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Maryland State Archives Jeffersonian, Towson, Maryland mdsa_sc3410_1_81-0779 Enlarge and print image (6M) |
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ALL THE NEWS THAT'S PIT TO PRINT.
THE JEFFERSONIAN
"WITH THE PEOPLE, BY THE PEOPLE, FOR THE PEOPLE"
VOL. XII—No. 7
'It Covers The Community Like The Dew'
TOWSON, MARYLAND, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 1924
BALTIMORE COUNTY'S ONLY SUNDAY NEWSPAPER.
Our Decision To Help Maintain Stable Government In Mexico Would Be Less Disquieting If We Could Always
Tell The Difference Between The Stable And The Stall.
SENTIMENT ON ADDITIONAL LOAN FOR SCHOOLS DIVIDED
Upper End" Almost Unanimous Against Passage In Any Form-'LowerEnd"Seems "Luke Warm.
FORMER PRESIDENT LAID TO REST IN
CATHEDRAL CRYPT AS HORDES PAUSE TO MOURN
Before Silent Watchers Solemn Voice Of Clergyman Intones Burial Service—Simple Dignity Characterizes Ceremony-Heads Bared hi Rain As Hearse Passes.
CONDUCTING REVIVAL SERVICES.
Rev. W. G. Cooper, of Providence, R. I., will begin his second week's work on the Hereford Circuit. Tomorrow (Sunday) afternoon at 3 o'clock he will preach at Mt. Carmed M. E. Church.
COMPLAINS OF SERVICE
Lakeland Man Says Bus With
Capacity For 11 Often
Carries 37.
While there is no evidence to prove it, David E. Lander, of Lakeland, thinks the driver of the bus which runs from Westport to English Consul must have been a street car conductor at one time. Otherwise, how does h? manage to pack 37 persons into a bus supposed to carry 11, Lander inquires in a complaint received by the Public Service Commission.
According to Mr. Lander, patrons of the line, during rush hours, are draped over the front fenders and the hood when ro-m inside the vehicle has been exhausted.
STORK VISITS HOME OF MR. AND MRS. J. K. WILLISS.
The stork visited the home of Mr. and Mrs. J. K. Williss, leaving a bouncing baby girl. Mr. Williss is Credit Manager at The Black & Decker Mfg. Co., at Towson Heights.
(By Nancy Hanks) Under mourning skies that dropped gray rain, the body of Woodrow Wilson was carried to its last resting place.
Above his grave arches the great unfinished structure of the National Cathedral, typical of the War President's unfinished work, but going on to completion as faith told him his work would go on.
The rustle of oak leaves, the far-off boom of guns, the solemness of the clergyman's voice, marked the hour.
At 3 P. M. Wednesday in the quiet house whre Mr. Wilson's life ended, the voice of his pastor, the Rev. James H. Taylor, of the Central Presbyterian Church, broke the silence: "The Lord is my Shepherd, I Shall Not want," and through these familiar words of the majestic psalm he moved to its climax, breathing hope and peace; "And I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever."
In a deepening hush rose a voice in prayer; it was that of Rev. Sylvester Beach, who was Mr. Wilson's spiritual adviser in the days of his presidency of Princeton University, then Bishop James E. Freeman, head of the Episcopal Diocese of Washington, opened a little khaki-covered Bible sent to the former President by a soldier in France-one of his "buddies"—a book which Mr. Wilson treasured above all others, because he felt it linked him to the men he sent to the front, and whose sufferings he shared, and from which the Bishop read the twenty-fourth and twenty-fifth verses of Jude, following which benediction was pronounced and the services at the home ended.
During the brief, quiet period that followed, strong arms of soldiers and
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