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Clara Barton's Merolc 
 Momanboob 
 
 funeral Bbbress 
 
 By The Reverend William E. Barton, D.D., Pastor First Con- 
 gregational Church, Oak Park, Chicago. 
 
 The world's wars are fought by men, and they redound 
 to the glory of manhood. Poets and historians sing for us 
 in all ages, "I sing of arms, and the man.'' There is one side 
 of war whose sole historian is the recording a^ngel — the sor- 
 rows, the sacrifice and the heroism of woman. Every bullet 
 that penetrates the flesh of man finds somewhere the heart of 
 a woman. 
 
 "The maid that binds her warrior's sash. 
 
 With smile that well her pain dissembles, 
 The while beneath her glittering lash. 
 
 One pearly tear drop hangs and trembles — 
 Though heaven alone records the tear, 
 
 And fame can never know its story, 
 Her heart has shed a drop as dear 
 
 As e'er bedewed the field of glory. 
 The mother who conceals her grief 
 
 While to her breast her son she presses. 
 And breathes one earnest prayer and briefs 
 
 Kissing the patriotic brow she blesses 
 With no one but her secret God 
 
 To know the pain that weighs upon her. 
 Sheds holy blood as e'er the sod 
 
 Received on Freedom's field of honor." 
 
 Two Massachusetts women, both of whom lived past the 
 age of ninety, exemplify the honorable share of woman in the 
 
great war for the freedom of the slaves. Julia Ward Howe 
 had a vision of the spiritual significance of the conflict, and 
 she gave that vision to inspire the men who fought. She saw 
 it through flame and smoke, but her eyes beheld the glory of 
 the coming of the Lord. Her song put ardor into their 
 fighting. But Clara Barton had another vision. It was a 
 vision of the awful suffering which war brings. Ere the echo 
 of the guns had died down she sought the battlefield, and 
 ministered to the wounded and the dying. Men who lay in 
 agony in the dark, suffering from the pain and the gun-shot 
 thrust, saw in her lantern the shining of a star of hope, and 
 they drank new life from the cup she held to their parched 
 and suffering lips. Men listened for her footfall on the hos- 
 pital floor as for the sound of sweet music. Into the midst 
 of men who late had been fighting with all the fury of demons, 
 she came like an angel of mercy. 
 
 When peace returned slie sought out the graves of the 
 unknown dead, and brought tidings to those whose mourning 
 had added to it the cruel sorrow of uncertainty. As she had 
 brought the ministry of home to the battlefield, so she brought 
 tidings of battlefields to the homes. Tens of thousands of sol- 
 diers and their friends blessed and still bless the name of 
 Clara Barton. 
 
 Slie inherited a good name, a name borne in honor by 
 many a soldier of the Revolution; the name of the man who 
 gave us the United States seal, and who substituted for the 
 rattlesnake with thirteen rattles, the National Emblem of the 
 American Eagle. She was a soldier's daughter and she had 
 a soldier's spirit but she never ceased to be womanly. In all 
 that she saw of hate and cruelty she never became anything 
 less than a lady, a sweet-spirited, modest, gentlewoman. 
 
 I live in the earnest hope of universal peace. It is a 
 frightful thing that 1900 years after the coming of the Prince 
 of Peace, men and nations should engage in wholesale murder. 
 
 But bad as war is and terrible as the evils that accom- 
 pany it, it has served to bring some fine qualities into the life 
 of the race. It stands as an expression of loyalty that does 
 not count the cost: for sacrifice that can be faithful unto 
 death. 
 
"When all the blandishments of life are gone, 
 The coward slinks to death, the brave live on." 
 
 We have need to guard by gentler means but with no 
 less devotion the principles that were fought for and pur- 
 chased for us by the blood of brave men. 
 
 Our enemies without are not those we need to fear. Ours 
 arc like those within Troy's wooden horse, welcomed within 
 our gates. Well may we take to heart the lessons of Byron's 
 lament over Greece — 
 
 "Clime of the unforgotten wave 
 
 Whose land from shore to mountain cave 
 Was Freedom's home or Glory's grave — 
 
 Shrine of the mighty! can it be 
 That this is all tis left of thee? 
 
 Approach, tho craven, crouching slave! 
 Say, is not this Thermopylae? 
 
 These waters blue that round her lave, 
 O servile offspring of the free, 
 
 Pronounce what sea, what shore is this? 
 The gulf, the rock of Salamis ! 
 
 'Twere long to tell and sad to trace 
 Each step from glory to disgrace. 
 
 Enough, no foreign foe could quell 
 Thy soul till from itself it fell." 
 
 We need some peaceful but potent ideal that shall have 
 the moral value of war. We need a new leap of the nation's 
 blood like that of 1861 to renew within us our faith in democ- 
 racy, and to demonstrate the safety and efficiency of govern- 
 ment by the people. 
 
 I do not underrate the work which men must do in peace 
 and war to preserve unsullied the glory of our heritage. To 
 men belongs, and ever must belong, I think, the larger sphere 
 of public action. I am less interested in securing larger privi- 
 leges for women — though I gladly favor that — than I am in 
 rousing the manhood of our nation to its full responsibility. 
 We cannot safely permit our manhopd to sink its moral re- 
 
sponsibility in commercialism and load larger burdens upon 
 womanhood. 
 
 But I say these words on manhood in parenthesis, and by 
 way of guarding from the appearance of one-sidedness the 
 tribute which on this day I gladly pay to womanhood. 
 
 There are some revelations of the worth of sacrifices 
 which men understand only in a vague, remote and mascu- 
 line way, but which are fully known to women. When Mary 
 broke the alabaster box over the head of her Lord, she did a 
 thing which no man would ever have thought of. Judas mis- 
 understood through the baseness of his motive, but all the 
 other apostles understood. Women understand that incident. 
 Even had women given their all for love's sake : and good 
 women understand by intuition the glory of love that does 
 not count the cost. That is the secret of the love of mother- 
 hood. That is the secret of such service as that of Clara 
 Barton. 
 
 And that love is courageous. A hundred times — not less 
 — men have said to me, "This will crush my poor wife" — and 
 behold, she has met the terrible tragedy with courage greater 
 than his own. 
 
 Women who lived near the battlefields knew that. I 
 have talked with scores of them, all over the southland. And 
 I see the tribute of those women here among the flowers. 
 How eloquent are those flowers ! And how appropriate ! 
 Here are the rich red roses — they, most of all, are hers. For 
 red was always her color ; and the red rose has been blazoned 
 with the boar's head on the Barton crest ever since the Wars 
 of the Roses. Far back in its early home in Lancashire the 
 Barton family wore the red rose. We will drop red roses in 
 her grave when we say "Dust to dust." They are dust— beau- 
 tiful dust. The red roses are hers. But the lilies are hers— 
 symbol of purity and immortality. And the daffodils are hers 
 — symbols of quiet courage rising supreme through obstacles. 
 How she lifted her cause again and again through frozen and 
 forbidding soil ! And the violets are hers— symbols of mod^ 
 esty— for she was a wonderful, modest little woman— though 
 never lacking in a quiet determination. And the palms are 
 berg— emblems of victory. And beside all these are the South- 
 ern magnolias— the tribute of Southern womanhood; for she 
 
tenderly cared for the boys in gray as truly as for those in 
 blue. A\'e crown her with them all. For this is the day of 
 her coronation. 
 
 Such lives as hers teach the world a lesson which it must 
 never be permitted to forget — namely, that the wealth of 
 human life is not in what it gets but what it g^ves. What you 
 get will soon be gone though you live for ninety years. But 
 what you give — that, if anything, must constitute your right 
 to immortality. It is the only way in which really earnest 
 men ever estimate life — their own and others. It is the only 
 way to judge the success of the soldier, the artist, the poet, 
 the singer, the preacher — or even the man of wealth. There 
 is not in all Christendom a tombstone which bears the dollar 
 sign as its message of the significance of life: but ten thou- 
 sand monuments bear to the skies the cross — symbol of ser- 
 vice and sacrifice. And lives like this illustrate the meaning 
 of that symbol translated with terms of personal character. 
 
 The apostle James asks: "What is your life? It is even 
 a vapor which appeareth for a little time and then vanisheth 
 away." But the vapor fell to earth as a pearly rain-drop, which 
 watered the root of a flower. And then by subterranean chan- 
 nels flowing, broke forth in a spring and flowed singing to 
 the sea. It made the flowers more beautiful : it quenched the 
 thirst of lakes : it turned the wheels of industry, and it bore 
 great ships on their trackless journey. It vanished away : but 
 when it rose in mist it was fragrant with its act of ministry, 
 and the glorj' of the burdens it had borne grew radiant as 
 the sun poured through its sevenfold prismatic splendor. 
 There are lives like that. They fall from heaven, and flow 
 through the years from infancy to age gladdening and bright- 
 ening all life : and when they vanish the rainbow spans the 
 grave, and its further end reaches the golden pavement of 
 the citj- of God. 
 
 Clara Barton received in her life time such honors as per- 
 haps came to no other American woman of her generation. 
 At home and abroad great men did her reverence, and ICings 
 spoke her name with gratitude. 
 
 The battle of Santiago had been fought. San Juan Hill 
 was ours. Cervera's fleet was at the bottom of the sea. The 
 city was ready for the tread of the conquerer. What ship 
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first bore our flag into the harbor? Not the flagship New 
 York, with Admiral Sampson on board. Not the cruiser 
 Brooklyn commanded by the gallant Schley. Not the Texas 
 with brave Captain Jack Philip in command. But it was an- 
 other Texas — the supply ship which by chance bore the same 
 name. Admiral Sampson sent a pilot aboard her, and she led 
 the way. All the ships of war anchored outside the harbor 
 while the rehef ship entered the harbor ahead. Not with the 
 booming of cannon : not with the shout of victory, but with 
 the singing of Christian hymns, and the outstretched hand of 
 help. Never before in the history of warfare was there trium- 
 phal entry such as this. Above floated the stars and stripes, 
 but high above that floated the Red Cross — the Cross of peace, 
 good will and loving service in the spirit of the Christ. That 
 ship for which the whole American Navy made way was com- 
 manded by a little woman — and that woman was Clara Barton. 
 It was a prophecy, I think, of what we may yet see. "The 
 tumult and the shouting die." The sound of the guns grows 
 faint and ceases. But heroism does not die. Love and loyal 
 service does not die. High over all the flags of nations flies 
 the banner of loving sacrifice, and the color of that flag is red 
 with the life of all who serve, and its eternal emblem is the 
 Cross. 
 
Clara Barton — 
 
 Cbc Zcnticv ^oucb of Mer Danisbeb Han& 
 
 Funeral Address by The Reverend Percy H. Epler, Min- 
 ister of the Adams Square Congregational 
 Church, Worcester. 
 
 "Let me go !" "Let me go !" 
 
 "Only one hour ago Dr. J. B. Hubbell, Miss Barton's Red 
 Cross field officer, came into the guest room and told me that 
 these were the last words of Clara Barton. 
 
 "All through the first of this tender memorial service those 
 words have haunted my memory as connected with another 
 sacred scene. Suddenly flashed upon me what it was. It was 
 Pciiicl, and these are the identical words of the angel wrestler 
 with the broken body of Jacob, in the night struggle. 
 
 With Clara Barton it was the wrestle of the Angel of the 
 Battlefield with her broken body. 
 
 Yet that is only half. 
 
 The other half at Peniel, and with her the other half 
 was — 
 
 "For the day breaketh." 
 
 "The first three words — "Let me go" — she said here. But 
 the last she experienced at her resurrection morn the next 
 instant : "For the day breaketh." 
 
 "As humanity, face to face the last time, clung to the 
 Angel of the Battlefield as if it could not let her go except 
 she blessed us, "Let me go," "Let me go," was her insistent 
 request and equally compelling was the reason. 
 "For the day breaketh" 
 
 But we could not let her go except she bless us. 
 
 And how great and unspeakable is that blessing. 
 
 Sometimes, not often — but certainly sometimes — God 
 gives a marvelous touch to human hands. Because of 
 
some strange capacity commensurate with the task, He 
 chooses them to convey his love and power to the race. 
 
 "The world is never the same after they go. It is a 
 changed world. We speak of 'the tender touch of a vanished 
 hand.' Vanished indeed, may be the hand. All too soon will 
 vanish that dear hand that has soothed the fevers of thou- 
 sands, laved the temples of armies and lifted the calamities 
 of nations — a hand that if it has not been nailed to the cross 
 has unnailed a world from the cross, the cross of war, the 
 cross of disaster, the cross of plagues, the cross of suffering. 
 Vanished may soon, also, be the hand. But never will vanish 
 the touch. That will go on and on. It will go on till the 
 Vermillion seal of the Red Cross incarnadines the world and 
 the Red Cross that saves becomes larger and more powerful 
 than the armies that slay. 
 
 "In America, if not in the world, Clara Barton heads the 
 van of that coming and ever-increasing army, and ahead of it 
 her soul will be marching on. Vanishes the hand, it is true. 
 It seems as if we could not bear it. It is His will. But never 
 is it His will that there shall vanish the tender touch. It 
 will go on till felt by millions yet unborn, and then on and 
 on by still millions yet to be. 
 
 "All that she touched she changed. Nothing that she 
 touched remained the same. Reverently in this hushed and 
 holy temple of mystery let us recount those touches which 
 have changed a world. 
 
 "Her touch fell even upon the cradle and altered it. 
 There is an old heel-dented and hand-worn cradle. It is in 
 the Worcester Society of Antiquity on Salisbury street. 
 What makes it different from hundreds of cradles and 
 trundle beds forgotten in our attics? Clara Barton, God's 
 Christmas angel — God's Christmas gift to America — Dec. 2Sth, 
 1821, touched it! And because she touched it, it is a differ- 
 ent cradle. It was just a little pink fist and elastic lined wrist 
 and dimpled finger; and it was 91 years ago. A tender touch. 
 But it was hers. She touched it and it's a different cradle, 
 and countless scores of mothers will pass that little thing of 
 homely wood and, bending over the children yet to live, gent' 
 ly whisper, 'It was hers.' 
 
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"And as the little soul grew into a tiny girl — in body 
 never to reach over five feet four — sacredly let me say it, she 
 touched God, 'if haply we might feel after Him and find Him, 
 for He is not far from any one of us.' And ever since those 
 days her conscience was alive with His fire. 'My mental suf- 
 fering far exceeded my physical,' she recalls now, of her earl- 
 iest childhood, and of some disobedience then she said, 'God 
 will punish me awfully.' 'God punishes us in our conscien- 
 ces,' explained her father. And ever since, Conscience to 
 Clara Barton has been the voice of God in the human soul. 
 
 "Many have but an egotistic conscience. It fears for self. 
 But there comes a time when it becomes an altruistic con- 
 science—not sensitive so much for self as for others. Not till 
 this, is the second birth complete. In this sense Clara Barton 
 v\^as twice born. 'There's my conscience again,' was with her 
 a constant ethical exclamation. But it was a conscience in 
 concern for others in trouble. It was therefore the highest 
 kind of conscience. Such an altruistic conscience was Christly, 
 patriotic, economic, intellectual, spiritual and humane. 
 
 "Her Christly conscience betrayed itself when she be- 
 trayed Him as her conscious and sub-conscious ideal. 'Like 
 the master,' she said in a comparison she sent me concerning 
 a friend in 191 1, 'like the Master — a figure quiet, unobtrusive, 
 harmless and helpful, comforting the sorrowing and afflicted, 
 strengthening the weak, correcting the erring, rebuking the 
 wrong, upholding the right.' 'Like the Master.' Those three 
 words are the unboasted but innate passion of her career. He 
 is her measure. 
 
 "But this altruistic conscience was also patriotic. It was 
 for her fatherland. 'What is money if I have no country?' was 
 the answer to her critics for spending her patrimony in 1865. 
 
 "Third, it was an economic conscience. This conscience 
 that was the voice of God in Clara Barton's soul was economic 
 but economic for others' good. 'There's my conscience again,' 
 she cried to me one day. 'That plot of blue grass will support 
 two other families. I'll have it ploughed up and planted.' 
 'How good it is,' she said to me again in relation to life's pur- 
 pose, 'to make something out of nothing — to make two blades 
 grow where there was one.' 
 
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"And it was an intellectual conscience. 'I never speak 
 till I feel within that I have a truth to say. If I do not feel 
 it, it's no use to ask me. I'll be silent!' Such an awaiting the 
 inward oracle was an awaiting upon the Light of God. It was 
 irrevocable. I have experienced that refusal when on a pub- 
 lic platform she turned to me and before hundreds declared, 'I 
 have nothing to say.' When just a girl, she began to teach. 
 It was just such an intellectual conscience that touched a 
 schoolless town — in the then vicious streets of Bordentown, 
 N.J., and made six truants become 600 good pupils in a year. 
 "Fifth, the voice of God in Clara Barton's altruistic con- 
 science was deeply spiritual in its hunger. 'Blessed are ye 
 that hunger.' She hungered. She hungered for eternities, 
 for immortalities. Before we parted one blessed autumn sun- 
 set, on the threshold, even as today we part upon the thresh- 
 old, she looked up and, oh, so hungeringly, so yearningly, said 
 after dwelling upon immortality, 'Oh, isn't it beautiful ! Let 
 us have more. Promise me that we may again have more." 
 Today she has had more. More immortality. 'He that hun- 
 gereth shall be filled.' Yesterday the hunger; today the infill- 
 ing — eternal youth, eternal strength, everlasting health. That 
 is hers; that is theirs; that is to be yours. Because of that, 
 v/hat reunions. Grand Army, in heaven today! And tomor- 
 row! 
 
