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...heart warmed by a Presidential farewell, and perhaps stimulated by foreknowledge of a Presidential blessing he was to receive en route (see p. 7), Herbert Hoover set out from Washington to Palo Alto, to vote for himself and be voted for. At Cumberland, Md., he paused and spoke again about Prosperity. One aside in this speech revealed the political flair which he had seldom been suspected of having. Spying some of the train crew in the crowd he said: "I think I ought to tell them I am grateful to them. . . . I have come to think of this strip...
Through the western desert stretches of his own Main Street, Mr. Hoover rested, read books, beamed confidently from the platform. He entered California with the dawn before election. Palo Alto made holiday. To throngs he said, and repeated that evening over the radio: "This enormously enlarged interest is evidence of the great depth of conviction and even anxiety of our people. . . . Whatever the conscience of America determines, that will be right. . . ." Everywhere he made special reference to women. Before noon of election day friends were generally addressing him as "Mr. President...
...blackboards, positive claims were made with caution. At 7:15 p. m. Pacific time, about the moment that Executive Editor Swope of the arch-Democratic New York World was handing a yellow slip to a reporter, conceding the election, the Hoover quotation at Palo Alto was only 206 electoral votes. The total popular vote was even at three million for each nominee...
Fifteen minutes later, Palo Alto quoted 251 electoral votes. With great care, they had added New York's 45. Not until 8:43 p. m. (11:43 Eastern time) did they chalk up Tennessee, Wisconsin and Iowa for a total...
...buzzing in the Palo Alto living room became a loud caucus of triumph. John Philip Sousa's band blared its best. The President-elect was sitting down at the moment. He did not get up at once but sat, eyes downcast, embarrassed, rubbing his forehead with his fingertips. They wanted a speech. "Not tonight," he said. Outside the house, a phalanx of Stanford University undergraduates yelled persistently. The President-elect reluctantly took his way to the terraced roof of his house, under the California stars. Tears glistened on his cheeks as he looked down on that fragment...