The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1921-11-12
NATION POURS
out HEART TO
NAMELESS DEAD
Long Road From Capital to the
Hillside at Arlington Is
Lined With People.
HAD DIED IN FRANCE
AS A TRUE AMERICAN
Army and Navy and Marines All
Played Their Part in Cere-
monies of the Day.

N%AS1ilGNN1IOINs NOV. Il.-Dn nder the
wide and starry skies of his own home
land, Americas unknown dead from
France sleep tonight, soldier home
from the wars.
Alone he lies In the narrow cell oil
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 en-
deavor poured out over this nameless
one Of fame will be told and sung by
Americans for all time.
Ecrolled across the marble arch of
the memorial raised to the American
soldier and sailor dead everywhere,
which stands like a monument behind
his tomb. runs this legend:
We here highly resolve that these
dead shall not have died In vain"
Inc words were spoken by the mar
tyred Lincoln over the dead at Gettys-
burg. 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 nag in
France.
Great man in the worlds affairs
heard that high purpose reiterated by
tho man who stands at the head OF
tho American people. Tomorrow they
win gather in the city that stands al
most in the shadow OF the new Amerl-
can shrine OF liberty dedicated 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 name and brought
death to comrades OF all nations by
the hundreds of thousands. And in
thoir ears when they meet must ring
President Harding's declaration today
beside that fiag-wrapped, honor-laden
bier:
There must be. there shall be. the
commanding voice OF a conscious civi-
llzation against armed warfare"
Far across the seas, other unknown
dead. hallowed in memory by their
countrymen as this American soldier,
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 anclena West
minister abbey. he OF France beneath
the arc DC triomphe, and he OF italy,
under the altar OF the fatherland IN
Rome. And II seemed today that they,
too. must be here among tho Potomac
hills to greet an American comrado
come to join their glorious company.
to testify their approval OF the high
words Of hope, spoken by Americas
president,
All day long tho nation poured out
its heart IN pride and glory for the
nameless American. Before the first
crash Of the minute guns roared its
snel for the dead from the shadow OF
Washington monument. the people who
, claim him rs their own were trooping
out TO do him honor They lined the
long road from the capitol 10 the hill
side where he slept tonight; they
flowed like q tide over the slopes about
his burial place: they choked the
bridges that lead 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 aven5e. solemn. reverent
hush held the living walls. Yet there
was not so much OF sorrow as OF high
pride in fl all pride beyond the reach
~ the shouting and clamor that marks
less sacred moments in life
Out there IN the broad avenue was
simple aCidier. dead FOR honor Of the
nag. He was nameiess. No man knew
what part IN the great life or the ma
tion he had filled when last he passed
over hts home soil But in France he
had died as Americans always have
been ready to die. for the flag and what
II means They read the message Of
the pageant clear, these silent thou
sands along the way They stood in
almost holy awe to take their own
part in what was theirs the glory Of
tho American people honored here in
the honors showered on Americas
ramciess son from France.
Army ana navy and marines all
played their part in the thrilling spec
taele as the cortege rolled along. And
Just behind the casket with its faded
French flowers on the draped flag
walked the president. the chosen lead-
er Of o hundred millions. in whose
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