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I 7 1 Stirring Welcome V I Given r To 0 Child Widow of Lord Mayor Celtic Martyr By Winifred Van Duier Duzer Universal Service Staff Correspondents Correspondent V EW YORK Dec 4 She She is so little and i it if was such such a big welcome x N NEW From the first siren shriek away down th the harbor to the last flutter flutter flutter flut flut- ter of Sinn Fein green and gold on the avenue it it was wa the sort of greeting this city has offered few times in all its it's history So what wonder that Mrs Munie MacSwiney widow of Irelands Ireland's martyr mayor saw I some of it through tears I It Il was vas with the smile of a shy child small smaIl hand with the old fashioned gold band upon the thet third finger over her heart that she responded I It touches me here here It is the most wonderful thing I have ever seen I This however was upon the afternoon of f this her first day in America STEAMER ARRIVES The began began with mists mist's roIling rolling roll roIl ing lag up from the bay bay and a pair of police boats coming round the statue of Liberty with a a. committee of welcome The White Star liner Celtic steamed slowly along North river while a cheer arose over beyond the water waterfront waterfront waterfront front buildings news of arrival had flashed ahead A little black clad cad figure stood at atthe atthe atthe the rail A gentle girlish figure scarcely five live fee feet hight eyes the blue blu of Killarney marney lak lakes s wistfulness overlying over over- lying youth of face over over-I Net draped upon a small hat seemed I Ito to express sorrow without rot for ot there there was no border no touch of grape A Along coat of f soft black cloth clot i wits wits' La finished d with a seal collar above abote I it a fluff of colored popper hair was was was' threaded with white te Those white white threads are the only visible visible- mark manIc left by what perhaps IS the most terrific experience a any y woman woman woman wo wo- man ever has has' known that if watching hunger hanging like a vampire above the body of her husband sapping his life bit by b bit bit t. t the while she is forced to stand helpless held as was the brave soul of him him by y c chains chains' ains o o an ideal GIRL WIDOW There Is nothing I sombre ombre about this Irish girl she girl she is only 22 Her fIer smile flashes es optimism quite as if she never had heard of the struggle of a little nation for freedom she shows an al almost almost al- al most childlike interest In Ia o objects and andI I incidents I I I Beside her at the rail rail stood her sis sis- sis sis- ter-in-law ter Miss Mary MacSwiney who was concer concerned ed regarding her school in Cork now in charge of her sister An An- nie The little former lord of that city Immediately thought of her baby girl l left ft with relatives She Is two and a. a a half years old she said Her lIer n name me is Maura She is s a lovely baby The gates opened finally and with J. J L. L l Irish consul Oswald Oswald Garrison Villard and Jeremiah Jermiah Lawlor who had boarded the liner as official committee of greeting Mrs MacSwiney MacSwiney MacSwiney Mac Mac- Swiney and the sister of the dead Irishman hurried ashore There they I were were received by two cousins Mrs Peter and Mrs Annie MacSwiney Mac- Mac r Swiney Dixon as well wen as Mrs F. F P. P W Walsh and Cud her daughter Helen Todd the California suffragist and Mrs MIls Helen Hill Weed of Connecticut ut GREETING AT SHIP SHIP Harry Boland secretary ry to to President President de Valera Valer held the little figure in his arms for foi a a moment then they turned to o a motor in which they were awaited by Grover Whalen commissioner of plant and structures tures representing Mayor Hylan Mrs Villard and Mrs J. J McNamara Before Defore them stretched a city of flags flage Thousands of Sinn Sian Fein banners banners ban Qan- ners fluttered under the Stars and Stripes men stood with bared heads there was hardly a sound This was the great silent tribute in honor of the widow of T Terence rence MacSwiney it ji was eloquent as could have been no ho demonstration J TRIUMPHAL MARCH The trip up town to the St St. Regis turned out to be a a. triumphal J Flag trimmed motors fell feU fellIn in n behind a detachment of discharged soldiers and a a. guard of longshoremen and the whole stepped out to the sprightly tune of- of the Quid Song the most country iver as I have seen They're hangin men and women there v For the of the green I Every few blocks tHe he long preces- preces I slon was halted as some one one darted out from the from the lines which stood solidly up on either side of Fifth avenue from to streets streets attempting to j speak to the Irish woman Once she I I i stopped the motor and climbed out to I kiss two little children dressed In Irish I IRISH SOLDIER One of tile the cars carried John A. A Kennedy Rca Ken n nedy dy of Cork lately of Boston who wore the green uniform o. o oJ the Irish Republican army He lie said that there are more soldiers such as he i iback I Iback back home At the St. St Regis Mrs 1 MacSwiney l at once retired to to- her suite It was only I after much urging that she appeared to speak for or a moment to the press of or Which fully sixty members were ass as as- as s She looked more child like than ever Continued Continue on page on-page page 2 7 i STIRRING WELCOME Continued from page 1 1 without her wraps or hat She Sho wears her hair parted and done in two heavy braids caught by a pair of largo large pins A pleated crepe do 10 chine chino skirt and blouse of the same material were Unrelieved unrelieved unrelieved Un- Un un un- relieved by a touch of white She explained that she is here to give o testimony and bear witness of the Irish upheaval before the American commission on Ireland I 1 can say nothing about conditions In my country until after my hearing which I believe Is to be on Wednesday But I should like to have America know khow that both m my husband and I al always always always al- al ways expected help from this country I havo have had many beautiful letters from the United States some even from American children I felt as if my welcome today were a tribute di dimet direct direct di- di met from the here to the memory memory memory mem mem- I ory of my husband |