 "But this altruistic conscience of Clara Barton, Christly, 
 patriotic, economic, intellectual and spiritual as it was, was like 
 Christ's while on earth — dominantly a humane conscience. It 
 did not abide in sentiment and mist away in longings. 'I'm no 
 sentamentalist,' she constantly told us. Her conscience came 
 down to earth. It was directly humane. Prof. James has said 
 unless we at once express fine feelings in an act we lose them. 
 They, as it were, ferment and acidify and disintegrate the 
 fibres of our soul. Clara Barton never let a fine feeling stay 
 idle. The word became flesh always. 
 
 "Two great women have been the greatest women 'doers 
 of the word' in the world. Both, strange to say, were women 
 of Worcester county. One was Dorothy Dix, superintendent 
 of women nurses in the Rebellion and founder of the great 
 Insane retreats of the World, wherein she found her genius. 
 
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The other was Clara Barton, war nurse and founder of the 
 Red Cross, wherein she found hers. But in this in its re- 
 splendently fulfilled genius and its multitudinously greater 
 activity on the field she far exceeded Dorothy Dix, even as 
 she far exceeded her great Crimean sister to the soldier, 
 Florence Nightingale. 
 
 "We began by saying that the hand may vanish but the 
 tender touch remains. In this octagonal altar of conscience 
 was, we saw, the most tender touch of all, for she touched 
 God. So sensitive a conductor to His will was she that it 
 is not strange that her mind miraculously touched her body's 
 slight feeble frame and made it serve hundreds of times, even 
 one of which experiences would have plunged most women 
 into nervous prostration and dethroned many a man's reason. 
 
 Control Under Pressure 
 
 "I long ago detected in her two rules of action — uncon- 
 cern for what you cannot help, and control under pressure. 
 This kept the body well and unobstructed to the divine 
 currents. Even the register of her voice was tonic of com- 
 posure and control. Never woman spoke as she spoke. The 
 body, even to the tongue, yielded to the soul. It was so with 
 the whole system. When again and again medicine gave her 
 up, her mind's touch of the body healed it. 
 
 'A few hours to live,' said the physician at Galveston. 
 'Do not let him frighten you, I shall not die,' came her spirit- 
 ual diagnosis. They said two years ago, 'She has but one 
 chance.' 'Then I'll take that chance,' answered her mind tri- 
 umphing. It's the same with age. This marvelous psychic 
 touch of soul-healing she exerted here. 
 
 " 'Notwithstanding the much and more that is said of 
 age,' she wrote me, two years ago, 'and all the stress laid 
 upon it, I could never see and have never been able to under- 
 stand what we mortals have to do with it or how it comes 
 to be any business of ours. We can neither hasten nor arrest 
 it. A long way back this memory of mine travels almost 
 timidly it seems so far away. It heard the snap of the first flint- 
 lock that kindled a fire on the hearth and gazed in wonder 
 at the blaze which came from nothing as the first match lit 
 up the world. Yet,' she said, 'I have never since a child kept a 
 
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birthday or thought of it only as reminded by others. Some- 
 how it has come to me to consider strength and activity, aided 
 perhaps by right habits of living, as forming a rliore correct 
 line of limitation than the mere passing of years.' 'We're as 
 young as we feel.' Can not you veterans hear her saying that 
 now? 
 
 "Her bodily frame was so feeble its pulse was but 60. 
 A slight cup of coiTee would stagger her. Yet she had only 
 to touch this bodily frame with her tender touch of mind and 
 for 90 years age became a thing of which she was independ- 
 ent. 
 
 How She Kept Young 
 
 "This tender touch it was which, greater in that it first 
 overcame her own spirit, allowed her to take cities, countries, 
 homes, battlefields, and earth itself captive to her will. It's 
 even true of the common soil. She captured that and won its 
 strength. 'Keep in touch with the soil,' she said, 'and you 
 will keep young like me.' 
 
 "Thus prepared, she is ready for her master touch which 
 changed the world. She touched and changed the awful fra- 
 tricidal and titanic conflict that I see, brave men, writ large 
 in your faces — the Civil War. Amid terrors that made Sher- 
 men call it hell she touched the battlefield. And behold, it 
 changed from hell to heaven. You know as I cannot and will 
 not express how her tender hand touched Antietam, Cedar 
 Mountain, Charleston, Morris Island, Petersburg, Richmond, 
 the Wilderness battles and countless others, and men looked 
 out of smoke and carnage almost despairing of finding any- 
 thing human, anything but the cruel and destructive, and lo,. 
 softly, tenderly, they saw her, and they cried, 'The Angel !' 
 'The Angel of the Battlefield.' All was changed. Yes, ten- 
 derly she touched the field of war and changed it. 
 
 "To bear loving witness, the first man to whom she hand- 
 ed out rations in the Civil War from her basket in the first 
 engagement at the Baltimore riot is here today and prayer- 
 fully looks with us with melting eye upon that hand — that 
 tender hand — with the tender touch.* Over a hundred thou- 
 sand thus blessed in the civil conflict did the same. 
 
 *) Mr. J. Stewart Brown, treasurer nf the Five Cent Savings Bank of 
 Worceattr, 
 
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CLARA BARTON— 
 
 at The Climax of Her Civil War Service 
 
"Hear ye, you who were at second Bull Run, and feel 
 again the tender touch of this vanished hand. Did she ever 
 forget you? I'll not repeat what you know and have read a 
 score of times. But let me tell you a confidence you did not 
 know before. She gave it to me with her own dear voice, out 
 of her own experience. 'I had slept but an hour and a quar- 
 ter,' she said to me on that awful September night in 1862. 
 'On one side rebel artillery with a crashing outburst of can- 
 nonading; on the other the angry roll of thunder and snap of 
 lightning ; over all deep darkness ; under all, 3,000 wounded 
 and dying. God only knows who's lost !' Men lay on the field 
 back to back till they covered acres. Men were so thick you 
 could not take one step in the dark. Dead officers and pri- 
 vates and horribly wounded men were constantly brought in 
 and laid on ripped open bales of hay, creating a new and fear- 
 ful panic lest a chance spark would consume them all. The 
 only other women of the nurses grew frightened and retreated 
 to Washington, leaving me alone. 
 
 " 'But,' said she springing up, her eyes afire with the 
 old gleam, and re-exclaiming, 'I traveled with a little flicker- 
 ing candle miles in the dark over the helpless wretches. I 
 should not have abandoned a man there if I knew it, though 
 I were to be a prisoner 40 times.' 
 
 "Ah, yes, her touch — the touch of those dear hands — 
 made tender the hardening horrors you men with her went 
 through. She touched the Civil War battlefields. And you 
 know how they were different. The demoniacal vanished be- 
 for the angel. 
 
 Touched the Most Hardened 
 
 "And she as constantly touched the most hardened, as 
 the teamsters at Antietam, shelled as they were by ambus- 
 cade. By her touch roughest men were changed from stam- 
 pede to cool courage. Ten days out with them she gave as 
 the reason to the amazed general : 'They stayed — because I 
 stayed.' Was that not the secret of it all — the spell of the 
 tender touch of her personality? And is that not the greatest 
 power in the Red Cross itself — the greatest power it will ever 
 have? 
 
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"We may look back as Lucy Larcom said, and catch a 
 glimpse of her 'in the darkness of the rainy midnight bending 
 over a dying boy, who took her supporting arm and sooth- 
 ing voice for his sister's ; or falling into brief sleep on the v^^et 
 ground in her tent, almost under the foot of the flying cal- 
 vary; or riding in on her train of army wagons toward an- 
 other field, subduing by the way a band of mutinous team- 
 sters into her firm friends and allies ; or at the terrible battle 
 of Antietam (where the regular army supplies did not arrive 
 till three days afterward), furnishing from her wagons cor- 
 dials and bandages for the wounded, making gruel for the 
 fainting men from the meal in which her medicines had been 
 packed, extracting with her own hand a bullet from the cheek 
 of a wounded soldier; tending the fallen all day, with her 
 throat parched and her face blackened by sulphurous smoke, 
 and at night when the surgeons were dismayed at finding 
 themselves left with only one half candle and thousands of 
 bleeding, dying men, illuminating the field with candles and 
 lanterns her forethought had supplied. No wonder they called 
 her The Angel of the Battlefield.' " 
 
 "Gen. Richard Yates, of my old home town of Jackson- 
 ville, Illinois, at its Illinois reunion received from Miss Bar- 
 ton this thrilling message : 
 
 " 'Tell them as I stood in the dismantled dome of the 
 Charlestown Orphan House and looked over the bay upon 
 the glittering sands of Morris Island, I found us all there 
 again; and that in memory I saw the bayonets ghsten; the 
 "swamp angel" threw her bursting bombs, the fleet thun- 
 dered its cannonade, and the dark line of blue trailed its way 
 in the dark to the belching walls of Wagner. Tell them from 
 me what you will not yourself, that I saw them on, and up 
 over the parapets into the jaws of death, and heard the clang 
 of the death dealing sabres as they grappled with the foe. I 
 saw the ambulance laden down with agony and the wounded 
 slowly crawling to me down the tide-washed beach, Voris 
 and Cumminger gasping in their blood; heard the deafening 
 clatter of the hoofs of "Old Sam" as Elwell madly galloped up 
 under the walls of the fort for orders. I heard the tender, 
 wailing fife, muffled drum and the last shots as the pitiful little 
 graves grew thick in the shifting sands.' 
 
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STEPHEN E. BARTON 
 
 At t]ie aee of 1.^, in 1S61, he followed the Master Passion of Clara Barton's Patriotism and led 
 by her hand entered'the Military Tele_graph Service at the front, servinii till the end of the war 
 and since then always loyally at her side in the Ereat Red Cross Crises. 
 
"And in 1865, when the curtain fell on the civil strife, 
 80,000 husbandless and sonless mothers were looking for their 
 graves — 'Rachel weeping for her children — and behold they 
 were not' — then, never weary, to staunch this anguish comes 
 again the tireless touch of a vanishing hand, and enabled 
 many thousands to claim their own again. 
 
 "In 1870 she touched the Franco-Prussian war in cam- 
 paigns with the German army of eight months at a time, and 
 at her touch responded not only multitudes of soldiers suffer- 
 ing wounds and plagues, but cellars full of abandoned women 
 on the one hand and emperors and grand duchesses on the 
 other. In 1872 she flies to th€ Commune and the new reign of 
 terror in Paris, and at the still tender touch of this gentle 
 hand out of their despair and cursing they cried, 'God, it is 
 an angel !' In the Armenian atrocities in 1896 she touched 
 the unspeakable Turk with 'the creed of creeds, the loveliness 
 of perfect deeds.' And lo, the Turk became not unspeakable 
 but blended the crescent with the cross and tenderly let hei 
 go with her Red Cross legions where by high Allah he had 
 foresworn her entrance. Back in the seventies, after the ex- 
 haust of the European wars she for two years became 
 an invalid without the use of her limbs. 
 
 The Start of The Red Cross. 
 
 "While recovering in London she declared : 'If I live to 
 return to my country, I'll make my people understand the 
 Red Cross." But she did more than resolve, she promised. 
 She returned and then came the battle royal between her gen- 
 tle touch and the stubbornness of a republic's bureaucracy and 
 resistant red tape. No success in 1876. Then followed five 
 years of persuasion and a plea to Congress to join the 31 sig- 
 natory powers of the world in signing the Red Cross treaty. 
 But the cabinet refused, and in 1881, May 21, Miss Barton 
 called a meeting and appealed to the country. On the 9th of 
 June she called a second meeting, and the tender touch of the 
 vanished hand unwound the governmental red tape and won. 
 
 "President Garfield this day made Miss Barton president 
 of the Red Cross of the United States. In March, 1882, Pres- 
 ident Arthur signed the treaty of Geneva, adding the amend- 
 ment for aid during disasters in time of pep-ce, 
 
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"Right away disasters came. In 1881, the Michigan for- 
 est fires, Ohio and Mississippi floods in 1883 and 1884, the 
 Texas famine in 1885, cyclones in Illinois in 1888, yellow fever 
 in Florida, and in 1889 the Johnstown flood. The Russian 
 famine in 1891, in 1893 the Port Royal flood. In three 
 of these national troubles 10,000 were dead and a hundred 
 thousand in need. Follow that tender hand through those 
 world centers of destruction where men perished by the thou- 
 sands and whole countries lay desolate, and behold the almost 
 omnipotent soul in the little human frame that in 1872, on 
 her return from Europe, was that of the invalid who had lost 
 the use of her limbs and forgotten how to walk! 
 
 "Dr. J. H. Hubbell today as he sits here bears silent but 
 eloquent witness to those world-wide horrors of humanity 
 to which he went as Miss Barton's field officer, yielding to her 
 tender touch the marvelous loyalty which he has kept faith- 
 ful to the end. 
 
 "With her, at her side, in catastrophe after catastrophe, 
 and at last faithful to the end, is the dear nephew with us to- 
 day — Stephen Barton — who at the ages of 13, 14 and 15 
 served till the close of the war in the dangers of the military 
 telegraph service at the front. Him she gave to her country 
 when, but 13, he caught her passion in 1862. 
 
 What She Did for Cuba 
 
 "She touched Cuba during the Spanish war, on land and 
 sea. To hold the Red Cross stores she built at Glen Echo a 
 warehouse and later consecrated it, after her sacrifice of her 
 home in Washington, by living in it, and now has hallowed it 
 forever by her death. 
 
 " 'I am with the wounded.' This came from her as the 
 Maine blew up. The tender touch of the vanished hand was 
 with them then. Her personality. 'I am — with the wounded.' 
 It changed the day. It softened the Maine's horror and it 
 went out to change Shafter's swamps into infirmaries and at 
 Santiago, Sampson's fleets into one whose flagship was a 
 hospital ship, flying the Red Cross flag and with Clara Bar- 
 ton, a woman, in command. 
 
 " She made us do all sorts of things,' confessed Gen. 
 Shafter to a mutual friend of Miss B^rtpn and mine not long 
 
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ago on the Pacific coast. 'But she's the greatest woman in 
 the world.' 
 
 "In 1900, when the sea swept over Galveston, it found the 
 vastest of all national calamities in time of peace. But to its 
 10,000 dead and thousands more sick and homeless flew the 
 Red Cross and its tender hand. 
 
 Grandly institutionalized as a governmental institution as 
 the Red Cross is today, it would not have been born in Amer- 
 ica had it not been through the travail of his daughter of 
 God, who, to give it birth, had to fight off the very govern- 
 ment which now had, in 1904, so ambitiously and proudly 
 taken it out of her hands and made it a national governmental 
 bureau. 
 
 "But all is not over. It seems already as if she had 
 lived a score of lives. But the tender touch belonged to a 
 hand not yet vanished from the stage of American action, 
 for in 1903 at her touch the first aid to the injured sprang 
 into a vigorous existence. Over 500,000 maimed and killed 
 a year in industrial strife — one dropping a minute — this ap- 
 pealed at once to the lover of her race, and heart and head 
 were given to it for some five years. 
 
 "Whether in war or disaster it was all the same. It's 
 the same glorious story no words can paint nor imagination 
 recall 
 
 "Clara living, an angel of the battle, dies an angel of 
 peace. Indeed it was peace she brought to the individual on 
 the battlefield. But since, it has been peace she has brought 
 to the whole world of human society. For the world has 
 seen no greater seal and index of universal peace to calm the 
 wild passion of war among the nations than the sight of the 
 Red Cross silently, swiftly flying to the scene and knowing 
 no enemy, race, creed or government, but bringing the same 
 red-chevroned arm to all. 
 
 Her OfMnion of War 
 
 "Over the teacups a year ago, I spoke of coming wars 
 on the battlefields. 
 
 " 'War? All wars involve injustice. They are a drain 
 upon the people. Don't talk of war! We've done with war. 
 The Peace of the World is the qu^gtion now!' she exclaimed, 
 
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her voice assuming the deep, measured organ fugue that 
 always spelt the commanding convictions of a prophetess and 
 bade the bearer be still. 
 
 " 'But what of these increasing flotillas of new battleships 
 and dreadnaughts ?' I dared inquire. 
 
 " 'EACH ONE,'— and here her voice grew almost awful 
 in its deep, prophetic solemnity,— 'EACH ONE IS A MEN- 
 ACE TO THE PEACE OF THE WORLD; WITH EACH 
 NEW BATTLESHIP EVERY NATION CARRIES A 
 CHIP ON ITS SHOULDER! NO! WE'VE DONE WITH 
 WAR. LET US STRUGGLE FOR PEACE. PEACE IS 
 THE QUESTION NOW— NO LONGER WAR !' 
 
