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had been made by a steerage passenger to assassinate the former 
President. The story was cabled all over the world and printed by 
the sensational press in elaborate details even to the placing of the 
would-be-assassin in irons. 
Upon reaching Gibraltar Col. Roosevelt, learning that such a 
story had been sent out, indignantly denied it. After doing this he 
went to the deck belonging to the third class passengers and shook 
the hand of each. He expressed himself as feeling that a great in¬ 
justice had been done the poor people traveling in the steerage and 
he desired to express to them his sympathy that even one among 
them had been singled out by a sensational press for such a scandal 
when there was no reason for it. 
At Gibraltar Col. Roosevelt was cordially received by United 
States Consul Greevy and Vice Consul Nichols as well as by the 
British Governor. 
RECEPTION AT NAPLES. 
The reception given Col. Roosevelt upon arrival at Naples was 
probably the most cordial and elaborate ever given at that city. 
Thousands had come from all parts of Europe to greet the ex- 
President. Sojourners in Europe congregated at Naples by the 
hundreds awaiting his arrival. The preparations for transferring 
the baggage and hunting outfit of Col. Roosevelt had been arranged 
by the United States Consul. Ambassador Griscom had come down 
to Naples from Rome to do honor to our former chief executive of 
this Nation. Journalists from London, Berlin, Paris and Rome 
gathered at Naples to write their impressions of the distinguished 
American. Many of them printed elaborate character sketches of 
him. 
The steamer Admiral left Naples soon after midnight, and, 
after so strenuous a day, the ex-President was not long in seeking 
rest. Arising early that morning. Col. Roosevelt was soon out on 
the deck armed with a pair of marine glasses. The air was balmy 
and the sunshine brilliant. After the buffeting they had received 
on the voyage from Gibraltar to Naples the trip through the Strait 
of Messina and down the coast was like sailing on a lake 
