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SERVICES At CATAfAlQUt
lnpressive Ceremonies Held by Many
Organizations Beside Soldiers Cas-
ket-Fiowers of Every Cline.

Washington, Nov. IA river OF
humanity. American men, women anG
children. Americans by heritage.
Americans ny election, flowed past the
h:rr OF lie dead soldier, Endcr the
grrat ,,.3:r "t t!.e capitol. II flowed
as the iilc blood of the nation itself
IA s,",, DIT Overwhelming torrent OF
human documents gathered 70 @ttest
tIc valor OF America = dead IL France.
From early day until long after
darkness had shrGuded the city the
great stream surged up the eastern
front Of the rntunda, four a}reast. up
tine granite stairway, in through the
huge doorway to pass soemnly. rever-
emily by the casket and its five
guards motionless as the statutes of
Lincoln and Grant at the far doorway
spectacle.
Out through that doorway the
stream passed, through the stately
corridor and its marble stairway and
down over the wide terraces of the
western front 10 the homes in the city
below. Each hour saw thousands
make the slow journey of honor to the
dead. Each hour saw new thousands
pouring up the wide drlveways that
circle the great building to replenish
the living stream.
That was the overshadowng cle-
ment in the cycle of honors heaped
upon the namelesS soldier, this son
OF the people come home TO claim the
great reward his valiant heart had
earned And it was his own people,
of every nook of the nation, that
silently gave this reward, more pre-
cious than any jeweled or carven tok-
en- that governments Of the world
will place above the still breast OF the
sleeper.
To one side of the throng that rolled
ceaselessly by the fiag-drapcd casket
a second unending ceremonial Of hon
ors for the dead went on. There great
men, gathered in Washington TO deal
with great affairs, came humbly to
place their wreaths and roses at the
bier There came comrades, limping
from wounds that brought them down
in France There came gray-haired
veterans of old wars moved to do
honor 70 the young, stricken cenTade
of the last great struggle. There, IN
ordered course, came the ambassadors
and the ministers and the special en-
voys of governments around the
world.
There were formal services here,
always with the shuffiing footsteps Of
the human river beyond merging with
the prayers and the chants and the
spoken tributes TO the dead. There
were some, like those wounded boys
from France, who stood awed and
ahaShed at the solemn majesty that
had come to this cOmrade. They plac-
ed their Wreaths in W0rdleSS praise,
their wounds and the eyes of that
great. endless, living river beyond
making them awkward, their crutches
and canes tapping on the cold stones
as they shuff1ed back into the OBJ
security they craved.
Came. too, blackgowned women,
many bowed and gray with age and
sorrow and all wearing in pride the
golden star that tells of son who
died over there They brought al
ways with their flowers the great
stars that bring to this unknown son
of liberty a message from those COM
rades whose names stand above all
others in the roll Of the nations serv-
ants. the great scroll of those who.
Ike him, died for the flag.
As the hours moved by, the vast
reaches Of the chamber seemed all too
small to house the growing mass Of
lowers. AS each cluster was set in