oc-plain-dealer 1923-08-09

MARION RECEIVES ITS HONORED DEAD By BENSON PRATT (I. N. S. Special Correspondent) MARION, Ohio, Aug. 9.—Warren G. Harding, the editor; Warren Harding, the bandman; Warren Harding, the banker; Warren Harding, the printer; Warren Harding, the churchman; Warren G. Harding, the neighbor; Warren Harding, the friend—came home today. The nation has paid its tribute to its dead president. Today Marion receives him back into the community where he was born and where he grew to world fame. Let's stop a moment and look at Warren Harding thru the eyes of the man who knew him best. As an editor: He was the whitest man in all the world. He never criticized. If he that you were wrong, he had the knack of pointing out the fact in such a way as to make you feel good about it. I never saw him angry. He was the most tolerant of men in public life. He was always thoughtful of others. Warren G. Harding never knowingly wronged anyone."—GEORGE MC CORMICK, editorial writer Marion Star. As a bandman: "Back in 1883 we had the Marion Silver Cornet Band. This young fellow joined up, and a darned good tooter he was." One time, at the fair grounds, the Bucyrus Band was ahead of us. Some fellow hollered back "Why don't you boys tune up a little?" This fellow Harding shouted back: "We'll do our playing at the fair grounds," and by gum, we won first prize."—ED CLARK, old time bandmaster. As a banker: "There was an old fellow who wanted to borrow about $800. He talked to Warren. Warren made a motion to give him the money and one of Warren's relatives seconded it. The man got just two votes. That was Warren all the way. He was generous to a fault. I don't believe 1924 BOOM STARTED FOR PRES. COOLIDGE WASHINGTON, Aug. 9.—An unofficial boom to make President Calvin Coolidge the Republican nominee in the 1924 presidential campaign was launched here this afternoon by Senator George H. Moses of New Hampshire, chairman of the Republican Senatorial Committee. During the visit to the presidential suite at the New Willard, Senator Moses told International News Service he was going to return to his New Hampshire home to issue a statement "calling on all New England to back President Coolidge for a second term." "Bring your babies to church!" is a feature of the religious revival in Belfast. As a politician: "That's the trouble, he wasn't a good politician. He was thoroly honest and believed too much in the absolute honesty and the integrity of others." You'd better headline that: "Mr. Harding as a public servant." That would be more in keeping with his character. He always felt that he was a servant."—PRENCH CROW, postmaster of Marion. As a business man: "Warren was one of our stockholders." As a man of business he was very thoreo. He never passed judgment on a proposition until he knew it from all sides. He was a great believer in giving subordinates responsibility and the authority to back it up. He liked to see men get along. He wanted them promoted as fast as they were ready. He was kind and charitable." — JAMES PENDER-GAST, millionaire head of Pender-gast Co. As a churchman: "He was the most loyal man to his church I ever knew. He was a trustee of the church for twenty-five years. He wasn't the kind of man who would forget his church when he went away either. He was always looking for some way to improve things. One time we were standing in the church and Mr. Harding said: 'Doefor, I'd just like..." This fellow Harding shouted back: "We'll do our playing at the fair ground! and by gum, we won first prize."—ED CLARK, old time bandmaster. As a banker: "There was an old fellow who wanted to borrow about $890. He talked to Warren. Warren made a motion to give him the money and one of Warren's relatives seconded it. The man got just two votes. That was Warren all the way. He was generous to a fault. I don't believe he could have foreclosed a mortgage. And yet, as a banker, he was conservative and careful."—GEORGE COPELAND, fellow director Marion County Bank. As a neighbor-friend: "Never saw "W.G." get mad in 33 years. He was the best natured man I ever saw. He was always busy. It didn't make any difference whether a man was a billionaire or a barber, he was your friend. Never gave me a tip in his life. When a man's your friend, you don't tip him. He gave me presents because he was mighty generous."