 "And in the deep, low emphasis of her wonderful voice 
 upon that last word, 'W-a-r-r-r,' I saw the past rise before her 
 like a dream and felt the lift of all the pleading pathos of her 
 life. For the accent of the first two letters — w and a — her 
 tone hesitatingly rose and rose as if loath to draw the curtain 
 from war's frightful visions. Then as if too awful, even for 
 her, she let the curtain suddenly fall and the tone and cadence 
 ended upon the 'r' as upon the dying away forever of the roll 
 of drums and cannon's ever distant and more distant thunder. 
 
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tibe dfunetal at (Sxtorb 
 
 Clara Barton, founder and for 23 years president of the 
 American Red Cross, the most noted woman of her age and 
 one of the greatest friends of suffering humanity the world 
 has ever known, was laid to rest the afternoon of April isth 
 among her many relatives in the beautiful Barton lot in 
 North Cemetery, overlooking the hills and dells she loved so 
 well in her childhood. 
 
 The body arrived at Oxford on the morning of April i6th, 
 on the 8.15 o'clock train over the New York, New Haven and 
 Hartford Railroad from Glen Echo, Md. 
 
 With the body came Mr. and Mrs. Stephen E. Barton, 
 Boston; Frances Atwater, Meriden, Ct. ; Dr. Eugene Under- 
 bill, president of the Nurses' College, Philadelphia, Pa.; Dr. 
 J. B. Hubbell, Glen Echo, Md. 
 
 Albert Prince Camp, S. of V., mounted guard while the 
 hall and surroundings were made ready. 
 
 All morning, Mrs. Clara A. Fuller, regent of the D. A. 
 R., and Mrs. Maude R. Taft, worthy matron of Clara Barton 
 Chapter, O. E. S., superintended the fixing of the hall and 
 arranged the flowers, and from 10 o'clock until noon the body 
 lay in state and hundreds of people passed through the hall 
 to look on the face of the woman that they all loved so well. 
 
 The stage back was draped with large American flags, in 
 front of which were 50 chairs for the guests. The altar of 
 Charles Devens Post, G. A. R., draped in black and on top red 
 roses, was near the front of the stage and on either side was 
 four stands of the colors, and near the corners were banks of 
 lilies and the Post and S. of V. flags. 
 
 On the right of the stage was a picture of Miss Clara 
 Barton on a flag-covered easel, the foot banked with red roses. 
 Miss Barton's favorite flower and the flower of the family in 
 
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England during the Wars of the Roses between York and 
 Lancaster. 
 
 The casket rested on a bier on the floor in front of the 
 stage and was hidden under flowers, all but the plate glass 
 covering the face. Around the bier was a bank of flowers and 
 across the entire front of the stage were floral designs, prom- 
 inent among them being a cross of red roses that stood in 
 the center. 
 
 Long before the services began the hall commenced to fill, 
 the gallery being crowded with the school children and their 
 teachers, while in the body of the hall sat members of the 21st 
 Regiment, who claimed Miss Barton as one of them; a large 
 delegation of George H. Ward Post, G. A. R., and Relief 
 Corps, Clara Barton Tent, D. of V., Worcester; Nathaniel 
 Lyon Post, 25 members, and Relief Corps, G. A. R., Webster ; 
 Charles Devens Post and Relief Corps, G. A. R., Albert 
 Prince Camp, S. of V., and Auxiliary, Clara Barton Chapter, 
 O. E. S., Gen. Ebenezer Learned Chapter, D. A. R., Oxford, 
 and many representatives of the American and National Red 
 Cross societies from all over the state. 
 
 Before the services began it was found that Memorial 
 Hall could not accommodate all the people, more than 500 
 being unable to gain admission, the vestibule and stairways 
 being filled from the doors to the street. 
 
 At 1. 15 Mayor David F. O'Connell, Walter S. Doane, presi- 
 dent of the Aldermen ; Charles A. Harrington, president of 
 the Common Council; Homer P. Lewis, Superintendent of 
 Schools, Worcester, arrived and were given seats on the stage, 
 with Mr. and Mrs. Stephen E. Barton, Mrs. Allen L. Joslin, 
 of the National First Aid Society ; Mrs. J. Sewell Reed, repre- 
 senting the National and State W. R. C, Boston ; W. H. Sears, 
 Lawrence, Kan. ; G. W. Moore, Schenectady, N. Y. ; Elizabeth 
 Sheldon Tillinghast, New Haven; Fred L. Ward, Springfield, 
 secretary Cuban relief, and executive officer of the Red Cross 
 and secretary of the Galveston flood under Miss Barton ; Miss 
 Catherine Edwards, Rev. William E. Barton, Chicago; Rev. 
 Percy H. Epler, Charles H. Perry, Hon. John R. Thayer, Rev. 
 John P. Marvin, Samuel P. Morris, John W. Young, Wor- 
 cester; Rev. Albert Tyler, Rev. H. A. Philbrook, Charles I. 
 
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Rawson, Andrew P. Howarth, the selectmen, Edwin N. Bart- 
 lett, George P. Appleby and Charles N. Turner, Oxford. 
 
 These members of the family were present : Mr. and Mrs. 
 Stephen E. Barton, Mrs. Stephen L. Butler, Boston; Mr. and 
 Mrs. Charles M. Clark, Mr. and Mrs. H. L. Clark, Miss Jose- 
 phine Clark, Webster; Herman Riccius, Miss Sadie Riccius, 
 Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Powers, Mrs. Anna Powell, Edmund Bar- 
 ton, Mrs. Fannie Vassall, Miss S. Southwick, Mr. and Mrs. 
 Charles Barton and mother, Worcester. 
 
 Grand Army veterans of George H. Ward Post made up 
 a delegation of 50, and there were large delegations of the 
 George H. Ward Relief Corps, G. A. R., and Clara Barton 
 Tent, D. of V. 
 
 Commander George W. Hubbard, Past Commanders 
 James Armstrong, and Alfred S. Roe were in the front of 
 Post 10. 
 
 Beside the 21st Massachusetts members, others of Post 
 ID present were: 
 
 George Ward, H. A. Kimball, J. E. Bigelow, William A. 
 Brigham, J. W. Estabrook, Julius F. Knight, William Hart, 
 aide-de-camps, representing the national commander; J. Brain- 
 erd Hall, Charles Mayers, Silas A. Newton, Rev. H. A. Phil- 
 brook, Capt. Amos Bartlett, W. A. Back, Leonard E. Thayer, 
 Charles H. Benchley, Emery D. Moore, John A. Taft, Michael 
 O'Brien, Sereno N. Howe, J. Edward Nichols, W. H. Vinton, 
 Charles F. Read, L. E. Pattison, Orrin B. Chaffee and George 
 Clark. 
 
 George H. Ward Relief Corps, G. A. R., was represented 
 by : Mrs. Esther M. Howell, president ; Mrs. George W. Hub- 
 bard, Mrs. George Ward, Mrs. Charles E. Simmons, Mrs. 
 Alice Putnam, Mrs. Elmira Fuller, Mrs. Sarah E. Dickenson, 
 Mrs. Mary Montague, Mrs. Fred W. Wellington, Mrs. Charles 
 R. Haven, Mrs. Sarah A. Ricker, Mrs. Abbie Moore. 
 
 The delegation of Clara Barton Tent, D. of V., carried a 
 large bouquet of roses, and in the delegation were : Mrs. Clara 
 A. Brewer, Mrs. Allie Merrifield, Mrs. Sadie Rathbun, Miss 
 Celia Lepire, Mrs. Bertie Willard, Mrs. Eva Parker, Mrs. 
 Annie Thompson, Mrs. Bertha Bruso and Mrs. Hattie Galliatt. 
 
 The Amerioan flag was at half-mast throughout Worces- 
 
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ter. At City Hall, City Messenger William H. Pratt had the 
 American flag and city flag at mourning height from lO o'clock 
 until after the funeral. These public signs of respect are said 
 to be for the first time accorded in Worcester to any American 
 woman.* 
 
 The body had been met at the station by members of 
 Charles Devens Post, G. A. R., and Capt. Albert Prince Camp, 
 S. of v., who acted as an escort to Memorial hall, where the 
 services were now held. 
 
 Seated upon the stage were representatives of national, 
 state and department associations of the G. A. R. and Sons 
 of Veterans, town officials and the officiating clergymen. 
 Rev. William E. Barton, pastor of the First Congregational 
 church of Oak Park, Chicago, and Rev. Percy H. Epler, pas- 
 tor of the Adams Square Congregational church of Worces- 
 
 The casket, almost hidden with beautiful floral tributes, 
 rested on the main floor of the hall, directly in front of the 
 speakers' stands. Banked on either side and over adjacent 
 tables and the stage were set pieces from nearly every patriotic 
 organization in the state and many from Washington and 
 Chicago. 
 
 The hall itself 'was elaborately decorated with flags and 
 bunting and on the left of the stage was a life-size picture 
 of Miss Barton, draped with the American flag. 
 
 The honorary bearers were: Maj. William T. Harlov/, 
 Lieut. Joseph W. Dyson, Col. Edward J. Russell and Lieut. 
 J. Stewart Brown of Worcester, Hon. Louis E. Pattison of 
 Webster, and Elijah Simons, 90 years old, the oldest Grand 
 Army man in this section. 
 
 Among the organizations represented were : George H. 
 Ward Post, G. A. R., of Worcester; Nathaniel Lyon Post, G. 
 A. R., of Webster; A. B. R. Sprague Post, G. A. R., of Graf- 
 ton ; Gen. Sibley Post, G. A. R., of East Douglas, and Charles 
 Devens Post, G. A. R., of Oxford. Sons of Veterans camps 
 from Webster, Southbridge, Worcester and Oxford; Daugh- 
 ters of the American Revolution from Worcester, Oxford and 
 East Douglas, and the Spanish War Veterans from Worces- 
 ter, the Woman's Relief Corps of Worcester, Webster and 
 
 *) The remew of the funeral was described in the Worcester Telegram 
 of Aprtl letA, 1912. 
 
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Oxford, Clara Barton Chapter, O. E. S., of Oxford, which 
 was named after Miss Barton." 
 
 Long before half past one o'clock in the afternoon 
 Memorial Hall, Oxford, had been crowded with citizens and 
 veterans from all the towns of Central Massachusetts and 
 from many states and cities beyond. 
 
 Though hundreds of people were turned away, the avenue 
 for blocks was filled with a multitude of waiting people gath- 
 ered to pay their last tribute to one they universally held as 
 the greatest woman in the world. 
 
 On a catafalque at the head of the main aisle reposed the 
 earthly temple of Clara Barton, the Angel of the Battlefield, 
 lying in state, and all looked upon her as the Angel of Peace. 
 The presence of the body and the face endeared to humanity 
 the world over made this large hall one vast hushed and 
 reverent chamber of worship. 
 
 Colossal floral banks made a platform hid with flowers 
 over which towered a heroic red cross of carnations. 
 
 The opening sentences of The Resurrection were read by 
 Rev. William E. Barton of Chicago, followed by the Schu- 
 mann Quartette, who rendered Tennyson's "Sunset and Even- 
 ing Star." 
 
 Rev. John P. Marvin read the Bible lesson. 
 
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H ^Tribute from tbe H^own of ©rforb. 
 
 By Mrs. Allen L. Joslyn. 
 
 "For the privilege of rendering my personal tribute to Clara 
 Barton today I am devoutly thankful. It is fitting that we 
 should stand here, in the town of her birth, where cluster the 
 tender memories of early days, and to which her thoughts 
 often reverted through her crowded middle life, and where 
 she loved to spend a part of every later year. Only last Feb- 
 ruary, standing at her bedside at Glen Echo, she gave utter- 
 ance to her loyalty and love for Oxford, and spoke so long- 
 ingly of the green spot in yonder churchyard where, with her 
 beloved kindred, her body would one day rest. 
 
 One saying was often on her lips, which she repeated to 
 me one day in my home as we sat together in the twilight, — 
 "God will not call me home until my work is done." 
 
 Others can speak of the great record for God and human- 
 ity which has filled full her many years, but that record has 
 already been entered in the golden book of life and in the 
 archives of heaven and earth. 
 
 I speak today to those who knew and loved her, her kin- 
 dred and friends in this town. May our children and our 
 children's children learn lessons from her life and carry her 
 spirit on into the future. Following her footsteps may many 
 here rise up to call her blessed, and may the pathway to the 
 Better Land be brightened by the shining example which 
 Clara Barton has left as a rare legacy to the town of her birth. 
 
 Many a happy hour have we spent in my home as 
 with friends who loved her we sat at her side and lis- 
 tened with intense interest to her story of "dim, far-off, 
 forgotten things, and battles long ago." And as the moments 
 sped on she would come back to her early years, to childhood 
 and girlhood, and to scenes and events in the old home on the 
 hillside. She would speak with affection of favorite teachers 
 and of dear scholars when she was a young teacher herself, 
 
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in those quiet years before the Civil War, which led her feet 
 into great and wide fields of usefulness. 
 
 As we sit here today we recall with thankfulness the 
 events of her rich life. Her noble, self-sacrificing career be- 
 longs to both hemispheres of our world, as she ministered to 
 the wounded on the fields of battle and followed, a benificent 
 spirit, in the wake of plague and famine, of earthquake and 
 flood. But the memories of her childhood and the opening 
 days of her young womanhood, with its passion for service 
 and its love for humanity, these things belong to our own 
 little town, and are our most precious heritage. We may 
 lay her body away in the ground, but her spirit will linger 
 with us, a blessed reality. 
 
 "There is no death ! What seems so is transition ; 
 
 This life of mortal breath 
 Is but a suburb of the life elysian. 
 
 Whose portals we call Death. 
 Thus do we walk with her, and keep unbroken 
 
 The bond which nature gives, 
 Thinking that our remembrance, though unspoken. 
 
 May reach her where she lives." 
 
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Silent ^Tribute of tbe lKIloman'0 IRelief dorps 
 
 It was a fit climax to the memorial addresses when 
 Comrade J. Brainerd Hall of Worcester, himself a veteran, 
 shot through the waist, with a wound never healed, led the 
 head of the Woman's Relief Corps to the casket to deposit in 
 the name of the womanhood of the war over the breast of 
 the heroine, a silk Hag. 
 
 At this moment the thin blue ranks of old soldiers silently 
 rose and stood at attention, saluting at the words pronounced 
 by Rev. P. H. Epler : 
 
 "Where carnage was reddest, 
 Clara Barton was seen. 
 And all eyes were uplifted 
 
 As it were to a queen. 
 Comrades, attention ! 
 
 Salute her once more ! 
 Untitled — unchevroned, 
 But dear as of yore!" 
 
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To participate in this, the main memorial and funeral ob- 
 servance, two clergymen, the Rev. William E. Barton, D.D., 
 and Rev. Percy H. Epler, with one other, Rev. William 
 Schoppe, were chosen by her. But no eulogies and no parade 
 of state or nation took the eye from the centre of all hearts — 
 the face of Clara Barton herself. 
 
 For an hour after the service the people filed around the 
 hall for a last look at the face of Miss Barton, and there were 
 many tears and sobs in the line as it passed down toward the 
 door. Then the body was carried out to the hearse, the G. A. 
 R. color bearer going ahead; the bearers being William H. 
 Buck, Silas Newton, John A. Taft, Emory D. Moore, William 
 H. Cummings and J. Edward Nichols. The honorary bearers 
 were Maj. William T. Harlow, Lieut. Joseph M. Dyson, Col. 
 Edward J. Russell, Adj. J. Stewart Brown, Worcester; Hon. 
 Louis E. Pattison, Webster, and Elijah Simonds, Oxford. 
 With Albert Prince Camp, S. of V., as escort, the body was 
 taken to the North Cemetery for burial in the family lot. 
 Three special cars were used to take the organizations to the 
 cemetery that wished to go and eight carriages and touring 
 cars were used for the family. 
 
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XLbc Burial at flortb Qxtott 
 
 In North Oxford Cemetery lies a beautiful knoll. Here, 
 on the balmiest, sweetest day so far of the Spring, at the 
 Barton grave she was laid away by soldiers' hands, by 
 the side of her revolutionary soldier father, who said to her 
 when she wanted to go to the front to nurse : 
 
 "Go, if it is your duty to go ; I know soldiers and they will 
 respect you and your errand." 
 
 Fitly at the head of the grave stood as chaplain of the 
 Oxford G. A. R. a wounded veteran supported by two crutches. 
 As he leaned upon them, on account of his crippled limbs, he 
 whispered, "I got that wound with her at Morris Island." 
 
 This was Chaplain H. A. Philbrook, chaplain of the post, 
 who spoke feelingly of Miss Barton and her work for the 8th 
 Maine, while at Morris Island. 
 
 At the foot of the grave Father Tyler, a venerable Uni- 
 versalist minister, who had buried the fathers and mothers of 
 the Bartons there — with the sunset gilding his silver locks — 
 pronounced his simple and beautiful memorial. 
 
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"J^oungest of Hll tbc Immortals" 
 
 Valediction at tbe Grave bs 'fatbet' Hslet. 
 
