The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, July 15, 1899, Page 1

GIVEN AWAY, With each cash WANT ADVERTISEMENT or dered in NEXT SUNDAY'S CALL a MAGNIFI- GIVEN AWAY... With each cash WANT ADVERTISEMENT or- dered in NEXT SUNDAY'S CALL a MAGNIFI- CENT PORTRAIT OF ADMIRAL DEWEY, @all | | CENT PORTRAIT OF ADMIRAL DEWEY, printed in ten colors, size 14x21 inches, printed in ten colors, size 14x21 inches, | ready for framing ready for framing. — 1 + SAN FRANCISCO, SATURDAY, JULY 15 1899. PRICE KIVE CENTS. * SAN FRANCISCOS ROYAL RECEPTION T0 THE OREGON VOLUNTEERS OREGONIANS HAVE LOTS OF COMPANY L s sturdy look- sh to see and t they would to remforce in the hour of justified. In many Oregonians | flying , at Ca- | alabon, they aray they colonel terrific fire, e brea an Fe s many fleld and | ider the ud of their leader; no their ranks, 1 collection held high their heads again on their the Itv- is to hear the fluttering | d with flowers and{ the fair. ’ | iatther n foot put once s by weary as they must have been from long confine- ment on the t s, the Oregonians than human had ly, the hereic figures in one of San Francisco's mcst spontaneous outbursts of patriotism. Photo t Hodso J-R. d 1arter than marched four o of their f z than the sturdy Their cheeks d sunken , but they Ohio from med in m-street under rds on ejither st et TO THEIR CAMP. the Presidlo. buttons were polished and bay- brightened; shoes were polished hats were dusted, and all was v for the de into God’'s own 31 wa rved aboard, were lined and it was not long after the sunrise gun was fired that the -three battalions forming the regiment were once more together on the pie Outside the gates thousands awaited their coming, as they had day after day for >t. from Har- t jam of 1d chil- the air and the them from rison to Mar men and g: dren. Th was a pe »d wome: in chill murky fog could not de the very first glimpse obtainabie of the heroe: me home. Up Market street s the eye could reach, out ate to Van 1 blocks and blocks beyond the re- | viewing and, humanity was packed | as closely as possible all along the line of march. Not an available footing was | to be had half an hour after the march | was taken up; not a window that was SICK AND WOUNDED APPROACHING THE Photo by J. R. Hodson, 416 Geary street. the crowds unplaced. Express and de- livery wagons were drawn on side streets to be temporary grand stands for the curious, ladders were pressed Into service in doorways, and, least one instance, on the sidewalk, as perches for birds of girls. Almost as great the waiting crowds was the profusion of decora- tion. Flags, flags,.flags, everywhere, a foggy firmament studded with in- numerable stars and stripes. From curb to cupola they flew Jjauntily as if possessed of the spirit of the occasion. In the double line of the welcoming throng from the ferries to the Presidio gate every other man or woman or child Held a flag or a spotless handkerchief to helghten the color effect, and, when thd time came, waved a welcome to the passin hoys in brown. 'Flowers were. carried in profusion, lending their perfumes and adding their beauty to the grand ensemble of the San Francisco girl. as Many were heard to. remark _that not even at the recent Fourth of July parade had such a myriad of peo- ple gathered on the streets. Tt looked that way and it was remarkable when one considers the early hour, the pene- trating fog and the chill breeze. It was not very remarkable, however, REVIEWING STAND The men of the Oregon regiment convalescing from the ravages of disease or recovering from bullet wounds formed one of the features of the parade. They were living reminders of conditions as they exist, and were applauded for the sufferings they had undergohe. anxious to get ashore, many of them so much so that they had slept but little during the night. The morniag ablu- tions were performed with haste and Fewer of them passed up the clty’s . care; wrinkles were pressed out of-uni- | unoccupied; no perch whereon one | small boy could pérch with saftey that | @11 not hold two; roofs were crowded, cornices were pre-empted, balconies were filled, and still tliere were those in when one comes to cr-sider the San Francisco cparacter. again demonstrated their patriotism and shown the spontaneity with which.they in at| Time and time | have the people of this city | honor demands upon it. —and it’s not always nece: Chief of Police Lees. Third Artillery Band. States Cavalry, and the gates to the pier had hardly closed behind them when Major Noble Say the word | ary even to | | do that—and the town is ablaze. Flags|and Troop F, Sixth United States|Troop F, Sixth Unite : ¢ at a second’s notice, bunting is | Cav signated as an escort to the aptain E. L. Wilcox commanding. fly at a second’s notice, bunting is | Cavalry, design: as an A e volunteers, arrived, the troopers taking up their statfon on the west i@ of East street, fear the dock. Ordinarily | the cavalrymen would have attractec a good deal of attention. This time good rea- draped and banners strung; bands play, | Wwhistles ~screafn, ~cannon hoom, bells clang, fires are lighted and r. celebra- tion of immense proportions is in full swing before one knows it. That is carriages. Second Regiment Oregon Volunteers, Colonel Owen Summers commanding. n of Police Spillane. hird United States Artillery, Aliff commanding. San Francisco's way of doing things | they did not, for the ver and that is the way she did it yester- | son that all eyes were ined for a| «Here they come!” ‘“Here they day for the Oregon boys—only more so. | sight of the Oregonians. | come!” was repeated from the ferries Early or late, rain or shine, the city is | Repeated bugle calls from beyond