Pueblo chieftain., 1921-11-12
PRES, HARDING ECHOES RESOLVE
OF LINCOLN, THAT THESE DEAD
SHALL NOT HAVE DIED IN VAIN
Great Men In Worlds Affairs Follow Unknown Sol
dier's Casket to Burial Place; Nation Honors
All War Dead by Services

Associated Press. )-U nder the VIDE ana
starry skies of his own hoineiana'
Americas unknown dead from France
sleeps tonight u soldier home from the
wars Alone he lies in the narrow cell
Of limestone that guards his pooy'
but his soul has entered into tne
spirit that is America. Whenever LID
erty is held close in mems hearts. the
honor and the glory and the pledge
OF high endeavor poured over TINS
taameiess 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 ms
tomb. runs this legend: We here.
highly resolve that these dead snail
not have died in vain"
The words were spoken by martyred
Lincoln over the dead at Gettyspurs
and today with voice strong with de-
termination and ringing with deep
emotion another president echoed that
high resolve over the coffin Of the
soldier who died for the flag in France
Great men in the worlds affairs
heard that high purpose reiterated by
the man who stands at the head Oh
the American people. Tomorrow, thes
will gather in the city that STANDS al
most in the shadow OF the new Ameri-
can shrine of liberty dedicated today.
They will talk OF peace: OF the curp,
Ing of the havoc OF war Ihey VIII
speak of the war In France. that ROB.
bed this soldier OF life and name ano
brought death TO comrades of all ma
tions by the hundreds of thousands
And, in their ears when they meet
must ring President Hardfnes decia-
ration today beside that flag wrap
ped. honor laden bier;
There must be, there shall De. tne
commanding voice of a conscious CIVIL
ixation against armed warfare.
Far across the seas. other unknown
dead, hallowed In memory by their
countrymen. as this American soioier
1. enshrined In the heart OF America.
rleep their last. He. in whose veins
ran the blood OF British forbears. lies
beneath a great stone In ancient VEST
minister Abbey. he of France. beneath
the arch de Triomphe and he OF Italy,
under the altar OF the Fatherland In
Rome. And 1t seemed today that they
too. must be here among the Potomac
Hills to greet an American comrade
come TO Join their glorious company. to
testify their approval of the high
words OF hope spoken by America 8
president.
All dny long. the nation poured out
IL. heart in pride and glory for the
nameless one.
Before the first crash OF the minute
guns roared its kncll for the dead
from the shadow of Washington monu-
their own were trooping out TO do
him honor They lined the long road
from the capitol to the hillside where
ne sleeps tonight; they flowed ike
a tide over the slopes about MS burial
pInce. they choked the bridges that
ied across the river to the fields OF the
brave In which he is the latest conner
As he was carried past thru the
banks OF humanity. that lined Penn
sylvania avenue. solemn receNcnt
hush held the living walls, Yet there
was not so much OF sorrow ms high
pride in 1t ALI pride beyond the
reach of shouting and the clamur that
marks less sacred moments in life.
Out there In the broad avenue was
g., simple soldier. dead for honor OF
tho flag He was nnmclcss. No man
knew what part OF the great life of the
nation he had filled when last he pass
cd over his home soil But In France.
he had died as Americans always have
been ready to die, for the flag and
what It 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
rart In what was theirs. the glory OF
the American people honored here In
the honors showered on America :
nnmeless son from France.
Soldiers. sailors and marines all
riaved their part in the thrilling spec
'scls as the corttre rolled along. And
,r.r behind the casket with its faded
French flowers on the draped flag.
walked the president. the chosen lead
or of 1000. 600 900 In whose name he was
chief mourner at this bier. Beside him
strode the man under whom the fallen
hero had lived and died In France,
General Pershing. wearing only the
single medal of victory, that every
American soldier might wear, as his
only decoration.
Then row on row came the men who
led the nation today or have guided
It's destinies before. They were all
there walking proudly with age and
fraiities OF the flesh forgotten.
Judges, senator's. representatives,
highest officers OF every military arm
Of government and trudging little
rroup OF the nations most valorous
sons the medal honor men. Some
we're gay and bent. dropping with old
wounds. some trim and erect as thr
dny they won their way to fame. All
walked gladly In this nameless COM
rade's last parade.
Behind these came the carriage In
which rode Woodrow Wilson also
stricken down by infirmlties as he
rode In the highest place of the nation
lust as the humblest private riding In
such state ahead had gone down be-
fore n she'll or bullet. For the dead
mans sake the former president had
nut aside his dread OF seeming to pa
radc hts physical weakness as he
risked health perhaps life, to appear
o,pong the mourners of tho fallen.
There was handclapping. and a cheer
hcre and there for the man in the car
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