 "In the few words with which I am to close this service, 
 I shall indulge in no repetition of what has been said, and 
 so well said, by the principal speakers on this occasion, eulo- 
 gistic of the life and the life work of the most celebrated 
 woman of the world, whose mortal remains we have here 
 deposited in the resting place of her choice, among the be- 
 loved of her family. My thought will lead you in another 
 direction, which has hardly been alluded to, if at all, in the 
 eloquent addresses to which we have listened. 
 
 "As we look into the grave and bid farewell to the mor- 
 tal remains of Clara Barton, we instinctively are led to ask 
 ourselves, 'Where is Clara Barton who for more than ninety 
 years made them the agencies of her great work in the 
 world? The life, the spirit, the soul — has that been destroyed 
 by death? Does utter annihilation follow the development 
 and growth of such a life? 
 
 "As a Christian minister I feel I give a voice to the scrip- 
 tural revelation of life and immortality when I say emphati- 
 cally 'No !' She still lives ! She has entered the pearly gates 
 of the Holy City and is now walking the golden streets of 
 the New Jerusalem ! She has been born again into the newer 
 life, as Christ taught the inquiring Pharisee, and our aged 
 friend is now among the youngest of the Immortals! 
 
 "I feel that while the nation mourns because of her going, 
 all heaven is rejoicing because of her coming! This great 
 gathering of friends who sorrowfully bid her good-bye, is 
 but typical of the greater multitude of friends who have gone 
 before her, and who with smiling faces and extended hands 
 have given her a heavenly welcome. In a little while after 
 the pain of our grief has softened, we shall be glad, and bless 
 God that He has taken her to Himself. 
 
 "Now we know nothing, or but little, of the avocations 
 and employments of the eternal life, except concerning the 
 angels as 'ministering spirits' they are nowhere revealed; 
 but reasoning from analogy I am convinced that as doing is 
 
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necessary to our happiness here, so a busy activity must be 
 essential to the happiness of Heaven. In this regard we may 
 be assured that Clara Barton will not be found wanting. 
 
 "And so by faith beholding her as a happy spirit in the 
 glorious life to which she has been promoted, we may all join 
 in giving to these relics of her earthly life, as they peacefully 
 rest for always in their last home, a heartfelt, loving 
 
 "Good-Bye !" 
 
 A blind soldier Clergyman — Chaplain Simmons of Wor- 
 cester — led in a soldiers' prayer. 
 
 Rev. Dr. Tyler and the Rev. \\411iam Barton read the 
 committal service and Dr. Barton let fall upon the lowered 
 casket a cluster of deep red roses of Miss Barton's favorite 
 color — a color without a touch of which she v/as rarely seen. 
 
 All then sang, "Nearer, my God, to Thee." 
 
 It was in unconscious, but it seems as if inspired oneness 
 with Miss Barton's last words, "Let me go ! Let me go !" for 
 this hymn is a transcript of the experience of Jacob and the 
 angel. 
 
 Just then a mother pressed up and whispered, "My little 
 girl was born in Clara Barton's birthplace ; in the very room." 
 
 "Bring her to me," said Dr. Barton, "and I will christen 
 her at once 'Clara Barton.' " 
 
 Significant is this of the tender touch of her vanishing 
 hand upon millions yet to be. The hand may vanish but the 
 tender touch will go on and on to generations of women yet 
 unborn. 
 
 Another incident happened as we tearfully turned away, 
 significant of Clara Barton's power to change the world of 
 men — by her gentleness, that made her great. 
 
 A fine-grained, refined-featured man of chivalrous bear- 
 ing — a soldier through and through — with a face like Phillips 
 Brooks, stole up to me and with broken sobs whispered: 
 
 "You spoke in your eulogy of brute teamsters and trucu- 
 lent men of war she changed by her tender touch in the Civil 
 War. I want to say that by that tender touch she changed 
 me. But for her I, too, would have been a brute." 
 
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DR. J. B. HUBBELL 
 
 Faithf jI Ked Ctoss Field Officer un almost ever^- Field of Service. At Clara Barton'; 
 Hand even to the end 
 
In the balmy air of the synset, and amid the trill of 
 fresh migrated birds on the forest's edge and the sweet piping 
 of the frogs in the Oxford marshes we left her — according to 
 her wish. It is a mistake to think she ever planned to be 
 buried at Arlington, though Arlington misses her sweetest 
 crown by the loss of Clara Barton. Her plan long ago was 
 to be laid away in simplicity, without parade, in the hill on 
 the edge of the wild-wood in her native Oxford in our old 
 Commonwealth of Massachusetts. 
 
 Hither, long after the service, as we passed on the way 
 home, we saw against the dusk an immense red cross, gleam- 
 ing against the sky-line. Verily 
 
 "The shadow of the cross arose 
 Upon a lonely hill." 
 
 But even then the pathways were full of people coming 
 from a distance, and next day hundreds trod the worn bypath 
 tc> the still standing red cross — a path the feet of the world 
 will tread to the end of time. They stood over the grave, loath 
 like the rest to leave and to accede to her request, "Let 
 me go." 
 
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tibc Services at (Blen lEcbo, 
 fIDarielanb 
 
 Scripture was followed by prayer by Rev. John Van 
 Schaick, Jr., pastor of the Church of our Father (Universalist) 
 Washington, D. C. 
 
 Rev. W. W. Curry, an old friend, requested by Miss Bar- 
 ton to come here for this occasion, a veteran of the Civil War, 
 spoke first. 
 
 Dr. Van Schaick announced that another soldier of the 
 war and another friend of Miss Barton, requested by her to 
 also assist at this service. Chaplain Coudon of the House of 
 Representatives, would speak. 
 
 The Tribute of Chaplain Coudon of the National House of 
 Representatives. 
 
 "I deem it a gracious privilege to be permitted in this pres- 
 ence to pa}' a soldier's tribute of unspeakable love and grati- 
 tude to the woman who endeared herself to thousands in three 
 wars and gained for herself a name which will never die, "The 
 Angel of the Battlefield." 
 
 It would be quite impossible in the brief space allotted 
 me to enter into details; I must, therefore, confine myself 
 briefly to a few of the salient points in her remarkable career. 
 
 In times of peace and tranquility most men live well anu 
 fulfill the obligations resting upon them, but in great crises 
 when dangers threaten home and country we insinctively turn 
 to the men and women of heroic mould to lead us in averting 
 the impending danger. 
 
 When the Civil War broke in all its fury upon us the 
 people of the North were altogether unprepared for the con- 
 flict. The regular army was small and far removed from the 
 points where it was most needed. Many of its officers resigned 
 and joined the enemy. 
 
 When President Lincoln called for seventy-five thousand 
 
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volunteers to defend the Union there were few arms available, 
 no uniforms, no rations nor tents to shelter them. It required, 
 therefore, men of brains and nerve to equip, drill and discipline 
 the army. Men were hurried to the defense of the Capitol 
 with little preparation for the duties devolving upon them. 
 No one living then will forget the indignation which swept 
 the North when the news reached the people of the assault 
 on the Sixth Massachusetts as it passed through the streets 
 of Baltimore. Several of its men were killed, forty or more 
 wounded. The latter were brought to Washington with the 
 regiment. Clara Barton met them at the station, and there be- 
 gan the work of mercy which has made her name a household 
 word, not only in our own country but throughout the civil- 
 ized world, and it will live in song and story so long as time 
 shall last. Quick to perceive, ready in action, full of resources, 
 with dauntless courage and untiring energy, she threw her 
 whole soul into the work, broke down the barriers, brought 
 order out of chaos, pushed in spite of every opposition to the 
 front with no thought of self. 
 
 It was the love of country, the sick and wounded soldiers 
 that impelled her to heroic efiforts and deeds of heroism. The 
 exposure to the elements, pestilential fevers, the battle itself 
 stayed not her zeal. Wherever duty called this modest, gentle 
 woman, there she was found. Right in the jaws of death she 
 went, ministering to the wounded, soothing the dying; even 
 in the blackness of night her lantern could be seen flitting from 
 soldier to soldier, bringing relief and comfort. Is it strange 
 that the soldiers loved her and remembered her as The Angel 
 of the Battlefield. 
 
 And who can estimate the words of comfort which her 
 letters carried to the loved ones at home from the dying lips 
 of their boys. 
 
 It was Clara Barton who answered the appeal of thou- 
 sands, when the war closed, whose dear ones were among the 
 missing. She, at President Lincoln's request, sought and 
 found hundreds of graves among the unknown and marked 
 their last resting place; a prodigious task which only her un- 
 tiring energy could have accomplished. Her work in the 
 Franco-Prussian war has a conspicuous place in history. 
 
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field of carnage, and think for a moment of the encouragement 
 it would bring to the soldier in battle to know that if he 
 should fall succor would surely come under the banner of the 
 Red Cross. 
 
 Yes, Miss Barton lives in her deeds and will be the in- 
 spiration to millions who shall come after her. Her spirit, 
 white as the driven snow, has been wafted by angels to the 
 "Land of the Seal," and there she has been greeted by kindred 
 souls and those to whom she ministered on earth. 
 
 Blessed be her name forever. 
 
 "We are born for a higher destiny than that of earth. 
 There is a realm where the rainbow never fades; where the 
 stars will be spread out before us like the islands that slum- 
 ber on the ocean; and where the beautiful beings that here 
 pass before us like visions will stay in our presence forever!" 
 
 Dr. Van Schaick then stated : "It is with great regret to 
 all of us that Mrs. John A. Logan is prevented by illness from 
 being with us. She, too, has the loving tribute of a friend to 
 offer here and it will be read by her daughter, Mrs. Tucker." 
 
 dlara £arton 
 
 By Mrs. John A. Logan. 
 
 We should stand beside the casket, which contains the 
 sacred remains of our departed friend, with deep emotion, did 
 wc not know that her pure spirit was in the realms of bliss. 
 Christ in His sermon on the mount, declared who are blessed : 
 
 "Blessed are the pure in spirit; for theirs is the kingdom of 
 Heaven. 
 
 Blessed are they that mourn ; for they shall be comforted. 
 
 Blessed are the meek; for they shall inherit the earth. 
 
 Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteous- 
 ness; for they shall be filled. 
 
 Blessed are the merciful ; for they shall obtain mercy. 
 
 Blessed are the pure in heart ; for they shall see God. 
 
 Blessed are the peacemakers; for they shall be called the 
 children of God. 
 
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Her timely aid and succor throughout the island of Cuba 
 in the war with Spain will never be forgotten by our soldiers, 
 the starving concentrados nor the sick and wounded Spanish 
 soldiere. She teved her country and cherished with religious 
 devotion the stars and stripes, but on the field of battle the 
 Blue and the Gray, the German, the French, the American, the 
 Spaniard, received with equal devotion her healing balm. 
 
 Never was the spirit of altruism more fully exemplified 
 than in the life of Clara Barton. We as a people, yea, all the 
 peoples of the world, owe her a debt of gratitude which can 
 never be cancelled. 
 
 To her, a woman, we are indebted for one of the most 
 important treaties ever effected between one government and 
 the rest of the civilized world, that of the Red Cross Associa- 
 tion, an organization which for its wide influence and humane 
 principles is unsurpassed. Should a war occur it would be 
 ready and fully equipped for the emergencies. 
 
 Miss Barton while in Europe for her health was sought 
 for counsel by the founders and projectors of the Red Cross 
 movement and out of her experience was able to furnish many 
 of the most valuable suggestions embodied in its constitution 
 and by-laws. 
 
 On her return to this country she, with a few ladies and 
 gentlemen, formed themselves at Washington into an "Amer- 
 ican National Committee of the Red Cross," which, on Presi- 
 dent Garfield's accension, reorganized and was incorporated 
 under the title of the "American Association of the Red 
 Cross." Miss Barton was appointed by the martyred Garfield 
 to the presidency of this society and through her efificient 
 efforts the scope of its usefulness has been expanded so that 
 it covers fields beyond the conflicts of war and carries its aid 
 to the suffering wherever aid is needed. And so long as the 
 Red Cross banner floats the spirit of Clara Barton will live." 
 
 I apprehend that few of you who have not witnessed the 
 horrors of war can imagine what a relief it would be to sol- 
 diers in action. Often during the Civil War the wounded 
 were compelled to lie unaided for hours, even days, where they 
 fell. Thousands of lives might have been saved could the 
 insignia of the R?d Crps^ have been permitted to enter the 
 
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Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness 
 
 sake ; for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven. 
 Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, 
 
 and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely for 
 
 my sake. 
 Rejoice, and be exceeding glad; for great is your reward 
 
 in Heaven, for so persecuted they the prophets which 
 
 were before you." 
 
 Clara Barton in her self-sacrifice, self-abnegation, philan- 
 throphy, charity, and unceasing labor for humanity through 
 her long life, fulfilled every requirement which entitled her to 
 the rich inheritance promised in the Saviour's own words. 
 
 Those that knew her best, know that when she was 
 smitten on the right cheek, she unmurmuringly turned "the 
 other also." Humility characterized her spirit in all she did. 
 
 Time will not permit even a brief resume of the record 
 of her heroic, patriotic, and humane work from her g'.rlhood 
 to the hour when she folded her weary arms and laid aown 
 the burdens she had borne through the summer's suns and 
 the winter's storms for more years than her puny successors 
 have lived their lives of luxurious ease. 
 
 We who know what she did, especially since the day she 
 met, with relief in her hands, the first soldiers summoned by 
 Mr. Lincoln for the defense of the nation's capital, will be 
 always ready to call her blessed and to defend her name and 
 fame. Who, of all the glorious women of this mighty nation 
 can claim to have done anything in their whole lives, compar- 
 able to her search over every battlefield of Virginia for the 
 bleaching bones of the unknown dead, and whose names 
 would, but for her herculanean work, now be borne upon the 
 rolls as deserters or absent without leave. 
 
 After peace was declared in our land, worn and almost 
 exhausted by her labors in the fields and the camp, she sailed 
 across the seas for rest and recreation. Her respite was brief 
 for the Franco-Prussian war, was soon on, and her sympathetic 
 nature could not resist the temptation to again take up the 
 work as ministering angel to the sick and wounded of the 
 German and French armies, both of whoit] generously recog- 
 nized Jier services and fjlessed her name, 
 
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As the world knows, it was on the other side of the 
 Atlantic that she discovered the Red Cross, and that through 
 her tenacity of purpose and indefatigable energy the boon 
 of that munificent organization was introduced and adopted 
 in this country under the provisions of treaty regulation. 
 
 The martyred President Garfield tried to reward her high 
 purpose and achievement by appointing her President of the 
 Red Cross Society, then supposed to be a life position. Dur- 
 ing her incumbency of the presidency her white tent, with the 
 Red Cross flag floating above it, was seen on twenty fields of 
 disaster in the United States, and in the camps of the recon- 
 centrados in Cuba during the Spanish reign of terror in that 
 island before the Spanish-American war. Her tender hands 
 ministered to every victim of misfortune who petitioned for 
 relief. 
 
 She knew no difference in age or previous condition, but 
 without paying any attention to the tedious delay of red tape 
 and the circumlocution of requisitions and dilatory commit- 
 tee action, whatever she had, through the generosity of the 
 people all over the land, she gave at once. Her gigantic labors 
 were not confined to her own people, but when the cries of 
 distress and famine from afflicted lands fell upon her ears, she 
 stood not upon the order of her going, but went at once, bear- 
 ing in her own hands, and those of her assistants, the sheaves 
 of plenty, which she distributed in person and through the 
 efficient helpers in her employ. 
 
 Alas, envy and jealousy fanned their flames into white 
 heat. Death had removed her compeers, and finally, like Him, 
 who was without guile, she, too, was crucified, not physically 
 upon a wooden cross, but in her soul, and like Him who died 
 on the cross, she cried, "Father forgive them, for they know 
 not what they do." 
 
 Gentleness, diplomacy, moral courage, energy, fidelity to 
 trusts, and unwavering integrity were her chief characteris- 
 tics. 
 
 She has gone to her reward, but the impress she made on 
 her day and generation will survive ever more. The impious 
 hands of envy will not be able to pluck a single leaf from the 
 chaplet of laurel that wiU forev?r wrestb her brpw, True his- 
 
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tory will record her as one of the noblest, if not the noblest, 
 woman of her time. 
 
 I feel sure the gratitude of this nation and its loyal 
 people will do her and itself honor by some fitting monument 
 to her memory. 
 
 * 
 
 Remarks of Honorable Peter Voorhees DeGraw, United States 
 Fourth Postmaster General, Washington, D. C. 
 
 My friends, I esteem it a great privilege to be given per- 
 sonally this opportunity to pay my respects, also to voice the 
 sentiment of many associates of the deceased who, I know, 
 are not able to participate in person in the ceremonies incident 
 to this sad leave-taking of what remains of our dear departed 
 friend. 
 
 Clara Barton, beloved by every one who knew her, will 
 be remembered as a woman second to none in this or any 
 other country, as a devotee to acts of humanity. 
 