the | j g gemicircle to North Beach and the always ready—sometimes the proces- | gates gave notice that the regiment | ng erowd, too far up the street for {a‘lr\f}i are not. ] | was forming. he hands on the fer e t glimpse of the procession, | Not so yesterday. As anxious as|depot clock pointed to 8 a solitary | (cnved out on the pavements to get it. | were the patriotic crowds to receive | horseman, Major Noble, resplendent in | mp." pojice ch: 3 et nobe dothe | them the Oregon volunteers were eager | full ‘uniform and tossinz horsekair. |, pier work 2 ot Mshel Joseph Conboy, who makes the most | | threatening descents and ends up with | the gentlest laying on of hands on a ‘hnl;dm' crowd of “anny man an th’ | | | | foorce.” Again and again The Call can- non boomed out a welcome to the ad- | vancing regiment, the mingled din of | bells ana horns, exploding bombs and thrilling cheers became something in- describable. The advance had reached the junc- tion of Third, Market and Kearny | streets when the pandemonium reached its height. One could not hear most of the noises for some of the others. They were not for the drum . nor for Chief Lees in his motorl but | for Colonel Summers and heroic | men. The commanding figure at the | head of the regiment looked like that | of a demi-god as it sat the spirited bay | ch campaign at jauntily on a thatch of silver gray surmounting a clear-cut face. The trim-fitting uni- i form o kharki perfect fitted the figure, showed to advantage its grace. Certainly the Oregon Regiment should | be proud of its handsome chief. He looked the ideal soldier. ) Cheered and cheered again all | along the street, Colonel Summers | was compelled many times to raise | his hat and salute the crowd. In | front of The Call office a gray- haired man rushed out and pre- sented the hero of Maasin with a beau- tiful bouquet of blood red carnations. The colonel shook the donor’s hand and while The Call band played a quickstep the first battalion of the Ore- gonians passed to a position in front of the office and halted. The cannon boomed from the cupola at regular intervals, punctuating with its deep-toned roar the deafening “Pop,” “pop,” “pop,” of innumerable firecrackers from the Examiner build- ing. The first lot were touched off as the head of the regiment passed, and the last had not stopped cracking tilt the parade had gone on and was dis- appearing from view up Market street, the crowd closing up behind. The men of the regiment showed plainlyin their marching that they were suffering from the long imprisonment ALL READY TO REVIEW THE OREGONIANS. Photo by J. R. Hodson, 416 Geary street. Major General Shafter, U. S. A., commanding the Department of the Pacific, and his staff, at Van Ness avenue and Bush street, awaiting the approach of | Colonel Summers’ troops. % | to step out and get the homelike feel | rode out from the transport dock. As | of the pavements of Frisco, as they call | he did so a loud “Forward. march!” it. Their blood, thinned somewhat by | was heard, The Call cannon in the the torrid suns of the tropics, was |tower of the Claus Spreckels building | chilled by the low-lying fogs on the | boomed forth the sizndl, and the vol- | transport pier and they stamped around | unteers were again on American soil. | | impatiently to keep it in’ circulation.| The re-entry of Colonel Summers |in the transports. The stiffness was | Outside the jam of city people shivered, | and his men was greeted with the | DOt vet out of their limbs, and the | but did not mind. Bodily discomfort | loudest, strongest, longest shout that slight chill in the air was cold to them was nothing compared to the desire of | ever went up in San Francisco. Al- | coming as they did from the burning the crowd to give the veteran volun- | most simultaneously it seemed to | suns of the Philippines. Aside from a burst from the throats of the tens a.ndJ little halt in the step of a man or two tens of thousands waiting to do honor | in the line, and the sight of the ambu- to the incoming heroes. At the same |lance following with the convalescing time bands stationed all along thejj wounded, one might not have thought street, as if imbued with the same ldea, | that the volunteers had been under se- struck up that stirring air, “When | vere fire. The ambulance told the tale. Johnny Comes Marching Home.” | however, and the rear ranks of several Gongs sounded, fish-horns tooted, cow- | companies showed where those once bells and car-bells clanged, revolvers | belonged who rest beneath the sod. were shot in air, bombs exploded, and The survivors, however, looked every crackers were touched off. The line|inch the soldiers they have proved was formed, the artillery band started | themselv?s, and at every step on the up a liveiy march, and the triumphant | way they gave evidence that they ap- journey was commenced. | preciated the whole-souled ception “Here they come! Here they come!” | belng accorded them. At every stop was shouted, and come they did, in theJ they made on the route enthusiasts .-4gushed out, shook hands with them, teers a real California send off and so it did not rebel at being jostled by its own recoil or being shoved around by policemen. The police were early on the ground, and had their hands full in keeping or- der in what might easily have become a chaos. The entire harbor squad, un- der Captain Dunleavy and Sergeants Cook, Mahoney :nd Brophy, assisted by a detail of ten men from the South- ern station, were kept busy at the | transport dock. Fortunately for every- body, arrarzements were perfect, and there were no delays. Governor Geer and his staff were driven down in | hacks shortly. after half-past 8 o'clock.»,Ltrquow_ln: order:~