteristic of his every action. Down crepe-draped Pennsylvania ave he followed the funeral cortege, officially chief mourner of the nation, unofficially one of its sincerest. All business was suspended in the temporary executive offices for the day, out of respect for the solemn occasion. The cavalcade of sorrow deposited its honored head at 11:20 a.m. The slow, mournful journey down historic Pennsylvania-ave., amidst crowded sidewalks of sorrowing citizens, took 62 minutes. The mortal remains of the president were then carried up the broad east entrance into the rotunda for the funeral service. At the last moment and just after the procession started from the White House, Mrs. Harding was prevailed upon to avoid the ordeal of driving slowly down the avenue in the funeral cortege. Accordingly, her car was slipped out of the procession and, guarded by outriders of police and secret service men, taken direct to the Capitol. There she solemnly awaited the arrival of the funeral party. The services in the Capitol were brief, ending at 12:01 p.m. Mrs. Harding, President and Mrs. Coolidge were the first to depart while the other mourners slowly filed around the cataflaque before leaving the rotunda. MRS. HARDING NEAR NERVOUS COLLAPSE (Continued from page 1) When her car drove up under the White House portico, George B. Christian, Jr., stepped out alone. There was a moment's pause. Christian, aided by an attendant, apparently picked up Mrs. Harding from her seat in the car, practically lifting her thru the door. On the FORMER AFTER By KENNEDY (L. N. S.) WASHINGTON, former silent man, retirement to in a last tripping. He left the home in S-street great state furman man who succeeded office of t Unheeding him feared much for him heavy ordeal, letter to President esteem it and the funeral p But he paid extent of ridicule from the Capitol behind slow moving carried the b dent. His own tered, too, in try, prevented the impressive historic dome. When Mr. carrying also side, Admiral Itol Hill, it saddened three to the seclusion. Only twice with President rural parade, l services in honor dier, on Armistice former preside lic ceremonie White House, war, he had g Mr. Wilson tion in the se general processional caisson and au Harding. Not a word MRS. HARDING NEAR NERVOUS COLLAPSE (Continued from page 1) When her car drove up under the White House portico, George B. Christian, Jr., stepped out alone. There was a moment's pause. Christian, aided by an attendant, apparently picked up Mrs. Harding from her seat in the car, practically lifting her thru the door. On the steps, she strove vainly to attain a firm footing. Her shoulders suddenly bowed, her head fell forward and the two men, arms thrust about her, held her full weight. To observers, it was apparent the strain of attending the state funeral beneath the Capitol's dome had sapped her strength completely. Christain and the attendant, holding her tightly, half carried her across the White House porch and they dropped from sight behind the shaded doors. Despite the weakness evidenced by Mrs. Harding in entering the White House, Secretary Christian announced shortly afterward that the president's widow "would not" collapse. He told International News Service: "Mrs. Harding is overwhelmed with her grief. She stood up well under the ordeal of attending the state funeral. She is not going to collapse. The only thing which will get her will be the germ of disease. She will go thru this whole ordeal without collapsing." "She is now resting in her room before undertaking the return this evening to Marion." Dr. C. E. Sawyer, Mrs. Harding's physician told International News Service: "Mrs. Harding is holding up wonderfully well. She is a most remarkable woman in that respect." He would not discuss her condition further. EVERYBODY AT MARION LIKED PRESIDENT HARDING (Continued From Page One) from General Hough, the heart of the city will be kept free from wheel traffic of all kinds from Thursday until after the funeral. Soldiers of the Ohio National Guard will be on duty day and night. In the funeral procession itself, there will be no uniforms of any kind except those of individuals who attend as individuals. No organization will be permitted to take part in the ceremony as other spectators. From Erie Depot on Center-st, the funeral cortege will go direct to the home of Dr. Harding, the aged father of "W.G." It will rest in state in the front room and where thousands of people who knew the man intimately in life CUNO TO PASSIVE (BY INTERNET) BERLIN, Wilhelm Cum this afternoon continue pass Ruhr with all rect challenge. The special stag was open service for the ing. At 2 o'clock hears will a and the rema will be taken etery. It is y service at the o'clock. The be plain and Rev. G. M. of the church Scriptures. 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Unheeding the advice of physicians who feared the trig would be too much for him, Mr. Wilson braved the heavy ordeal, because, as he said in a letter to President Coolidge, "I shall esteem it an honor to take part in the funeral procession." But he participated only to the extent of riding down Pennsylvania ave from the White House to the Capitol behind the heavily draped, slow moving artillery caisson that carried the body of the late president. His own precarious hadith shattered, too, in the service of his country, prevented him from attending the impressive brief service under the historic dome of the capitol. When Mr. Wilson's automobile carrying also Mrs. Wilson and his side, Admiral Grayson, reached Capitol Hill, it turned slowly thru the saddened throng and returned again to the seclusion of the S-st home. Only twice before—when he rode with President Harding in the inaugural parade, in March, 1920, and the services in honor of the unknown soldier, on Armistice Day, 1921, had the former president participated in public ceremonies since leaving the White House, where, all during the war, he had guided America. Mr. Wilson was assigned a position in the second section in the funeral procession, close behind the caisson and automobile carrying Mrs. Harding. Not a word did he utter—he was followed by the senate committee of honorary pall bearers, led by President pro tem, Albert Cummins of Iowa. Promptly on the stroke of 10 o'clock, an expectant hush seemed to fall over the central part of the city. The great throngs that for hours had been clustering about the wide grounds, grew suddenly still. There was only the restless stamping of the horses waiting patiently in front of the mansion and in the surrounding streets. Then there was a crunching of gravel as six smooth chestnut horses swept up the great rounded drive to the main entrance of the mansion. They drew a grim, black, polished artillery caisson, on which, from time immemorial, heroes have ridden to their last long sleep. Out on the still air of the morning there floated to the street