—HAYBECK, Harding's favorite barber. "Have You seen the New Buick?" ANAHEIM AUTO CO. Seen the New Buick?" ANAHEIM AUTO CO. WM. GOODRUM, Prop. Anaheim, 128 South Los Angeles Street Fullerton, California August Special $10.00 BOYS' TWEED SUITS with two pairs of Knickers—Coats Alpaca Lined—Pants all seams taped—Extra strong Pockets— Real Value, $15.00 Get your boy ready for school opening JACKSONS Men's Wear Shop "Your Money's Worth Always" 'Anaheim' CUNO HAS RAISED FRESH OBSTACLES By DAVID M. CHURCH (I. N. S. Staff Correspondent) LONDON, Aug. 9—The defiant Reichstag speech of Chancellor Cuno, of Germany, had put fresh obstacles in the way of reparations settlement when the British cabinet again met today to canvass the situation. There was a general air of possimism and some officials expressed the fear that the task of reaching a solution might prove a hopeless one. Chancellor Cuno's declaration that Germany would continue passive resistance in the Ruhr, coupled with the determined attitude of the pro-French members of the cabinet intensified the burden upon Premier Stanley Baldwin. The "die-hards", as the pro-French officials are known, feel their position has been strengthened by the Cuno statement, with its challenge to France. It is understood however, that the premier and Lord Curzon are determined no further concessions shall be made to France except as a last resort. British newspapers tok a gloomy view of the situation and stated it was unlikely the cabinet could reach a final decision at this time. The contents of the proposed reparations memorandum to France were discussed informally. Officials frankly admitted they did not know what the next step would be. "W. G." BROT BACK TO MARION TODAY (Continued From Page One) body puffed slowly thru the last 50 miles of the journey between a continuous lane of people. There was no music, no flare, no display when the long black train drew into the little station. Instead there were only reverential hands to lift his casked for the last time from attendance only by the relatives. The prayer was quickly over, and led by the aged father, the members of the immediate family retired to another part of the house. At 1:47 o'clock the doors were opened to the public and then began a procession of sorrowing friends past his bier that lasted for hours. (By George R. Holmes) (I. N. S. Staff Correspondent) ON BOARD HARDING FUNERAL TRAIN ENROUTE TO MARION, OHIO, Aug. 9—Warren G. Harding came home today. The nation that has claimed his flag-wrapped body since his tragic death on the far west coast a week ago and spanned a continent with a homage unprecedented in the history of the country, gave him back today to his own Ohio. And Ohio received him with wide open arms, as is befitting an honored and well loved son long gone from the hearth. There was no clatter of arms, no show of military, no booming of guns, no gold braid and tinel today when the body of the twenty-ninth president came back home to sleep forever in the soil that gave him birth. There was, as day stole over the eastern horizon, a silent display of reverential regard or real sadness from the Ohioans that lined his homeward trail that was more polignant than the most glittering display of pomp and power. Yesterday Warren G. Harding belonged to the nation, and to the myriad thousands who followed his corpse on its long sad journey from the White House to the national shrine beneath the great dome of the capitol at Washington. Today he belonged only to the saddened woman in black who is retracing in sorrow today the trails so joyously taken nine years ago when life was brightest. Today he belonged to Ohio and particular to Marion, the small city which he helped to build, and which saw his struggle upward from the editorial chair of a daily newspaper to the highest office within the gift of a great and free people. The grief that is Marion's today but reflects that of all Ohio, and was so eloquently illustrated by throngs of sorrowing people who TAKEN FROM TRAIN TO JAIL 30 DAYS Oklahoma is a long way off, especially if that's where you live and you happen to be in So Cal. "broker" Roy Fox and Chester Cruse, Oklahoma and decided to come out and see the country. Fox said he paid most of the way here, and did not say how he got rest of the way. They tried to get work, and worked three days at Bakerfield picking grapes. Then they went to Los Angeles, San Pedro, Long Beach and Santa Fe Springs. Not succeeding in getting work there, and their money being practically exhausted, they decided to head back towards Oklahoma. They rode a freight train into Fullerton, where they were "nabbed" by Joe Marilow, special Santa Fe officer, and brot before Judge French. The judge told them their trip would not be complete without a 30-day stay at the Orange-co. jail. They said they had never been arrested before. Louis Blanco, charged with carrying concealed weapons was fined $100. His companions, J. Chauvain and J. Famanti, were released. The three stated that they were Cubana, and were on their way to San Diego. Frank and J. P. Granes were turned over to the Los Angeles police on the charge of stealing a car. John Vender had already been sentenced 30 days in the county jail on the charge of resisting an officer, and one of the party fined $50 on a weapon-carrying charge. This ended, so far as the Fullerton authorities are concerned, the cases of the six men recently picked up as