 I recall as if it were yesterday the evening meeting at a 
 home in this city of a small band of her co-w6rkers in the 
 organization of the American National Red Cross, with her 
 as its president. Charter members and officers of the organ- 
 ization, with Clara Barton as president, as I recall, were 
 among others : Mrs. John A. Logan, Mr. Stephen E. Barton, 
 Mr. and Mrs. Walter P. Phillips, Mr. Albert C. Phillips, Mr. 
 and Mrs. P. V. DeGraw, Mr. Edwin B. DeGraw, Mr. and 
 Mrs. George Kennan, Mrs. Sara Spencer, Mrs. Mussey and 
 Dr. J. B. Hubbell. 
 
 Time will permit but a sentence from me and it would be 
 difficult to add to the kind and eloquent words of those who 
 have preceded me. Therefore I shall be content to add further 
 but a single sentence — That Clara Barton lived and died for 
 the people ; administered aid and comfort to sufferers through- 
 out the world, and her philanthropic work was characterized 
 by a Christian spirit which emphasized the belief that »hc 
 knew naught but to do good. 
 
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Zl)c {tribute of tbc (Branb Ducbess of Ba^en 
 
 Sfstet of Emperor IPOlllbelm ii 
 
 Karlsruhe, April 23, 1912 
 To Stephen Barton, Boston: — 
 
 I was deeply touched in receiving the letter Mr. Stephen 
 Barton wrote me on the nth of April giving me such a most 
 desired statement of the last time of illness our dearly-be- 
 loved and much honoured Miss Clara Barton had to go 
 through, before God granted her peace eternal there, where 
 her beautiful soul will live on in the glory of Christ. The 
 letter arrived yesterday, and I wished to thank you as soon 
 as possible for having given me such full account of what 
 preceded her death. Thank God great sufferings have been 
 spared her. It was very kind to wish to prepare me for the 
 last news of death, which means for me a loss in the full ex- 
 tent of the word. 
 
 For more than 40 years I have known dear, beloved Miss 
 Clara Barton. Great affection and great admiration and great 
 gratitude united me with her. How shall I forget what she 
 had been to us here in the year 1870, helping us in such a 
 wonderful way during the time of war we had to go through 
 then. She was one of those who understood fully the mean- 
 ing of the Red Cross, and who knew well how to put in 
 action the great and beautiful though difficult dtities the Red 
 Cross involved in itself. Next to this my personal relations 
 with dear Miss Clara Barton have been most particular ones, 
 and I feel very deeply the departure of her whose memory I 
 will keep sacred in faithful and thankful remembrance of 
 her whose friendship was in our never altering affection so 
 very precious to me. 
 
 I will be very glad to have once the pleasure of making 
 your acquaintance. 
 
 (Signed) Grand Duchess Louise of Baden. 
 
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H Masbington tribute 
 
 (Extract from Washington letter to Toledo Times, from 
 Mrs. Kate Brownlee Sherwood of Washington.) 
 
 "Major Butt died at his post, though it may never be 
 known just what that was." 
 
 Such remarks one hears everywhere. He was a soldier, 
 a gentleman, an American. With his large experience in hand- 
 ling crowds, one can easily imagine how he lent his aid to 
 the officers of the Titanic, pushing back the frantic and sel- 
 fish men around him, until every woman and child had been 
 placed in the lifeboat at hand, and then calmly folding his 
 arms stood calm and still while the water of the angry sea 
 wrapped him in its merciless shroud. 
 
 A hero? Yes, a thousand times greater hero than had 
 he been leading a regiment, to martial music, to invade 
 Mexico. 
 
 There are heroes for peace. 
 
 And heroes for war. 
 And heroes that are 
 
 Without chevron or star. 
 
 And such a hero was Clara Barton of Red Cross fame, 
 who had a quiet little funeral at Glen Echo. And then, in 
 silence and borne only by a little squad of Union veterans, the 
 casket that contained the dust of the greatest woman of this 
 or any other age, was taken to the Union Station and borne 
 away to her childhood's home at Oxford, Mass. 
 
 Clara Barton, friend and counselor of Abraham Lincoln, 
 Ulysses S. Grant, of Garfield, Hayes, Harrison, Cleveland and 
 McKinley. Clara Barton, first woman to enter a department 
 of the civil government and first woman to render aid and 
 assistance to the soldiers of the Union; who visited hospitals 
 and battlefields and later the awful prison stockade at Ander- 
 sonville and put tens of thousands of soldiers in touch with 
 
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sorrowing friends at home ; who organized the American Red 
 Cross and was appointed president for hfe by Gariield, and 
 was continued by every president who followed, until Roosc- 
 veh conceived the plan of making the Red Cross a military 
 branch of the government. 
 
 Then Clara Barton's beneficent sway was over. Like her 
 Master whom she followed, she opened not her mouth. The 
 woman who should have slept at Arlington, among the sol- 
 diers, the Blue and the Gray, whom she served, attended by 
 a military escort, while the bugle sounded taps, rests on her 
 own native soil of Massachusetts. But while the republic 
 lives and womanhood is honored, her place is sure among the 
 millions she has blest and whose name and fame they will 
 cherish and revere. 
 
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Zbc tribute of the people 
 
 In tbe press of Emertca. 
 
Ube flation'6 tribute. 
 
 Inestimably and Universally Great. 
 
 New Haven (Conn.) Register, May 4, 1913. 
 
 There appeared some years ago in the Republic Magazine an 
 article which began with these words: "If any number of Americans 
 were asked off-hand to name the woman who stands highest in the 
 esteem of the American people, because of her noble, self-sacrificing 
 labors for God, for country and for humanity, the reply would be 
 unanimously, 'Clara Barton.' 
 
 Clara Barton lived a great life — too great to be seen in its fullness 
 and grandeur yet. The more that we find out about her life the 
 nobler it seems. 
 
 Not in one or a few splendid achievements, not on some extraor- 
 dinary occasion was the greatness of her character manifested, but 
 continuously and upon all occasions, even when no crisis impended." 
 
 General Miles' Press Tribute — Greatest Humanitarian the World Has 
 
 Ever Known. 
 
 St. Louis (Mo.) Globe-Democrat, May 6, 1912. 
 "Gen. Nelson A. Miles, chairman of the Memorial Committee, ex- 
 pressed himself as strongly in favor of the memorial. 'No more fit- 
 ing tribute could be paid by the American people.' he said, 'than 
 the raising of a monument of some sort that will perpetuate the life 
 and work of Clara Barton. She was indeed a noble woman and the 
 greatest worker for the cause of humanitarianism that the world has 
 ever known. I will put forth my best efforts in this cause.' " 
 
 Jane Addams' Press Tribute. 
 "No, I shall not attempt to choose 20 firom the scores of women 
 I deem worthy immortality, but the passing of "America's Grand Old 
 Lady" leaves her still in America foremost in my affections — Miss Jane 
 Addams." 
 
 No F'iner Figure in the Nineteenth Century. 
 New York Post, April 13, 1912. 
 •♦ "Surely, in all fields 'relating to the humanitarian side of life, 
 the nineteenth century produced no finer figures than Florence Night- 
 ingale and Clara Barton." 
 
 The Prodigal's Prophetess at His Mother's Grave. 
 Rev. A. B. Beresford in Hamilton (O.) Journal, April 15, 1912. 
 "The last time I saw Clara Barton she stood beside an open 
 grave; the grave had received the mortal body of a heart-broken 
 mother. Clara Barton had come from a distant city, and in the midst 
 of a tempest led a young man — that mother's son — to that grave side. 
 He had been a prodigal. He was maudlin with drink at that funeral 
 hour; she stood holding his arm, refused to have the earth thrown 
 upon the casket until that man had promised to mend his life. He 
 promised; she led him away. He there and then began a new life." 
 
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Most Widely Known American Woman of Her Day. 
 
 Central Christian Advocate, Kansas City (Mo.) April 17, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Clara Barton, founder of the American Red Cross Society, 
 and probably the most widely known American woman of her day, 
 died at her home. Red Cross, in Glen Echo, Md., Friday morning, 
 April 12, at 9 o'clock. She was 90 years old. Miss Barton was 40 
 years of age when she first turned her attention to the great work of 
 humanity which has made her name famous. The Red Cross Society 
 was established in America in 1881, and Miss Barton was its presi- 
 dent from that date until 1904. Before that time she had made a 
 name foir herself by her services on battlefields, beginning with the 
 Civil War in America, and extending through the Franco-Prussian 
 war. With the organization of the American Red Cross, Miss Bar- 
 ton's work became more extended and covered the new field of catas- 
 trophes in time of peace. She distributed relief to the sufferers from 
 the Johnstown flood and went to Russia in 1892 to carry food to the 
 famine sufferers there. In the following year she was ministering 
 to the destitute survivors of the tidal wave which struck South Caro- 
 lina and Florida, and she aided the Armenian families decimated by 
 the Turks in 1896. When the yellow fever appeared among the Amer- 
 ican troops in Cuba following the battles around Santiago, it was Clara 
 Barton who, at the request of President McKinley, organized field 
 hospitals and personally spent her time on the battle lines. Her last 
 work of national importance was in connection with the great Galves- 
 ton flood relief in 1900." 
 
 A Genius — The Peer of Mankind on Fields of Action. 
 
 Brooklyn (N. Y.) Standard-Union, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The whole world today, to its remotest corner, is paying rever- 
 ence to Clara Barton. She devoted the years of her long life to doing 
 good for other people. Her service, too, was of the personal kind 
 that touches the heart; the cup of cold water to the dying, comfort 
 for the hopeless case, as well as the saving of life. When men went 
 foirth with banners to kill, Clara Barton followed to undo their work 
 under the Cross. 
 
 But where is the man who combined this self-sacrificing benefi- 
 cence with conspicuous executive ability such as Miss Barton's? 
 There was none; for comparison we have to go to Florence Nightin- 
 gale issuing her orders to field marshals in the Crimea. 
 
 When the commissariat of the United States Army broke down, 
 Clara Barton's supply train was on hand to relieve the hungry and 
 wounded soldiers after a victory on Northern soil. The army officers 
 in charge of that business had nothing else to do; they were paid 
 salaries to attend to it, with all the resources of the Government be- 
 hind them; but they had to confess failure while this woman was on 
 hand doing their work. 
 
 While we were in our chronic state of military "unpreparedness," 
 and men were scrambling for brigadier-generalships on the basis of 
 their ability to carry Congress districts at the election, Clara Barton 
 was chartering boats at her own expense to go down to the Peninsula 
 with supplies and bring back the wounded — and the officers didn't 
 want to let her go! Perhaps If she had been a man she could not have 
 succeeded in going. 
 
 She goes to show that the most conspicuous ability may come 
 from one sex just as well as from the other. 
 
 She was an example of the power of capacity, intellect, education 
 and ample wealth. Doubtless, she must be classed as a genius, for 
 genius is the intuitive capacity for overcoming insuperable difficulties. 
 
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Incomparable Mother of Men. 
 Parsons, (Kas.) Sunday, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "The influence of Mary, kneeling at the foot of the cross, has 
 been more far-reaching and greater than that of Cleopatra, with the 
 conquerors of the world at her feet, and Clara Barton gave to the 
 world a greater influence than Katherine of Russia with her millions 
 of subjects, and the name of Clara Barton will be remembered when 
 that of Katherine has been forgotten, and Cleopatra remembered only 
 as the world's greatest wanton. 
 
 These are the great lessons of womanhood which come down 
 through the centuries, crowning each woman, who lives her life within 
 the environments of her home with the richest crown of love, and 
 placing in her hand the most powerful scepter the world has ever 
 known — the crown and scepter of true and loving womanhood." 
 
 One of the Greatest Women In Republic. 
 Christian Work, New York, May 4, 1912. 
 
 "The death of Clara Barton, founder of the Red Cross Society, 
 removes one of fbe greatest women of the republic." 
 
 God's Noblest — No Name More on Lips of Civilization. 
 Augusta (Me.) Journal, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "Probably the name of no woman has been more on the lips of 
 civilization than that of Miss Clara Barton. 
 
 "Down through time the Red Cross will ever remind us of one 
 of God's noblest, Clara Barton, who gave her life in making heavy 
 burdens easier to bear." 
 
 Most Distinguished Woman in America. 
 
 Bangor (Me.) Commercial, April 16, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton, founder of the Red Cross, whose death at her 
 home. Glen Echo, Md., occurred a few days ago, was once spoken of 
 by Senator George F. Hoar as 'the most illustrious citizen of Massa- 
 chusetts.' If one should go further and characterize her as the most 
 distinguished woman in America there would be few to dispute the 
 title. 
 
 Her philanthrophy was of the heroic sort, her charity practical, 
 her devotion self-sacrificing and her humanitarian spirit world-em- 
 bracing. 
 
 Her name was mingled with the orations of statesmen, the elo- 
 quence of the pulpit, the commands of royalty, the commands of gen- 
 erals and admirals, the last messages of dying soldiers and the thanks 
 of grateful sufferers from flood, famine, earthquake and pestilence. 
 It was found in the halls of fame, in books of story for children and 
 adults, and engraved on jewels and medals of costly make and rarest 
 art." 
 
 Always First on Humanity's Firing Line. 
 
 Boston (Mass.) Transcript, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton was a striking example of the success of self-help. 
 She did not begin the work that has made her famous in the annals 
 of humanity with a great organization behind her. She started it 
 alone; yet she was organization itself. 
 
 Clara Barton went ahead of Florence Nightingale, for she abso- 
 lutely carried on her work in the face of the enemy, to the sound ot 
 cannon and close to the firing line. She was on the firing line for 
 humanity all her life. That 1? Jier life story." 
 
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Her Appreciation of Palm Sunday Tribute. 
 
 Worcester (Mass.) Evening Gazette. 
 To the Editor of The Gazette: 
 
 Sir — Having just returned from one of my frequent visits to my 
 aunt. Miss Clara Bajrton, at Glen Echo, Maryland, I beg to take this 
 first opportunity to thanlt you in her name and for myself, also to ex- 
 tend our thanks to the members of the G. A. R. and the public for 
 the services in her honor on Palm Sunday, at the Adams Square 
 church, and the excellent account of the same given in the Gazette. 
 
 The telegram sent to Miss Barton by Commander Hubbard was 
 exceedingly gratifying to her. I read the message to her and as 
 showing her great appreciation of it she requested me to forward the 
 original to her Royal Highness, Louise, Grand Duchess of Baden, to 
 whom I was writing at the time, in my aunt's behalf. They have been 
 most intimate and confidential friends for 42 years and it gave my 
 aunt great pleasure to forward to the Grand Duchess such a beautiful 
 message of respect and esteem. 
 
 I am pleased to say that while the condition of Miss Barton's 
 health is very discouraging, her mental condition is as active and 
 clear as at any time in her life, and her wonderful physical power of 
 recuperation gives us hope of her possible recovery. She does not 
 suffer physical pain, her long confinement is very trying to her. 
 Yours very truly, 
 
 STEPHEN E. BARTON. 
 
 Consecrated to Altars of Blood. 
 Baltimore, (Md.), Sunday, April 13, 1912 
 
 "With the news of the attack on Sumter she declared her inten- 
 tion of devoting her strength and savings to the care of those wound- 
 ed on the battle fields. 
 
 Her work in this direction began April 20, 1861, when about 30 
 wounded of the Sixth Massachusetts were taken to the Washington 
 Infirmary, having been attacked while passing through Baltimore. 
 Her undertaking was a hard one at first, for she was without official 
 rank or authority, but these obstacles were removed soon and with a 
 carload of supplies she started for Culpeper Couirthouse, then crowded 
 with the wounded from the battle of Cedar Mountain. With a similar 
 supply she reached Fairfax Station after the second battle of Bull Run 
 and the battle of Chantilly. At Antietam hers were the only supplies 
 on the grounds on the day of the battle. 
 
 In 1863 she toiled hard near Charleston until Ports Wagner, 
 Sumter and Gregg were recovered, allowing nothing to keep her from 
 the soldiers' bedsides." 
 
 Immortal Angel of Comfort. 
 
 Western Christian Advocate, Cincinnati (0.) April 17, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton, the good angel of comfort, will live enshrined in 
 the hearts of America and of the world long after many called great 
 according to lesser standards shall have vanished into oblivion." 
 
 A Great Original. 
 
 Universalist Leader, Boston, April 20, 1912. 
 "Pew people have been so widely known and so trulyloved as 
 this woman who was the welcome guest in the soldier's camp, the 
 woodman's hut and the palace of the king; ; who in her person, stands 
 as the complete refutation of the spirit of the age, that either great 
 wealth, social position or political power, is necessary to the achieve- 
 ment of success." 
 
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Bright Angel of Peace. 
 
 Worcester, (Mass.) Gazette, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The .sign of the cross, in crimson red, had come nearer its true 
 significance under her direction than it ever did before, whether by 
 Constantine named or borne by Crusader bands in assaults upon the 
 Crescent. Thus far In the world's history, no other has come so near 
 the Christ spirit in the union of all liindreds, tongues and people 
 in one universal bond of brotherhood as this mild-mannered, softly 
 spoken woman. 
 
 In the roll of centuries, when the fair away years shall have 
 brought about the time when the Millennium shall really dawn and 
 spears shall actually be beaten into pruning hooks and swords into 
 plow-shares, no name, among all those who have endeavored to bring 
 about this longed for period so pictured by the prophets and promised 
 by the prince of peace, no name will stand higher or shine brighter 
 than that of the modest woman, the loving, loyal, worldwide patriot, 
 Clara Barton." 
 
