The Birmingham age-herald., 1923-08-11
BODY OF HARDING REST AGAIN M THE SOIL OF HIS STATE
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rades of camping days. Ford, Edi- sonn and Firestone.
 The cabinet family came to stand closer at the foot of the casket with their new chief standing sorrowfully among them. The admirals, in gleaming white, lined the way to the left, the generals to the right and beyond; behind the cabinet stood the little party of intimates and friends who made the Alaska journey that death broke so suddenly.
 Father Comes Next.
 Then came Dr. Harding, with the snow of his eighty years showing on his barred head. and then the brave widow walking to her place at the right of the casket with Sec of the family. Within the shadow of the doorway of the vault, the churchmen took their place and from the shrubbery that screened them the choir sang Lead Kindly light" The last service for Warren Harding had begun.
 Prayers followed spoken by an old friend of the dead President, the scriptural passages that hearten men in sorrow were read and again the choir sang. The last hymn of this sim pie, reverent service was Nearer
  ly blending voices came to the last chords, Mrs. Harding slowly raised her yelled face and stood as though in prayer to Him above that the dead husband who in moment would be shut away from her forever might know that peace beyond understand ing which Gods mercy holds out to humanity at the last.
 The voices died away and with lifted hand, Bishop Anderson of the Methodist Episcopal church pro- nounced the benediction;
 Now unto Him that Is able to keep us from falling, and to present us faultless before the presence of His glory, with exceeding joy, to the only wise God, our Savior, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and forever more. Amen." Stand In Silence.
 The funeral party and the hun dreds who ringed them about stood motionless and silent minute. The soldiers and sailors and marines, who have kept the honor watch all the way from San Francisco and who alone have carried the casket stepped forward. Facing the tomb, they lifted 1t slowly and slowly bore 1t through the shadowy doorway. And at that moment the nation stood silent in sorrow.
 Back to the dim depth of the crypt of stone and earth the bearers went with their burden, then turned to file out again and stand stiffly at at tention in double line, forming a cordon of honor
 Mrs. Harding raised her veil slight ly and swept the moisture from her brow and lips
 As the bearers came out she leaned to whisper to Secretary Christian. Then she stepped forward on his arm to pass just within the iVy-grown doorway beyond which lay the flag draped casket, hardly visible in the dim vault. She halted but a moment In this final farewell. then turned to walk slowly down the roadway to the waiting motor car-then rolled | sliwtfly away.
 After she had gone, President | Coolidge with Mrs. Coolidge steped to her place within the doorway. they, too. standing but a moment. AS they turned to pass out, the great | iron barrier was swung softly shut and Warren Harding was at home | forever in the town he loved. Down beyond where a green lawn 1 stretched under the trees, the khaki tents of the guardsmen gleamed. AS the sorrowing company before the vault moved away to the waiting cars, the guardsmen again took their | places before the vault flaming With the beauty of flowers that banked it about. And the hundreds who had | stood to watch the simple ceremony that committed a simple American l to the keeping of his God drifted slowly away to leave him alone when | dark fell for the sleep that will never l