auto thief suspects. BRIDEGROOM OFFERS SCANT INFORMATION Blushing with all the embarrassment of the extraordinary benedict, J. Frederick Ahlborn today responded as follows to an interview: "Well, are you in Anaheim to stay?" "No," said Mr. Ahlborn. "Are you living at Long Beach?" queried the reporter? "No." Where do you want your mail? "W. G." BROT BACK TO MARION TODAY (Continued From Page One) body puffed slowly thru the last 50 miles of the journey between a continuous lane of people. There was no music, no flare, no display when the long black train drew into the little station. Instead there were only reverential hands to lift his casket for the last time from the car "Superb" and carry it tenderly to the waiting hearse. Amid an almost dead silence, a silence broken only by the soft purr of motors, the hearse slid into Center-st. between two rows of sad-faced friends. Behind the hearse came Mrs. Harding deep in her widow's garb. She rode in a limousine with the blinds partly drawn, her face invisible because of the great black veil that framed her bowed head. Behind came other members of the family and those friends who were with the late president on his ill-starred Alaskan trip and members of the cabinet. Other friends were gathered ten deep about his father's modest house farther along on Center-st. when the hearse slid nonetheless to the curb. From the sidwalk had been prepared an avenue of floral decorations to the steps of the front porch and it was thru this fragrant pathway that Warren G. Harding came at last to rest again in the house of his father. The casket slid gently from the polished rails of the hearse and was carried a few yards up the flower lined path to where the shade of a venerable maple spread its greatful coolness. There the soldiers who carried it halted for a moment while Mrs. Harding, leaning on the arm of Mr. Christian, alighted from her car and came slowly up the walk. She appeared calm and quiet. If there were any danger of collapse it was not apparent to the wet, sympathetic eyes that looked upon her from all sides. With Mrs. Harding a few feet behind, the sorrowful procession went on up the walk and thus into the house and there in the living room, with its homely comfortable furnishings, like those to be seen in millions of mid-western homes, they laid it down on its small platform. Dr. George T. Harding, the aged father of the President, was sitting on a davenport waiting the coming of his son. As the casket entered the room, he arose and stood silently as the soldiers laid down their burden. Other relatives followed it in, but there was no sign of greeting, the old man's eyes were on that flag-draped casket. Reverent hands finally lifted back the flag and lifted up the cover of the casket that the aged man might be the first to see the feaures of his son. He peered within for only a few moments and then turned Today he belonged only to the saddened woman in black who is retracing in sorrow today the trails so joyously taken nine years ago when life was brightest. Today he belonged to Ohio and particular to Marion, the small city which he helped to build, and which saw his struggle upward from the editorial chair of a daily newspaper to the highest office within the gift of a great and free people. The grief that is Marion's today but reflects that of all Ohio, and was so eloquently illustrated by throngs of sorrowing people who came out in the early morning to stand silent and uncovered by his train from the time it crossed the homeland border. All of the cabinet, save two who are now homeward bound in response to messages which followed his death are aboard the widow's train. Tomorrow will witness the coming of President Coolidge, called by the whim of an inescutable fate to take up the duties so suddenly laid down by him who is buried today. The new president and the cabinet will go to the president's grave tomorrow and symbolize the nation's bereavement. The route taken by the funeral train today was one that was very familiar to the late president in life and to his grief-striken widow, who rode with his body as she has ridden 4000 miles across desert, plain and mountain to bring it home. Scores of times they made the journey over this route during nine years that the dead president served his state and nation at Washington. To her, sitting today and watching the familiar countryside flit by her window as she has sat many hours since death struck a week ago tonight, it was a trip of poignant memories. She found some relief, however, in the fact that the journey is nearing an end, and tonight will see the body of the president home once more and sleeping in the house of his father. The funeral train crossed into Ohio early this morning after an all-night run from the national capital that led through Pennsylvania. The overnight trip was reminiscent of the four long nights returning