Family at Home

A few minutes before the 6:40 New York train was due, the President's limousine, followed by a car loaded with Secret Service men, nosed into Washington's high-vaulted Union Station. Iron gates leading to the platform were slammed shut; passengers for 7 o'clock trains had to wait until after 7 before they were admitted to the platform.

Margaret Truman, back home from Europe, stayed in her drawing room until passengers aboard her car had left. Then she came bounding down into the President's arms and was soundly bussed. Bess Truman, who had met Margaret's ship in New York, followed and got a husbandly peck on the cheek. Beaming Harry Truman herded his womenfolk into his limousine and whisked off to Blair House.

The President had mustered up all the power of his office to make their return to Washington a private affair. He complains often and bitterly about the intrusions of the presidency on his family life. Democrats who argue that the President will not run again in 1952 base their hunch principally on Bess Truman's well-known antipathy to life in a goldfish bowl.

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