 The Time of Her Death. 
 
 Worcester (Mass.) Gazette, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Clara Barton, founder of the American Red Cross Society, 
 died at her home in Glen Echo, Md., at 9 o'clock this morning. The 
 cause of her death was chronic pneumonia, with which she was stricken 
 about a year ago. 
 
 All Tongues Acclaim Her Blessed. 
 Portland (Ore.) Telegram, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The whole civilized world acclaims the noble character and good 
 works of Clara Barton. This wonderful woman lived to an extreme 
 age, 90 years and past, and during practically half a century she was 
 actively engaged in the actual relief of human suffering and distress. 
 No other human who has lived within the memory of the age has such 
 a record of good deeds performed in all parts of the world as that 
 shown in the career of Clara Barton. 
 
 "And as the fruit of that labor of love for humanity, there flowed 
 in upon her blessings uttered in all tongues known among men. 
 
 "In act Clara Barton's life was the realized ideal of practical 
 Christianity. In citizenship the memory of her career must remain a 
 rich heritage to the people of this country. In service she belonged 
 to the world." 
 
 AMERICA'S FOREMOST WOMAN 
 In the Hall of Fame. 
 Houghton, (Mich.) Gazette, April 16, 1912. 
 
 "It was given to Miss Barton to seize great opportunities and 
 write several golden pages in the history of the brotherhood of man. 
 We know of no other American woman who has more impressively 
 deserved to have a place in our national hall of fame." 
 
 Loved as No Other. 
 
 Tacoma (Wash.) Ledger, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The whole nation will mourn the death of Clara Barton, founder 
 of the Red Cross, famous writer and charitable worker." 
 
 "She died, loved and honored as perhaps no other woman of her 
 day, the object of decorations from many sovereigns. Her place in 
 American history is secure," 
 
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None Worthier. 
 Jackson (Micli.) Patriot, April 17, 1912. 
 
 "Tliere is no worthier name in American unofficial life than Clara 
 Barton." 
 
 Herself the Enduring Monument for All Days. 
 
 Roswell (N. M.) Record, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "And by beautiful deeds of heroism and charity, by complete re- 
 nunciation of self, she has builded for herself a monument which will 
 endure for all days to come. So long as this republic lives the name 
 of Clara Barton will be honored." 
 
 Her Gentleness Made Her Great in Cuba. 
 
 New Orleans (La.) Times-Democrat, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "Mr. Cottrell was the private secretary of Miss Barton for some 
 years, and was associated with her daily during the period just before 
 and just after the Spanish-American wajr. 
 
 He said: "Miss Barton was the means of saving thousands of lives 
 in Cuba. When we arrived we were unwelcome. The Spaniards 
 were in control, and neither General Weyler nor the upper classes 
 were gratified at our advent. Had it not been for the superior ability 
 of Miss Barton, possibly our work would have been hampered, but 
 she won her way, making friends rapidly, so that the people were glad 
 she had come. She was a small, unostentatious woman, very quiet 
 in her demeanor, and spoke in a soft, sweet tone. Her habits were 
 simple, but she had a great capacity for organization work." 
 
 The Protagonist of Pain Praised by Heaven's Hosts. 
 
 New Haven (Conn.) Register, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Not only against war, not only against man's inhumanity to man, 
 did Miss Barton battle, but against those wrong forces which cause 
 suffering anywhere, or for any reason. 
 
 "The cry of need the world around has been its call to j'escue. 
 Its banner over all the earth has been the banner of love. And in 
 times when neither war nor disaster nor famine nor pestilence has 
 occupied the hands of its mercy, the Red Cross has turned its forces 
 toward the contest with disease. Before it in that mission looms a 
 larger work, it may be, than any It yet has done. 
 
 "After the fullness of years of a life which has blessed the whole 
 earth. Miss Bairton's spirit goes on to glory. Her fellow mortals, 
 standing with moist eyes as a cloud receives her out of their sight, 
 can almost hear the praise of the hosts of heaven as a soul that has 
 abundantly filled its earthly mission joins their exalted company." 
 
 Will Outlive All Monuments. 
 Jackson (Mich.) Patriot, April 17, 1912. 
 
 "While admirers and friends may erect a marble shaft over her 
 grave, Clara Barton needs no monument. Her name will live in the 
 hearts of all people, and her work will endure far beyond the time 
 when "peace on earth, good will to men," shall be the universal law." 
 
 History Her Monument. 
 Atlanta (Ga.) Constitution, April 16, 1912. 
 
 "Intelligent and reclaiming mercy were her leading attributes. 
 Her monument is carved indelibly into the history of the nineteentth 
 and twentieth centuries." 
 
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The Beautiful Lady of the Potomac. 
 Kansas City (Mo.) Central Christian Advocate, April 17, 1912. 
 
 "A few miles out of Wasliiiigton, on a high slope overloking the 
 Potomac, lives a woman whom the whole world "delighteth to honoT." 
 
 On looking into the serene eyes and placid face of the Clara Barton 
 of today it is difficult to realize that the greater part of her life has been 
 spent upon tattle fields, at scenes of horror and suffering, and among 
 wounded, starving, homeless men and women. As she moves slowly 
 about the roomy house and old-fashioned garden of her home at Glen 
 Echo, just beyond the district line, a gently bent, shadowy figure in 
 soft purple, she seems so the embodiment of peace that it is hard to 
 associate her name with the thought of war and bloodshed. She seems 
 always to have looked out upon the woods and meadows, rather than 
 into the faces of dying soldiers, and to have smelled only fresh country 
 air instead of the smoke of battle. And yet the pitying sweetness 
 which fills her eyes and the sympathetic lines which have been drawn 
 about her mouth, bear witness to a long intimacy with suffering and 
 death. 
 
 "Miss Barton is now nearly 90 years old, a fact which is in every 
 way belied by her appearance, except for the slight stoop in the shoul- 
 ders, which seems someway to have come more from bending over 
 sick beds than from the weight of years. Her hair is heavy and still 
 dark, save for a little touch of white over each ear, and it is worn 
 parted and rolled quaintly back in the fashion she has followed for 
 many years." 
 
 American Womanhood Bow Before Her. 
 Buffalo (N. y.) Courier, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Just after the plush curtains parted at the Republi.? thoatre this 
 afternoon, disclosing to a large audience a tableau of Clara Barton, 
 posed by Miss Anna Tinker, as a Red Cross nurse holding a wounded 
 soldier in her arms, announcement of the reath of the celebrated army 
 nurse was made. 
 
 The audience, which was composed largely of member.^ of the 
 Women's Political union, bowed their heads as a silent tribute to the 
 woman who advocated "votes for women" on the platform of the first 
 national suffrage convention in this country." 
 
 To Be in Memorial for Famous Women. 
 
 Calumet (Mich.) News, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "The death of Clara Barton has given fresh impetus to the pro. 
 posal to erect a monument to the memory of the loyal women of the 
 Civil war, which will become an enduring reality if congress enacts 
 into law a joint resolution introduced by Elihu Root of New York in 
 the Senate and James L. Slayden of Texas in the house. 
 
 This spirit is the spirit of the Red Cross, and for this reason the 
 memorial is to be given to the Red Cross in perpetuity for its head- 
 quarters in Washington. 
 
 Toward the carrying out of this purpose the commandry has 
 pledged itself to secure and give the sum of $300,000, on condition 
 that congress appropriate an equal amount as a contribution of the 
 United States toward the purchase of a suitable site in the city of 
 Washington, the improvement of the grounds, etc. 
 
 Thus the memorial will be made truly national, the tribute of all 
 the people to the saored memory of the loyal women of the war. The 
 Red Cross, on its part, is to agree to secure an endowment fund, the 
 income of which will be sufficient to maintain the building for all 
 time." 
 
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Majestic In Simplicity, Yet World's Greatest. 
 Sacramento (Col.) Union, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "One of the world's greatest. 
 
 There was a wonderful majesty in the simplicity of her charac- 
 ter. Her memory will he revered as long as the noble institution she 
 created continues under other hands to minister to the needs of suf- 
 fering humanity." 
 
 Most Renowned of Time. 
 
 Minneapolis (Minn.) Tribune, April 13, 1912. 
 "Clara Barton was one of the most renowned women of her time." 
 
 International Figure of Mercy. 
 New York Tribune, April 13, 1912. 
 "American Red Cross founder ends life of sacrifice. Was known 
 for her zeal. Works of mercy in war and peace made her an interna- 
 tional figure." 
 
 No Greater Sweet-Faced Human Blessing in World's History. 
 Topeka (Kan.) Daily Capital, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "But we question whether there ha.? been any man or woman in 
 the whole world's history who has been a greater blessing to man- 
 kind than the sweet-faced old woman who died the other day." 
 
 Her Plea for Women. 
 Richmond (Va.) Journal, April 17, 1912. 
 
 "But Clara Barton was a woman of large vision and great heart. 
 She answered the call of the world for service in its broadest, truest 
 sense and when the infirmities of age were upon her, and her ability 
 to serve was restricted, she sent this message, which needs no com- 
 ment and no interpretation, to her soldiers. It says: 
 
 "When you were weak and I was strong, I tolled for you. Now 
 you are strong, and I am weak. Because of my work for you, I ask 
 your aid. I ask the ballot for myself and my sex. As I stood by you, 
 I pray you stand by me and mine." 
 
 Love's Admiral — The Red Cross Flagship. 
 
 Watertown (N. Y.) Reunion, April 17, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Barton was in command of the first ship to enter Santiago 
 
 after its capture — a delicate and worthy compliment to her noble work. 
 
 It was a Red Cross boat with a cargo of food for the starving town." 
 
 "A Ministering Angel" 
 Atlanta (Ga.) Constitution, April 14, 1912. 
 "Clara Barton, whose death occurred this week, was a visitor to 
 Atlanta during the exposition as the guest of Mrs. Loulie Gordon, 
 now Mrs. John Donaldson, of Bainbridge, Ga. She was among the 
 many noted women who spoke here at that time, her theme, 'The 
 Ministering Angel.'' She urged the organization of women's clubs, 
 nurses' associations and training schools for nurses, there being at 
 that time few organizations of that kind. Today there are seventy, 
 four women's organizations in Atlanta, more than half of them for 
 philanthropic purposes." 
 
 To Be Called Blessed as Long as Stars Shine at Night. 
 Tulsa (Okla.) World, April 14, 1912. 
 "As long as stars shine at night will this great nurse be callefi 
 blessed, for goodness is imperishable," 
 
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To Be the Ideal of Every Child. 
 
 Woonsocket (R. I.) Call, April 16, 1912. 
 
 "It is fitting that America should honor this great woman of hers. 
 Monuments and endowments are the physical testimonials, but they 
 do not express the entire obligation. The life of Clara Barton should 
 be familiairized to every child. Her history and work should be as 
 well laiown to the young of the nation as those of the great presi- 
 dents. It ought to be taught in the public schools for the enlighten- 
 ment of all pupils, boys and girls, that they may understand the work 
 of the Red Cross and realize how great a task for humanity was un- 
 dertaken and accomplished by a weak woman." 
 
 The Soldier's Sweetheart. 
 
 "And no less heartfelt is 'the boys' love icv her. At the en- 
 campment In Boston three years ago. Miss Barton sat on the platform 
 at one of the meetings with some other ladies. At the close of the 
 meeting she stopped to speak to some friends and was detained a few 
 moments until nearly every one had left the stage. As she came 
 down the steps at last, and walked slowly up tthe aisle, chatting with 
 General Shafter, she suddenly saw the great audience, composed al- 
 most entirely of old soldiers, had not stfrred. As she advanced they 
 rose to their feet tumultuously, and a voice cried: 
 
 "Three cheers for Clara Barton!" 
 
 They were given by voices hoarse with feeling. Then some one 
 shouted: 
 
 "Tiger!" 
 
 But before it could be given another voice oried: 
 
 "No!' Sweetheart!" 
 
 And then the grizzled men whose lives she had helped to save 
 broke into uproar and tears together, while the little bent woman 
 smiled back at them with a love as true as any sweetheart's." 
 
 Glorious Daughter of the Republic. 
 Buffalo (N. Y.) Inquirer, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "That angel of mercy, that valorous, self-sacrificing and glorious 
 daughter of the republic, the 'American Florence Nightingale,' be- 
 loved Clara Barton, the founder of the Red Cross organization in this 
 country, has passed to her reward, dying yesterday at the ripe old 
 age of ninety years. In the little town of Oxford, Massachusetts, it 
 was her good fortune to be bom on the anniversary of the birth of 
 the Redeemer, and on Christmas day, 1911, the world united in paying 
 her affectionate tributes." 
 
 One of the Immortal Conquerors of War. 
 
 Brooklyn (N. Y.) Citizen, April 16, 1912. 
 
 "And it speaks well for the tone of public sentiment that she be- 
 comes one of the immortals because of her work to mitigate the hor- 
 rors of wair." 
 
 The Dashing Abandon of the Greatest of Amerijcan Women. 
 Pawtucket (R. I.) Times, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton's death, at 91, was peaceful and natural, though 
 she had braved the bullets on the battle field with the abandon of a 
 dashing cavalry leader. Overruling Providence seemed to interpose 
 its hand between her and the perils of war and epidemic alike for a 
 high and splendid purpose. This greatest of American women was 
 more to three generations than history can easily recount." 
 
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A MILENNIUM MAKER. 
 
 Buffalo (N. Y.) News, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "Few men or women since time begun have done so much to 
 establish a proper sense of the value of human life as Clara Barton. 
 Where war destroyed she sought to save. While others, impotent in 
 their pity, recoiled from the horror of great catastrophes, she was the 
 first to rush forward for the salvation of humanity. Fever, flood, 
 famine and the wreck of battle have been stripped of half their pain 
 and terror by her courageous hand. 
 
 It is under the leadership of such great spirits as Clara Barton 
 that the world moves forward to the Golden Age, the mythical Millen- 
 nium which is over a thousand years ahead." 
 
 Clara Barton's Spirit and the Poor Chinese IVlother's Benediction. 
 Utica (N. Y.) Observer, April 17, 1912. 
 
 "We learn from an Associated Press despatch that the American 
 Red Cross Society, which Miss Clara Barton founded and to which 
 she gave the best years of her active life, cabled yesterday the sum 
 of $12,000 to China for the relief of the famine sufferers in the new 
 Republic. This amount, which was collected from New York, makes 
 a total of $136,000 sent by the Society since January 1. 
 
 And as some poor Chinese mother succors her helpless children 
 with the food which Clara Barton's spirit has made available can you 
 not imagine her kneeling to her little stone idol and praying to all 
 the gods of Paganism to make sweet the repose of this American 
 woman who had already finished her earthly pilgrimage." 
 
 Noblest Recorded Task in Human History. 
 Albany (N.Y.) Press-Knickerbocker, April 14, 1912. 
 "No nobler service than hers is recorded in history." 
 
 Leader of Men. 
 New York (N. Y.) Examiner, April 18, 1912. 
 "When the Red Cross was established in this country, mainly by 
 her efforts, during President Arthur's administation, she became its 
 president, and served as such during the next tv/enty-three years. 
 Finally she was forced out of that position in May, 1904. She was 
 a woman of rare executive ability. Everything she did was performed 
 in a masterly and businesslike way. It is said of her that she had 
 a faculty for seeing what needed to be done and how to do it. Having 
 been left with an independent fortune by her father, she never accept- 
 ed any remuneration for her services, and it was estimated by an 
 ex-secretary of the Red Cross, when defending her in the unpleasant 
 ness with President Roosevelt — who did not shine in the controversy 
 which led to her retirement — that she had put the equivalent of half 
 a million dollars into the society." 
 
 Army Nurses Enshrine Her Forever. 
 Boston (Mass.) Transcript, April 17, 1912. 
 "The Army Nurse Association of Massachusetts, of which the 
 late Clara Barton, founder of the American Red Cross, was an hon- 
 orary member since its organization, is deeply grieved at the loss of 
 their beloved associate by death. The association was represented 
 at the funeral by its president, Mrs. Fannie T. Hazen of Cambridge. 
 Resolutions have been adopted by the army nurses to provide for per- 
 petual decoration of Miss Barton's resting place with the flag she 
 loved and served under from 1861 to 1865, that its folds may wave, 
 summer and winter, in loving remembrance of the glorious work for 
 humanity accomplished during her long life." 
 
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Mill'ions Amazed at Her (>ower. Born in Worcester County Simplicity. 
 
 Worcester (Mass.) Telegram, April 16, 1912. 
 "It is fitting that Oxford be the burial place of Clara Barton, 
 There was the beginning of the frail body and there is kept what re- 
 mains in this life. 'She is the greatest woman of the world,' said Gen- 
 eral Shafter of the United States army. There is no better resting 
 place for the greatest than in one of the typical towns of Worcester 
 county, in the midst of the simple life which produced the best. The 
 value of that life has been spread all over the world. Men who have 
 observed and written of the wonderful work have been amazed at the 
 power of the small woman. They have regarded the humble begin- 
 ning. Millions of others will regard the simplicity of the end. That 
 attention of the world will enhance the value of the simple life. It 
 was long and so full of stirring incident that all the books will not 
 record the whole of it." 
 
