number has increased until the cross has been carried into every corner of the earth. To countless millions it has become a symbol of hope, a refuge in time of storm. The Christian religion has been assailed times without number, but none have been able to offer anything substantial or tangible in its place. It has been, is, and ever will be the greatest known balm and source of comfort to mankind. It greets us at the cradle, sustains us throughout a troublous life, and its gentle and merciful ministrations enable us to face the end with hope, with courage, and with fortitude. To the sorrowing mother who grieves over the loss of her child, to the abandoned Magdalen who walks the streets, to the man who has lost his faith, to the wayward son who roams the earth, to the cynic who scoffs and doubts-to these and to all mankind the promises of the Saviour come as a solace in their hour of darkest despair. It is then, one and all turn to Him for hope, peace, and comfort. There is, there can be no other outlet for our heart's desire. In Him rests the hope of mankind. Without that hope life would be a black void. He has promised us eternal life, free from pain and doubt and despair. We know that He has prepared a place for His children where we shall some day gather, where broken family ties will be reunited, where cherished friendships shall be renewed. What a precious promise; what a glorious fulfillment. Death is only a quiet door Set in a garden wall; On gentle hinges it gives, at dusk When the thrushes call. Along the lintel are green leaves, Beyond the light lies still; Very willing and weary feet Go over that sill. There is nothing to trouble any heart Death is only a quiet door, In an old garden wall. The quartet sang "The Long Day Closes." Mr. Winfred Kemp, principal musician, United States Marine Band Orchestra, sounded taps. The Chaplain, Rev. James Shera Montgomery, D. D., pronounced the benediction: The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face to shine upon you and be gracious unto you; the Lord lift up His countenance upon you and give you peace, both now and evermore. ! Memorial Addresses Remarks by Representative Sabath Of Illinois Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end. Mr. SABATH. Mr. Speaker, the life and the accomplishments of the late Senator PITTMAN aptly illustrate the possibilities accruing under our democratic form of government and the free institutions of our country. One from Mississippi may be pardoned if he asserts that it is among the sons of his State that occur very frequently indeed striking illustrations of the rising to place of influence, power, and importance of men born in places which, in theory, preclude such advancement; and among the many such examples of children of Mississippi there stands out the life and enviable record of the late Senator PITTMAN. The record discloses only one important advantage, except parenthood, that was given to the late Senator in early life, and that was opportunity for a good education. Surely after he left school at the age of 20 he was very much on his own as a pioneer, for we find him on the Pacific coast in 1892 trying to establish himself in the practice of law. Five years later he migrated to Alaska with other adventurers, where he spent 4 years and was the first prosecuting attorney of Nome. Thereafter he returned to the United States and settled in January 1902 in Tonopah, Nev., where he lived the remainder of his life. As the late Senator grew to maturity he knew instinctively that the closed hand cannot receive; therefore his hand was ever held out in helpfulness to all with whom he came in contact. |