the stifling strains of the president's call from a lonely bugle. Inside the great east room of the great White House, where in normal times, the tourists flock by day and at night, there are brilliant social functions, a dozen stalwart service men, gave-faced, slipped forward to the center of the room. There on a catafalque, squarely beneath the great glass chandelier, stood the metalled flag-dragged casket. Tenderly and slowly they tread their way across the glazed floor, thru the wide portals and across the broad plaza to where the restless horses champed and pawed. Somewhere in the distance, the army band softly broke into Chopin's march, weirdly beautiful and conveying something of the matchless ma- The flag-draped casket slid noiselessly onto the caisson, a low voiced order was given, and down the great circular drive beneath the stately drooping elms. Warren G. Harding Only twice before—when he rode with President Harding in the inaugural parade, in March, 1929, and the services in honor of the unknown soldier, on Armistice Day, 1921, had the former president participated in public ceremonies since leaving the White House, where, all during the war, he had guided America. Mr. Wilson was assigned a position in the second section in the funeral procession, close behind the caisson and automobile carrying Mrs. Harding. Not a word did he utter—he was bowed low in grief. The former president, sallow, pale and drawn, emerged from the side door of the S-st house at 9:23 a.m. The two attendants were at his side. He limped noticeably and had to be almost lifted into the rear seat of his automobile. His left shoulder sagged deeply and his life arm was limp. His right hand carried a heavy walking stick. Scarcely turning his head, he took a seat at the right of his automobile. He was dressed in a heavy black suit of mourning, with a high silk hat. Mrs. Wilson, in a dress of mourning, took a seat next to the former president, Amiral Grayson, was also in the car. The actual start of the carriage of sorrow came at 10:17 a.m., more than a quarter of an hour late. The delay was caused by the lahora of military pall bearers in strapping the flag-draped casket to the caisson. With the crunch of wheels on the gravel roadway, the cavalcade swung slowly down thru the executive grounds and into the historic avenue. CUNO TO CONTINUE PASSIVE RESISTANCE (By International News Service) BERLIN, Aug. 8.—Chancellor Wilhelm Cuno told the reichstag this afternoon it is imperative to continue passive resistance in the Ruhr with all means. This was a direct challenge to the French. The special session of the reichstag was opened with a memorial service for the late President Harding. At 2 o'clock Friday afternoon the hearse will again call at the home and the remains of Warren Harding will be taken to the Marion Cemetery. It is planned to hold the last service at the cemetery vault at 3 o'clock. These services too, are to be plain and simple. Rev. G. M. Landis, who is pastor of the church, will read from the Scriptures. He will be followed by Dr. Jesse Swank, a close personal friend of Mr. Harding. The choir will then sing "Nearer My God to Thee" and the service will close with a benediction by the Rev. Landis. All these were there—and more, to follow the black caisson with its flag-draped burden through the endless lanes of sorrowing people. The national capital swung into its sad task of bidding farewell to the president with heavy heart and sleepy eyes, for the night was a wakeful one in Washington. Before the dawn of this historic day, the empty streets of the capital resounded to the cadence of marching troops—the guards of honor whose duty it was to escort the grim looking caisson on its long, sad journey. From nearby camps and posts, they marched into the city from all directions, concentrating finally in the narrow streets and broad avenues which surround the capitol. Government officials and representatives of the several states began assembling at the White House to form the solemn cortex as early as 9 o'clock. 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There on a quarterly beneath the wandeller, stood the memapped casket. Tenderly they tread their way way across the broad plaza restless horses champed in the distance, the titly broke into Chopin's beautiful and conveying of the matchless maraped casket slid noisethe caisson, a low voiced en, and down the great beneath the stately, Warren G. Harding started on his last ride up the avenue which had seen his greatest triumph. There was a momentary halt as the cavalcade of sorrow swung into the broad bosom of the avenue. Then the lead was taken by General John J. Pershing astride "Jeff" his famous mount. Following close behind came his staff, the metal of the horses' shoes beating a sharp staccato on the pavement as they swung into movement. Then came the army band, with low-noted dirge, then three squadrons of clattering cavalry and following these heavier, more ponderous artillery. The infantry followed and then the engineers and the marines of the blue jackets, finally a battalion of the national guard, soon the avenue was reverbrating to the cadence of marching troops and horses. The chestnuts with their sad burden, stamped into line behind all these marching men and horses and one of the most sorrowful processions in American history was under way. Directly behind the caisson came Mrs. Harding in her conveyance, heavily veiled and behind the vell repeating what she has been her constant prayer for five terrible days—that she will not break down. Mrs. Harding did not emerge from the White House until 25 minutes after the cortège started, owing to the length of the military escort which preceded the caisson. She remained standing in the door of the Whit eHouse until her car was ready to move, emerging on the arm of Secretary George B. Christian Jr. Wearing a heavy veil, Mrs. Harding walked steadily and calmly down the steps and entered her car. It moved away at 10:43 a.m. The caisson halted for a few moments within the grounds while members of the official party went entering their cars. The President and Mrs. Coolidge followed the part of Mrs. Harding and then came the two former presidents of the republic who came to pay a solemn homage to the man who followed them into the White House. Former President and Mrs. William Howard Taft came first and in the next car was former President and Mrs. Woodrow Wilson. The Harding cabinet, with the exception of two members now in Eur-one, came next followed by representatives of every recognized government on earth, all of whom sent their diplomats to revere the memory of the lost president. Justices of the supreme court came next with the executive branch of the government following. Scores of senators and several hundred representatives followed by governors of a score of states. 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