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BODY OF UakNOWN HERO SLEEPS BENEATH MARBLE
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NEW SHRINE OF AMERICAN LIBERTY
 DEDICATED WITH MEMORIAL CERE- MONY AT LAST RESTING PLACE OF UNKNOWN HERO; WORLD POWERS SEND TRIBUTE TO AMERICA'S DEAD
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 WASHINGTON, Nov. 11.-Under the wide and starry skies of his own homeland, Americas unknown dead from France sleeps tonight, a soldier home from the wars.
 Alone he lies in the narrow cell of live stone that guards his body; but his soul has entered into the spirit that is America Wherever liberty is held close in mems hearts, the honor and the glory and the pledge of high endeavor poured out oyer this nameless one of fame will be told and sung by Americans for all time Scrolled across the marble arch of the memorial raised to American sol- dier and sailor dead everywhere which stands like monument behind his tomb, runs this legend:
 "We here highly resolve that
 these dead shall not have died in
 vain"
 The words were spoken by mar tyred Lincoln over the dead at Get tysburg. And today with voice strong with determination and ringing with deep emotion another president echoed that high resolve over the coffin of the soldier who died for the flag of France.
 Great men in the worlds affairs heard that high purpose reiterated by the man who stands at the head of the American people. Tomorrow they will gather in the city that stands almost in the shadow of the new American shrine of liberty dedi- cated today. They will talk of peace; of the curbing of the havoc of war. They will speak of the war in France, that robbed this soldier of life and f,f I Joe of all nations by the hundreds of thousands.
 And, in their ears, when they meet must ring President Harding's dec- laration today beside that flag wrapped, honor laden bier:
 "There must be, there shall be,
 the commanding voice of a con
 seious civilization against armed
 warfare"
 Far across the seas other unknown dead, hallowed in memory by their countrymen as this American sol- 6ier is enshrined in the heart of America sleep their last He, in whose veins ran the blood of British forebears. lies beneath a. great stone in ancient Westminster Abbey: he of France. beneath the Arc de Triomphe. and he of Italy, under the altar of  seemed today that they, too. must be here among the Potomac hills to greet an American comrade come to join their glorious company, to tes- tify their approval of the high words of hope spoken by Americas presi- dent.
 Crowds Pay Tribute
 All day long the nation poured out its heart in pride and glory for the nameless American. Before the first crash of the minute gun roared it's knen for the dead, from the shadow of Washington monument, the people who claim him as their own were trooping out to do him honor They lined the long road from the capitol to the hillside where he sleeps to- night: they flowed like tide over the slopes about hi5 burial place; they choked the bridges that led across the river to the fields of the brave in which he is the latest conner.
 As he was carried past through the banks of humanity that lined Penn sylvania avenue a solemn, reverent hush held the living walls. Yet, there was not so much of sorrow as Of high pride in it all, pride beyond the reach of shouting and the clamor that marks less sacred moments in life
 Out there in the broad avenue was aL simple soldier, dead for honor of the flag. He was nameless. No man knew what part in the great life of the nation he had filled when last he passed over his home soil. But in France he had died as Americans all ways have been ready to die, for the flag and what it means. They read the message of the pageant clear, these silent goers along the way. They stood in almost awe to take their own pat in what was theirs, the glory of the people honored here in the honors showered on America s nameless son from France.
 Soldiers sailors and marines all played their part in the. thrilling spectacle as the cortege rolled along. And just behind the casket with its faded French flowers on the draped flag, walked the president, the cho- sen leader of a hundred million in whose name he was chief mourner at this bier. Beside him strode the man under whom the fallen hero hadlived and died in France. General Persh- ing, wearing only the single medal of victory that every American sol- dier might wear as his only decora- tion.
 Government Officials in Line
 Then row on roN came the men