 Peer of All War Lords. 
 Buffalo (N. Y.) Courier, April 13, 1912. 
 "Of the names of American women few are as illustrious as that 
 of Clara Barton. 
 
 Her fame will be as permanent as that of the leaders of the great 
 military struggles she witnessed, and her memory will be honored 
 lastingly." 
 
 Life Given to Thousands. Her IVlonument — Noblest Service in History. 
 Albany (N. Y.) Press-Knickerbocker, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Bairton needs no monument. Her fame is written on the 
 world's battlefields, and wherever there have been suffering and pes- 
 tilence, famine and death for nearly two generations. She dies just 
 as the half century of her relief work in the Civil War is rounded out. 
 
 Throughout the world monuments uncounted have been erected 
 to men whose only claim to fame was that they laid waste and mur- 
 dered. Clara Barton built up. She softened sorrow. She brought 
 back to life thousands upon many fields of carnage. No nobler ser- 
 vice than hers is recorded in history." 
 
 Grand Heroic Figure of Her Time. 
 Buffalo (N. Y.) Express, April 13, 1912. 
 "She was one of the grand, heroic figures of her time, and no list 
 of the noblest women of history would be complete which did not 
 contain the name of Clara Barton." 
 
 Friend to All the World. 
 Grand Rapids (Mich.) Press, April 13, 1912. 
 "The world lost a friend when Clara Barton died. Probably the 
 great war nurse would have asked no higher title than just that — 
 friend of the world. The loftiest eloquence could give her none that 
 more clearly expresses the keynote of her life. Humanity is richer 
 for her having lived. A nobler epitaph no man or women ever 
 earned." 
 
 Clara Barton's Miniistering Hands. 
 Des Moines (la.) Capital, April 13, 1912. 
 "These hands have ministered." 
 
 "Link the announcement with the name of Clara Barton and a 
 sense of loss pervades the world. Why? Because here is a name 
 which since a time when the memory of man runneth not has stood 
 for personal service, deeds of mercy, missions of helpfulness." 
 
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Of Whom the World is Not Worthy. 
 
 Grand Rapids (Mich.) Herald, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Do not the accomplishments of Clara Barton, who yesterday- 
 crossed the bar, put most of us to shame? Shall we say that there 
 are no opportunities in our lives to be helpful to one another, when 
 one lone woman could attract unto herself the affections of a world 
 and do it just by being kind? May we not take a lesson from the 
 death of the founder of the American Red Cross Society? Shall we 
 not be better men and women if we do? 
 
 As the world brings Its roses to the bier of Clara Barton, may 
 the world take inspiration from the beauties of the life of a woman 
 who found greatest glory in service to humanity. 
 
 She leaves no multiplying millions as her gift to those who follow 
 on. No mighty libraries or imposing laboratories carry her name as 
 an epitaph of fame. Hers were not the ordinary tools of life — and 
 certainly not of women. 
 
 Yet her place is as secure in history as can be any one human 
 being's. Her work was of the flesh and blood — living things. The 
 tablets to her memory are carried in the hearts of men — living things. 
 Such accomplishments are wonderful as life itself. 
 
 Wherever the red cross shall bring its succoring radiance down 
 the avenue of years to come, whether on the blood-steeped field of 
 battle or in the land of plague and famine there the sweet memory 
 of Clara Barton will shine as a heavenly star. There new works of 
 flesh and blood — living things — will be dedicated to her name. There 
 new tablets of affection will be inscribed to her in human hearts- 
 living things. 
 
 This is the life accomplishment of one woman! 
 
 Is it not an inspiration? 
 
 For fifty years she has been the world's foremost figure in the 
 most humane and yet the most difficult and dangerous of missions — 
 the ministration to suffering where suffering would otherwise know 
 no alleviation. 
 
 On the battlefields of the Rebellion her hands bound up the 
 wounds of the injured brave. 
 
 The candles of her charity lighted the gloom of death for the 
 heroes of Antietam and Fredericksburg. 
 
 Across the waters of the ocean, her sweet labors followed the 
 flag of the saintly red cross through the Franco-Prussian war. 
 
 When stricken Armenia cried out for help in 1896, it was Clara 
 Barton who led the relief corps of salvation and sustinence. 
 
 A woman leading in answering the responsibility of civilization 
 to the world! 
 
 When McKinley's khaki boys struck the iron from Cuba's band- 
 age, it was Clara Barton — in her seventy-seventh year — who followed 
 to the fever ridden tropics to lead in the relief work on Spanish battle 
 grounds. 
 
 She is known wherever man appreciates humanity." 
 
 Transfigured IVIother of Red Cross and Peace. 
 Unity Chicago, April 18, 1912. 
 
 "At last the Maiden Mother of the Red Cross Society has come to 
 her transfiguration. The frail and, physically speaking, insignificant, 
 little woman, who accomplished what crowned heads failed in, who 
 accomplished what belted and spurred knights of the sword could 
 not, lived out her ninety years of mortal time. She lived to hear the 
 bells of peace ringing out the death knell of war, the first stroke of 
 which was rung when a woman's hand pulled the rope." 
 
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Most Perfect Incarnation of Mercy. 
 Detroit (Mich.) Free Bress, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "She was perhaps the most perfect ijncarnatlon of mercy the 
 modern world has known, she became the founder of the most signifi- 
 cant and widespread philanthropic movement of the age, a movement 
 that already has become an intrinsic part of world civilization. 
 
 The earth has little need for more religious doctrine or fOir new 
 prophets. It already has enough sects and creeds to serve it until 
 tlie conclusion of things. But the earth never can have enough wo- 
 men like Clara Barton, embodiment of tha one vital principle of all 
 religion, love for humanity." 
 
 Honored by All 'the World. Deeds Honor Country's Flag. 
 Outlook, New York, April 20, 1912. 
 
 "Pour months ago messages of friendly greeting reached Clara 
 Barton in celebration of her ninetieth birthday; on Friday of last 
 week she died at her Maryland home, honored by all the world. 
 
 It is understating the fact to say that through Clara Barton's 
 initiative, encouragement, and example many thousands of destitute 
 and suffering people have been helped and comforted. Her deeds lend 
 honor to her country's name." 
 
 Her Last Message of Good Will to All the World. 
 
 Jamestown (N. Y.) Jomrnal, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Barton celebrated her ninetieth birthday last Christmas, 
 and on the previous day she sent this message to the Associated 
 Press: 
 
 "Please deliver for me a message of peace and good will to all the 
 world for Christmas. I am feeling much better today and have every 
 hope of spending a pleasant and joyful Christmas, when I will cele- 
 brate my ninetieth birthday." 
 
 None More Known or Loved. 
 Buffalo (N. Y.) Commercial, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "No person engaged in humanitarian work was better known or 
 more sincerely loved than Clara Barton." 
 
 Her Incalculable Good. 
 Pueblo (Colo.) Star-Journal, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "As a nurse during the Civil War she performed invaluable service, 
 and during other wars in various countries the oganization which she 
 founded did not neglect to care for the sick and wounded soldiers, 
 and in this work no foes were recognized, the work being done for 
 suffering humanity. "Work of the Red Cross Society has not been con. 
 fined to the battlefield, but has been freely tendered in every great 
 calamity, whether by flood, fire or famine. "The amount of good accom- 
 plished by this organization is incalculable and credit for much of it 
 is due to the indefatigable labors of Miss Barton." 
 
 An Enrichment to Heaven. 
 Indianapolis (Ind.) Sun, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "We have an idea that when the angels in heaven heard that 
 Clara Barton was coming they busied themselves m setting the house 
 in even a little better order, for it isn't every day that such a soul 
 ia welcomed." 
 
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The End of Clara Barton's Unparalleled Life. 
 Cleveland (Ohio) Plain Dealer, April 13, 1912. 
 "Clara Ba;rton gave her life to humanity, and humanity mourns 
 at her death. It is given to few people to work so long or so effect- 
 ively for the alleviation of human suffering. Miss Barton deserves 
 to be ranked among the great women of the world. 
 
 Clara Barton's life was a benediction. Her death ends a career 
 which has no parallel in American history." 
 
 In Highest of Seats on Earth and Among Heaven's BIg-Hearted. 
 Roanoke (Va.) News, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "It there be any preferential places in heaven surely Florence 
 Nightingale and Clara Barton will occupy two of the highest seats. 
 
 Few lives have been longer and none have been more useful, 
 more peaceful or more beautiful. No possible book could tell the good 
 she has done, the wretchedness she has relieved. The good God 
 sends us people like that now and then to maintain our faith in 
 humanity and our love for our fellow creatures. Miss Barton loved 
 everything that lived and pitied with her big heart everything that 
 was suffering. She had some reward in the fact that every human 
 thing living that knew of her loved her and honored her and that 
 when her clean soul ascended it was accompanied by the spoken or 
 unspoken prayer for all who suffered, whether they had or had not 
 come under her administration." 
 
 Practical Doer of Mercy on World's Stricken Fields. 
 Richmond (Va.) Leader, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "An angel of mercy has gone back to the heaven that sent her. 
 A really great woman is dead. 
 
 She recognized that the world and men must be dealt with as 
 they are and as God made them, rather than as one might fancy they 
 ought to be. Instead, therefore, of discoursing about the wickedness 
 of war and prattling platitudes about universal peace, she devoted her 
 life to ameliorating the horrors of war throughout the world; and 
 on the stricken field of every country and every clime, wounded and 
 dying men have received her ministrations and called her blessed. 
 Instead of plaguing the world, she served it. 
 
 Let all flags fly at half mast, and all the world stand reverently 
 with uncovered head. A good woman and a great woman that served 
 mankind is dead." 
 
 Her First Call to Unrivalled Service. 
 Baltimore (Md.) News, April 13, 1912. 
 "When the Sixth Massachusetts, bruised and battered from its 
 march through the streets of Baltimore, reached Washington it hap- 
 pened that a woman named Clara Barton saw forty of the wounded 
 soldiers taken to the hospital. The regiment was from her own state. 
 She visited the men, to give them such aid as she could. 
 
 That visit was the beginning of a long career of humanitarian 
 influence that has had no rival except in Florence Nightingale's." 
 
 Led Women in Immortal Path to Greatness. 
 
 Chicago (111.) Inter-Ocean, April 14, 1912. 
 "Under all conditions the women who gain and keep the heights 
 most worth the winning, the women at the mention of whose name 
 the world stands with uncovered head, will be those who follow, aS 
 Clara Barton did, the immortal path that leads to womanly greatness 
 —the path of love, self-sacrifice and service." 
 
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Her Force of Character. 
 
 Utlca (N. Y.) Observer, April 13, 1912. 
 "Antagonisms she encountered, very naturally; few women or 
 men of her force of character would not. But in all of them she 
 bore herself with a poise that lost for her no friends. She sleeps in 
 the kindly memories of those who have known of her ministrations 
 and who live to praise the work that she did in organizing in this 
 country, the work now so admirably performed the world over wher- 
 ever civilization has penetrated." 
 
 Guiding Genius of Red Cross. 
 Savannah (Ga.) News, April 13, 1912. 
 "Universal regret will be felt at the announcement of the death 
 of Clara Barton, who for so many years was the guiding genius of the 
 Red Cross movement. Miss Barton lived long enough to see her splen- 
 did idea for the amelioration of human suffering adopted throughout 
 the civilized world. The insignia of the Red Cross is recognized and 
 respected the world over and its ministrations treach millions of people. 
 To Clara Barton is due the credit of having perfected the organiza- 
 tion." 
 
 Greatest Follower of Christ's Gleam. 
 
 New Brunswick (N. J.) News, April 13, 1912. 
 "Has there ever been one who so truly followed the Divine ex- 
 ample and precept?" 
 
 Greatest Example of the Nation's IVIercy. 
 Columbus (Ohio) Dispatch, April 13, 1912. 
 "Miss Barton, more truly than any other individual, represented 
 the mercy and magnanimity of the nation, its helpfulness of the 
 fallen whatever the cause." 
 
 Our Greatest National Heroine. 
 Literary Digest, New York City, April 27, 1912. 
 "ft is as our greatest national heroine and the equal of any sol- 
 dier or statesman of the Civil War that Clara Barton appears to many 
 of the editors who sum up her career. 
 
 Will the life of any future woman, "with all the franchises and 
 liberties which the future grants," wonders the Detroit Journal, 
 "accomplish a work like that done by this woman of the past gener- 
 ations?" 
 
 PASSING OF CLARA BARTON 
 
 Eternal Inspiration to Girlhood. 
 
 Winnipeg (Man.) Free Press, April 19, 1912. 
 
 "A certain girls' club-room in this city has a picture, or rather, 
 three pictures In one frame. The first is Frances Willard, the sec- 
 ond of Florence Nightingale, and the third of Clara Barton. One by 
 one they have completed their mission, and now comes word that the 
 last of the trio is dead. Surely they are worthy of their reward and 
 surely history could have supplied no greater inspiration to the girl- 
 hood of today than the lives of these great women. 
 
 Clara Barton might properly be called the Florence Nightingale 
 of America. Like her British prototype her works of mercy were not 
 confined to her native land, but were carried even into the eastern 
 hemisphere. She will be written down in history as the founder of 
 the Red Cross in America, but her powerful personality also made an 
 indelible impression upon the international organization itself." 
 
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Greatest of Women In World. 
 Pittsburg (Pa.) Sun, April 13, 1912. 
 "By her ministrations since then to those in need of comfort she 
 won a fame that places her in the records of time as one of the world's 
 greatest women." 
 
 Nation's Medical Profession Bow Before Her Incalculable Service. 
 
 Monroe (La.) News-Star, April 22, 1912. 
 "The Journal of the American Medical Association says that it 
 would be difficult to enumerate even briefly the items of Miss Bar- 
 ton's public service." 
 
 Bordentown's Tribute to l-ler as Founder of Her Public Schools. 
 Borden town (N. J.) Register, April 19, 1912. 
 "That our city was at one time the field of her endeavors in an- 
 other line is something to be proud of; something to hand down the 
 memory thereof to our children's children, for their humanitarian 
 uplift. The building which housed her in her efforts for popular edu- 
 cation is still standing, along with historic landmarks, and suffering 
 too, with the Hopkinson property and the old cemetery, from the 
 neglect so characteristic of this section. God pity the country that 
 has no history and also the people with no appreciation for its past!" 
 
 Peer of Caesar and Napoleon. 
 
 Kennebunk (Me.) Star, April 19, 1912. 
 "The Caesars and Napoleons have made a great deal of noise in 
 the world and incidentally many widows and orphans and a vast 
 amount of suffering. The world would have been better off without 
 them, but much worse off without its Clara Bartons and Florence 
 Nightingales." 
 
 General-in-Chief of Women — Famed Forever. 
 Tampa (Fla.) Tribune, April 20, 1912. 
 "On the same principle as Grant, Lee and other commanders 
 emerged from obscurity to fame, through sheer ability, so Clara Bar- 
 ton became an tacitly-acknowledged general-in-chief of the women 
 around her — the woman, who, of all women, was best fitted to consoli- 
 date the movement for relief of suffering. 
 
 Her history is written in the hearts of her countrymen and coun- 
 trywomen. Her fame will live throughout the ages." 
 
 To Be Recognized Immortally. 
 Phoenix (Ariz.) Republican, April 20, 1912. 
 "Miss Barton's life work entitles her to recognition for all time." 
 
 No Other Woman So Honored By World. 
 
 Santa Ana (Cal.) Register, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Barton's career since the dark days of '61 has been filled 
 with devotion to a cause greater than almost any other humanitarian 
 movement of the world's history, the founding of the Red Cross 
 Society. 
 
 "No other American woman was ever so honored by the world 
 powers as Miss Barton. She had personal letters from nearly every 
 crowned head of Europe of the last thirty years. The honors and 
 decorations which have been bestowed upon her make a long list, 
 including medals and other insignia of royal decorations with diplomas 
 of honor and embossed resolutions from different state legislatures 
 and foreign governments." 
 
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A Cathol'ic's Estimate. 
 Boston (Mass.) Pilot, April 20, 1912. 
 
 "The aged woman whose death a few days ago was chronicled in 
 all the nations of the world needs no eulogy. Her work for suffering 
 humanity, whether on the battle field or in the regions where famine, 
 fire, flood or disease wrought havoc is an endearing monument. 
 
 Massachusetts surely can take a special pride in the fact that she 
 is a daughter of the old Bay State and not the least of the glories 
 thereof. But one state, one country, indeed, cannot lay claim to one 
 who has been aptly called a second Florence Nightingale. 
 
 While her name will be associated more closely with the history 
 of her native country on account of the part she played in the Civil 
 War, yet her work for the Red Cross and the charity exercised by her 
 in almost all the foreign countries duing the times of their heaviest 
 afflictions has written her name large on the page of universal 
 history. 
 
