The Sentinel=record., 1914-05-12

New York, May Il New York joined the nation today in memorial- izing with simple dignity the heroism of the nineteen bluejackets and ma rines who gave their lives at Vera Cruz.
 As the most impressive funeral pageant since the Spanish war started from the Battery to the Brooklyn navy yard, it was as if the pulse of the city had stopped. All business was suspended and over the commercial section Of the city there fell a reverential hush. Throngs which numbered more than one mil lion of New York polyglot population stood shoulder to shoulder in com munity of grief
 1t was a spectacle of a city strangely transligured and lifted out of itself. In the line of mourners that followed the artillery caissons bearing the dead were the chiefs of state and city governments and many more distinguished men of nearly every calling; but every eye in the Ghrongs that lined the way tuned first to the carriage where the president rode close behind the last funeral car. The president came from Washington during the night and was with the procession from the time it left the Battery until the squad of marines fired their parting voleys over the flag-draped collins at the Brooklyn navy yard and the navy bugler sounded the taps that proclaimed the end of the ceremony.
 On the stand with the president at the navy yard were relatives of the dead sailors and marines, mothers, sisters and wives, but in all the throng of mourners none seemed more deeply touched by the spirit of the day than the man whose word sent the lads of the navy to tisht for their country's honor at Vera Cruz.
 And to the president was left the privilege of voicing the nations grief ana the nations belief that those who died in the performance of duty had done for their country a service not to be measured by their individ- ual deeds.
 "The feeling that is uppermost,' he said, lis one of profound grief, and vet there is mixed with that griet a profound pride that they should have gone as they did, and if may say It out of my heart, a touch of envy or those who were permitted so quietly, no sobly to do tneir duty.
 The head of the nation looked out over the thousands massed about the collins on the parade grounds and his voice shook with emotion as he declared his creed.
 we have gone down to Mexico he said, to serve mankind if we can lind out the way. We do not want to fight the Mexicans. We want to serve the McXicans.
 There was wistful note in his voice as he added: "l never was under fire; but 1 fancy that there are some things just as hard to do as to go under fire. 1 fancy that 1t IS just as hard to do your duty when men are sneering at you as when they are shooting at you. When they shoot at you they can only take your natural life when they sheer at you they can wound your heart"
 From a bird s-eye view the multi tude aligned along the route of the funeral cortege presented the picture of vast human stream connecting two arms of the sea. Muffled voices, soft spoken commands by military officers. the melancholy tolling or the Trinity church bell, but empha- sized a hush that had fallen over a city of noises.
 Tha dead were landed by the tugs Traffic and Correction early in the morning and lay in state in the l-st- tery park plaza for over an hour be- fore the procession started. There were seventeen collins The other two victims of Mexican shippers hon ored today died after the Montana