from the Pacific coast, when hundreds and thousands of people gathered at the stations or tracks, regardless of the hour, simply to stand and glimpse the flower-laden casket in the rear car. East Palestine was the first Ohio community to receive back its dead. From there the train was scheduled to pass into succession Leetonia, Salem, Alliance, Canton, Massillon, Orville, Wooster-Mansfield, Gallion, arriving at Marion at 10:30 a.m. Floral contributions completely filled one large baggage car. The funeral train made a special stop of one minute at Canton as a mark of respect for President McKinley who is buried here. When the train reached Canton it was an hour and forty minutes late and it seemed probable that it would be three hours late getting into Marion. $1000 LOTS IN BRIDEGROOM OFFERS SCANT INFORMATION Blushing with all—the embarrassment of the extraordinary benedict J. Frederick Ahlborn today responded as follows to an interview: "Well, are you in Anaheim to stay?" "No," said Mr. Ahlborn. "Are you living at Long Beach?" queried the reporter? "No." "Where do you want your mail sent?" "Oh, no where. I just dropped in today to get my mail," was the enlightening reply. So, the reporter has no more to offer, unless he be that Mr. Ahlborn auctions (unwilling) or sells mon has a wife. OILMAN RECEIVES TWO BROKEN RIBS Clarence E. Gregory, employed by the Petroleum Midway at Huntington Beach, received two broken ribs yesterday when the rotary brake slipped. He was taken to the emergency hospital at Huntington Beach where his wounds were dressed. RANCHER SUICIDE VISALIA, Calif., Aug. 9.—Irwin Locke, 46, well known rancher of the Exeter district, was found dead today in a lonely house where he lived alone 11 years. Locke suicided, his head being almost severed by a shotgun. Locke scrawled a will leaving his property to his brother. Kinley who is buried here. When the train reached Canton it was an hour and forty minutes late and it seemed probable that it would be three hours late getting into Marion. Dr. George T. Harding, the aged father of the President, was sitting on a davenport waiting the coming of his son. As the casket entered the room, he arose and stood alertly as the soldiers laid down their burden. Other relatives followed it in, but there was no sign of greeting, the old man's eyes were on that flag-draped casket. Reverent hands finally lifted back the flag and lifted up the cover of the casket that the aged man might be the first to see the features of his son. He peered within for only a few moments and then he turned away. The members of the cabinet who had followed the casket to the room, bowed and withdrew, the room was closed and there was a short prayer. In Sorrowful Recognition of the Death of Our Nation’s Late Chief Executive, WARREN GAMALIEL HARDING This Store Will Be Closed Friday Afternoon, Aug. 10th. Aneheim Book Store 228 E. Center St. Anaheim FROM TRAIN JAIL 30 DAYS DISMISS LIQUOR CHARGE The charge of manufacturing liquor on Aug. 2, preferred against Othan Contreras, today was dismissed by Justice J. B. Oxx. Two gallons was the amount mentioned and Constable Jesse Elliott swore to the complaint. Jack Duncan was held today by the Judge on the charge of driving a car while intoxicated. Sept. 11 at 2 p.m. was set for the examination. Ball was fixed at $500. Officer L. CALIFORNIA HOTEL FULLERTON F. A. Scheyer, L. Brown, Los Angeles; C. A. Forberg, C. W. Barrett, William H. Peterson, and L. E. Crowley, San Francisco. If all the 109,000,000 citizens of this county live in one building it would have to be 750 stories high and cover about 1,800 acres. In Respect to Our Late Beloved President WARREN G. HARDING This Store Will Close at Noon, Friday, Aug. 10th. B. F. Spencer 166 West Center Street ONE WEEK SPECIAL DOOM OFFERS INFORMATION all the embarassextraordinary benedict, alborn today respondan interview: you in Anheim to hold Mr. Ahlborn. ing at Long Beach?" borter? you want your mail ere. I just dropped in my mail," was the eny. rter has no more to be that Mr. Ahlborn uw;odmu or sipz mou RECEIVES BROKEN RIBS Gregory, employed by Midway at Huntington two broken ribs yesthe rotary brake sliptaken to the emerat Huntington Beach ands were dressed. ER SUICIDE calif., Aug. 9.—Irwin known rancher of the was found dead today house where he lived. Locke suicided, his post severed by a shotled a will leaving his brother. buried here. When the lanton it was an hour tes late and it seemed would be three hours to Marion. ONE WEEK SPECIAL Any Bathing Cap in the Store 35c Value from 35c to $1.25 Flentge Drug Co. WE DELIVER Phone 75 237 E. Center St. Respecting the Memory of Our Late President Warren G. Harding Late President Warren G. Harding The following Battery Stations will be closed tomorrow Friday, August 10th, 1923 ANAHEIM IGNITION DEPOT AUTOMOTIVE ELECTRIC CO. McGEE BATTERY STATION HERR BATTERY STATION