Bisbee daily review., 1921-11-12


the world in full course. Then the
band sounded and in a mighty Choir
us rolled up the words of America,
from the hosts within and without the
great open hall of valor.
President Harding stepped ror-
ward, beside the corTIn, 10 say for
America the thing that today was
nearest to the nations heart, that
sacrifice such as this nameless man
fallen in battle. might perhaps be
made unnecessary down through the
coming years. Every word that
President Harding spoke reached
every person through the amplifiers
and reached other thousands upon
thousands in New York and San
Francisco.
Harding Shows Emotion
Harding showed strong emotion as
his lips formed the last words of his
address. He paused, then, with rails
ed hand, and head bowed, went ON
the measured, rolling period of the
Lords Prayer. the response that
came back to him from the thous-
ands he faced from the other thous-
ands out over the slopes beyond per-
haps from still other thousands away
near the Pacific, or close packed in
the heart of the nations greatest city
rose like chant. The marble arches
hummed with the solemn sound.
Then the foreign officers, who
stand highest among the soldiers or
sailors of their flags, came one by
one to the bier to place gold and jew
eled emblems for the brave above the
breast of the sleeper. Already, as
she great prayer ended, the president
had set the American seal of admira-
tion for the valiant, the nations love
for brave deeds and the courage that
defies death upon the casket. Side
by s. de, he laid the Medal of Honor
and the Distinguished Service Cross.
And below, set in place with rever-
ent hands, grew the long line of for
eign honors, the Victoria Cross, new
er before laid on the breast ur any
but those who had served the Eng
lish flag; all the highest honors of
France, Belgium, and Italy, and Rou-
mania and CZecho-Slovakia, and Po-
land To General Jacques OF bel
GUM, it remained to add his own
touch to these honors. He tore from
the breast of his own tunic the Medal
of Valor pinned there by the Belgian
king tore it with a sweeping gesture.
and tenderly bestowed lit on the Amer
lean warrior. .. s- -; ,y-as 81
Through the religious services that
followed, and prayers, the swelling
crowd sat motionleSS until 1t rose to
join in the old, consoling words OF
Rock of Ages" and the last rite for
the dead was at hand. Lifted by his
hero bearers from the stage, the I'M.
known was carried into his flag wrap
ped, simple coffin out to the wide
sweep of the terrace. The bearers
laid the sleeper down above the
crypt in which had been placed a lit
tie Of the soil of France. The dust
his blood helped TO reGeem rom aiien
,hands will mingle with his dust as
time marches by.
Red Men Honor Hero
a The simple words of the burial rit-
eal were said by Bishop Brent, flow
ers from war mothers o. America
and England were laid in place, For
the Indians of America. Chief Plenty
Coos came to call upon the great
spirit of the red men, with gesture
and chant and tribal tongue that the
that war might end, that peace be
purchased by such blood as this. Upon
the casket he laid the, coup STICK
of his tribal office and the feathered
war bonnet from his own head. Then
the casket, with its weight of honors,
was lowered into the crSpt.
A rocking blast of gunfire rang
from the woods. The glittering circle
of bayonets stiffened TO saIute to
the dead. Again, the guns shouted
their message of honor and farewell,
again they doomed out; loyal com
rade was being laid to his last, long
rest. - nv, ~
High and clear and true in the
echoes of the guns, busle lifted the
old, old notes of taps, the lullaby
for the living soldier in death his
requiem.
Long ~ ago some forgotten poet
caught its meaning clear and set it
down that soldiers everywhere might
know its message as they sink to
rest:
9 Fades the light;
''And afar
"Goeth day, cometh night,
And star,
'.Leadeth all, speedeth all,
"To their rest
h. The guns roared out again in the
national salute. He was home, the
unknown, to sleep forever among his
own.
IM0RID PARITY