 There have been in the history of human sorrows thousands who 
 blessed the name of this heroic woman whose love of humanity, whose 
 Christian charity brought consolation to the bed of pain. In her life, 
 as we read it, there was no attempt at self-glorification. The victims 
 of war and all the other ills of earth needed her help and she gave 
 herself unstintingly with little thought of reward. 
 
 And now a grateful world pays Its last tribute to her. May it 
 enshrine her name for the years to come as an example of patriotism 
 and charity to a younger generation." 
 
 Over-Towers All American Women and Unparalleled in All History. 
 York (Pa.) Gazette, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "Not only did she tower far above all the women of her native 
 land. History must be searched with great care to locate any woman 
 of any time or nationality deserving of a place by her side. While 
 we have the records of noble women who in their day and generation 
 did much in the same general way that Clara Barton did, to her must 
 he given the credit of perfecting an organization which may carry 
 on the good work begun by her long after she is but a sweet and 
 holy memory. 
 
 The Baltimore Sun sums up the activities of her long and useful 
 life in the following tribute, which is rightly deserved: 
 
 "Unquestionably the greatest national figure among American 
 women, she labored and asked neither compensation nor reward other 
 than love of her people. Like a patriotic soldier she responded in the 
 youth of her womanhood to the call for service to others, and, work of 
 blessing accomplished, retired quietly to private life. And her works 
 as the years unroll them, how great and glorious they seem! Far in 
 the distance stands the relief work on battlefield and in hospitals of 
 the Civil War, then the long years of pleading and personal effort to 
 secure the nation's union with other powers in the treaty of Geneva. 
 Quickly following came her work in the series of disasters which 
 opened with forest fires In Michigan in 1881." 
 
 Tlie Soul of the Red Cross. 
 Onset (Mass.) Times, April 20, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton was a striking instance of the success of self-help. 
 She did not begin the work that made her famous in the annals of 
 humanity with a great organization behind her. She started it alone; 
 yet she was organization itself. 
 
 Clara Barton waited tor no society to be formed, and issued no 
 appeal preliminary to beginning her work.'' 
 
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A Missionary of the Cross. 
 
 Rutland (Vt.) Herald, April 20, 1912. 
 
 "She was a missionary whose example taught a lesson that will 
 last as long as humanity remains subject to affliction. 
 
 Lister and Baffton, in the storied urns which mortal dust supply, 
 rest thee among the immortal names that were not horn to die." 
 
 Her Slumbering Flame. 
 
 Buffalo (N. Y.) Express, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Barton was a soft-voiced, retiring little woman, yet when 
 
 the need arose for great activities there seemed to be slumbering 
 
 fires under the calm exterior, and she had a way of approaching her 
 
 work in the most telling manner." 
 
 Her Legacy. 
 
 Birmingham (Ala.) Age-Herald, April 14, 1912. 
 "Clara Barton bequeathed to the world a glorious heritage, and 
 her name will live when those of mortal heroes shall have been for- 
 gotten." 
 
 Clana Barton's Integer Vitae. 
 New Orleans (La.) Item, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "The extreme fullness of mortal days was never granted to bet- 
 ter purpose to any man or woman than to Clara Barton, who Aied 
 Friday morning at the age of 90. 
 
 Fashions of thought and creed change with the years, and there 
 have been many changes in the world and many women acting parts 
 on the public stage since Clara Barton, founder of the American Red 
 Cross Society, began her work of mercy; but through all these years, 
 in spite of her retiring nature and shrinking from mere publicity, 
 she remained probably the best known woman in America, certainly 
 one of the best beloved. 
 
 Long before peace congresses and arbitration treaties were 
 thought of, this woman prepared the way and planted the first seeds 
 of kindness and mercy on the battlefield. The honor which the world 
 pays her today, and has paid her all through life, is proof that, how- 
 ever much we seem to lose our bearings in the distractions of tempo- 
 rary things, the world still holds at heart the eternal verities." 
 
 Before Her Czars Stoop and Senators Bend. 
 Meriden (Conn.) Record, April 19, 1912. 
 
 "When Clara Barton was presented to the Czar in 1902, she 
 stooped to kiss his hand by the custom of the country. 
 
 "Not you. Miss Barton," he said, and he shook her hand in Amer. 
 ican fashion. 
 
 The idea of having women go to the front was not welcomed by 
 the officials, but she managed to go through to the headquarters of 
 General Butler in Virginia. There, first of all, she accomplished her 
 brother's release, then started upon the work to which she had com- 
 mitted herself. 
 
 The late Senator Hoar was asked who he thought was the great- 
 est woman living, and replied unhesitatingly, "Clara Barton." 
 
 Most Beloved and Respected Citizen of America. 
 
 Beaumont (Tex.) Journal, April 13, 1912. 
 "Yesterday morning, in the ninetieth year of her age, Clara Bar- 
 ton passed to her reward and removed from America her most be- 
 loved and respected citizen." 
 
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World's Guardian Angel to be Revered to the End of the World. 
 Pueblo (Col.) Chieftan, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "The world has lost a guardian angel and a Christianlike spirit. 
 Clara Barton is dead. Healing the sick and caring for the dying. Miss 
 Barton lived the life which comes near unto that the Saviour hy His 
 sojourn on earth taught. 
 
 While we have been made poorer by her passing. Miss Barton 
 left a legacy of far griater value than all the gold in the land. She 
 has left the Red Cross, an Institution of her own creation, to per- 
 petuate her good name and deeds and generation after generation to 
 the end of the world will worship her memory." 
 
 No Approximate in Woman's Service to the Race. 
 
 Sacramento (Cal.) Union, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Undoubtedly history will speak of Miss Barton as one of the 
 world's great women. We know of no other whose achievements 
 even approximate hers if her life's work is to be judged by the ser- 
 vice rendered. 
 
 There was a wonderful majesty in the simplicity of her character. 
 Her memory will be revered as long as the noble institution she 
 created continues under other hands to minister to the needs of suf- 
 fering humanity." 
 
 The Queen of the New Internationalism. 
 
 New York (N. Y.) Globe, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "More justly than the man who first made the remark, Clara Bar- 
 ton could have said: "The world is my country, and do good my 
 religion." Her allegiance ran to the whole of mankind. She was a 
 true cosmopolite, although in visible aspect seemingly a New England 
 provincial. She not only reached but practiced the new internation- 
 alism. She represented the spirit that knows not race, nor color, 
 nor country, nor creed, nor sex, nor any other thing when the cry of 
 human need is heard. As such she did a great work in lessening the 
 horrors of war, but a greater one in destroying the jealousy, sus- 
 picion, and enmity out of which war proceeds. Give the world 
 enough Clara Bartons and the brotherhood of man will be ushered in. 
 Universal peace will be established without it being necessary to say 
 a word in advocacy." 
 
 Out-w/eighs All War Makers. 
 Duluth (Minn.) Herald, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Put in one side of the balance the soul of Clara Barton, who 
 gave her life to the relief of soldiers in the field, and who was the 
 animating spirit of a movement that has spread over the battlefields 
 of the world a message of mercy and helpfulness that has soothed 
 the sick, healed the wounded and cheered tthe last moments of the 
 dying. 
 
 Put in the other side of the balance the souls of a thousand states- 
 men who have coolly plotted war of conquest and empire, calmly 
 sending men to their death that commercial greed and the sinister 
 ambitions of royal houses might be satisfied. 
 
 Who can doubt how that balance will be judged in the just arbit- 
 rament of Eternal .Justice? 
 
 That one unspotted women's soul which reflects the glory of the 
 gratitude of afilicted millions shall weigh more than the bloodstained 
 souls of the thousand makers of war who shed the blood and spent 
 the treasure of others — but never their own,'' 
 
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Her Work Immeasurable and Ageless. 
 
 San Jose (Cal.) Herald, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The Red Cross, so firmly established in Europe and America by 
 two eminent women, will go on until the millenium, it necessary, or 
 until at least men have turned their swords into plowshares and peace 
 and brotherhood are abroad in the world. 
 
 No one can adequately measure the usefulness which this extra- 
 ordinary woman contributed to humanity." 
 Genius of the New Internationalism, Before Whom the Armed World 
 
 Grounds Arms. 
 Madison (Wis.) Journal, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "She lived to heal the w^ounds of war; to carry to the battlefield 
 the high spirit of applied Christianity. 
 
 She has done what soldiers cannot do; she has taught the world 
 that it is nobler to love life than to take life; that the great brother- 
 hood of mankind and the great nation of nations is more glorious 
 than a segregated patriotism. Before the growing strength and power 
 of her sweet spirit the armies of the world shall some day halt and 
 ground aa-ms." 
 
 Staunched Wounds In Past and Red Cross in Future Her Memorial. 
 Sioux Palls (S. D.) Press, April 14,1912. 
 
 "There aire old soldiers, veterans of the American, German and 
 French battlefields, who still live and tell with tear-dimmed eyes of 
 her work among the wounded and the dying. Perhaps it is to these 
 men that the grief of the present moment is most poignant. 
 
 Her monument is the sign of the Red Cross which stands out 
 in bold relief on the white enameled sides of the ambulances we see 
 hurrying through the busy street cities, on the coat sleeves of the 
 men in the medical relief branches of the army and their white robed 
 sisters in the work. For she made this internationally recognized 
 insignia of mercy what it is in America today." 
 
 Octogenarian Perched on a Gun CarHlage Giving Orders of Mercy in 
 
 Cuba. 
 
 Lexington (Ky.) Herald, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "We know of no more striking picture in the history of American 
 wairfare than this old woman, then nearly eighty years of age, doing 
 daily tasks beyond the strength of stalwart men. We have heard 
 soldiers, who faced death even eyed, tell with quivering voice of her 
 services before the battle of Santiago, when perched on a gun car- 
 riage she gave directions to the doctors and the nurses." 
 
 Her Splendor Defies Computation. 
 Joplin (Mo.) Globe, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton, who has just died, will hold one of the finest 
 places in history accorded to a woman. She was one of the world's 
 "mtoistering angels." The splendor of her life's service defies com- 
 putation; it serenely transcends estimate. 
 
 An emperor decorated her with the "Iron Cross." Thousands of 
 soldiers have died breathing her name in prayer as their last utter- 
 ance. While thousands more have lived to call her blessed. 
 
 The, world's mighty farewell to her in countlese tongues, wherein 
 prince and peasant join, is of a volume that imaginably reaches the 
 welcoming acclaim that greets her as she passes through the portals 
 into immortality," 
 
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Peer of Florence Nightingale Surpassed by the Divine Master Alone. 
 Jacksonville (Pla.) Times-Union, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton, wlio now rests from her labors, has been called 
 the Florence Nightingale ct America. Such a designation is unjust. 
 Florence Nightingale was a noble woman and deserves credit tor 
 starting a work of the kind that Clara Barton afterwards took up. 
 But the American woman's work was so much more extensive and 
 BO much more prolonged that she deserves primacy in her field. 
 
 But the world knew Clara Barton — not that she sought fame, but 
 because her war on suffering was worldwide and lasted longer than 
 the lives of most men. 
 
 The life of Clara Bairton ranges closer to that of the Great 
 Master than any other the world has ever seen. 
 
 Florence Nightingale's ministrations were confined to her coun- 
 trymen or their allies. Clara Barton's took in the whole world; 
 and we believe that she, more than any other of the sons or daugh- 
 ters of men, deserves the first place in the loving memory of the 
 world today and of generations yet to come." 
 
 Charles Sumner's Estimate. 
 Charles Sumner said of her: "She has the talent of a statesman, 
 the command of a general, and the heart and hand of a woman." 
 
 Her Palace of Love in the Charnal House of the World's Torture and 
 
 Fam'ine. 
 
 LeadvlUe (Col.) Herald, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "When the red hand of slaughter or the skeleton hand of famine 
 Were busy with their torture, there her v/ork was in evidence, sooth- 
 ing the death agony, or ministering to the wants and wooing back 
 of life the pallid victims of want and disease. No danger daunted 
 her, no sight was too repulsive. In the feaver or plague-stricken 
 haunts of misery, the shambles after battle, the eairthquake and flood- 
 devastated sections of the entire world, her cooling hand, soothing 
 voice and practical relief were present. 
 
 "Before her gentle assault the steel walls of religious prejudice 
 and race hatred melted like a mist. To her the palace and the hovel 
 were alike, and each opened gladly to her kindly commands. 
 
 This woman did more to knit in brotherly bonds all the nations of 
 the earth, than have 8.11 the peace conferences and high-browed argu- 
 ments of all the centuries. 
 
 "The angels of mercy in heaven will gladly welcome Clara Bar- 
 ton, who for over half a century has been their repi'esentalive on 
 earth." 
 
 Suffering Humanity Wr'ites Her Epitaph. 
 
 Sacramento (Cal.) Union, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Undoubtedly history will speak of Miss Barton as one of the 
 
 world's greatest women. We luiow of no other whose achievements 
 
 even approximate hers, if her life work is to be judged by the service 
 
 rendered. 
 
 There was a wonderful majesty in the simplicity of her charac- 
 ter. Her memory will be irevered as long as the noble institution 
 she created continues under other hands to minister to the needs 
 of suffering humanity." 
 
 America's Foremost Woman. 
 Houghton (Mich.) Gazette, April 16, 1912. 
 "America's foremost wopiap," 
 
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The American Red Cross Worked Out In Her Wind 90,000 Years Will 
 
 Not Erase. 
 
 Springfield (111.) News, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "She worked out in her mind the splendid society now woirld- 
 wide, the most humanitarian organization that has heen. Estab- 
 lished upon the firmest foundation, enduring, the Red Cross society 
 of America and of the world, can now spare Clanra Barton. But what- 
 ever it accomplishes in the future, whatever it has accomplished in 
 the past, to this one woman belongs the credit. It was her child 
 With which she blessed the race. 
 
 Ninety thousand years will not blot out the mercies which she 
 set in motion. The features and the form forgotten, the soothing 
 voice no longer recollected, the personality perished from the earth, 
 Claira Barton will still live as a potential force for good, and coming 
 centuries will see her labors carrl<id on even as they were carried on 
 while she directed them in person." 
 
 Peer of Presidents and Patriots. 
 
 Pensacola (Fla.) Journal, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "America has her Washingtons, Jeffersons, Lees and others whose 
 
 names are written down in the hearts of all Americans, but Clara 
 
 Barton accomplished a work compared with which the career of the 
 
 military generals fade in the distance as a shadow." 
 
 No Parallel in History. 
 Hamilton (Ohio) Journal, April 16, 1912. 
 "Her death ends a career that has no parallel in history." 
 
 Saved Lives Too IVIany to Count. No Monument Can Record It Nor 
 
 History Offer It a Parallel. 
 
 Worcester (Mass.) Telegram, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The entire world loses by the death of Clara Barton. But it 
 does not lose as much now as it would have lost if she had passed 
 on before she established the Red Cross society. She has lived long 
 enough to teach the world the value of that institution. That is her 
 life work of much more importance than merely establishing tha 
 universal aid society. That is in its class the most important asso- 
 ciation of the world. It has done more for the alleviation of the 
 suffering of humanity than any other organization. It was established 
 without creed or dogma or simple human principles, and has been 
 kept alive and growing in the same way. It has taken men at their 
 worst and made them better through the natural sense of apprecia- 
 tion of kindly act. It has saved lives too many to count and never 
 given prizes or medals for the efforts necessary to that end. It has 
 sought openly the means of accomplishing this great work, Aiie money 
 of business and no other or imaginary substance of aid. It has never 
 developed Into a graft institution, but has always been at work where 
 there was the most need of quick aid in distress, and expended the 
 funds of charity with exact honesty, and with such remarkable judg- 
 ment that no critic has arisen to find fault. That is the most re- 
 markable accomplishment in human affairs. And it has all been done 
 on the honest basis of human business. 
 
 For that the whole civilized world owes Clara Barton more than 
 it can ever pay in the form of tributes or material monuments. The 
 only way that debt can be paid to the woman who has been a sister 
 to all men is for men to proceed to abolish the war spirit which made 
 the Red Cross a necessity. No such tribute was ever paid to any 
 person." 
 
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Above Florence Nightingale. Second to None as Universai Sister to 
 
 the Sufferer. 
 
 Nashville (Tenn.) Banner, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Barton was referred to in the dispatches announcing her 
 death as "the Florence Nightingale of America." This instituted a 
 comparison and placed her fame and work in a secondary position 
 that detracts from its real importance. Florence Nightingale's work. 
 in the Crimean war was memorable and praiseworthy — a humane 
 achievement not in any way to be discounted, but the nearly half cen- 
 tury of activity in the field of mercy in which Clara Barton was em- 
 ployed, is a record that stands for itself. There was no human suffer- 
 ing from war, calamity or other like cause in any part of the world 
 from the time of the Civil Wair, in the early sixties, until the Galves- 
 ton flood in 1900 that Miss Barton was not active in providing relief. 
 
 No other long life in the history of this or any other country 
 was more nobly spent than that of Clara Barton. Her memory de- 
 serves a monument, but without it the story of her good deeds will 
 live long and her fame will be embalmed in the hearts of the people, 
 not of her own land alone, but of all the world where there is appre- 
 ciation of human kindness.'' 
 
 World Unreconc'lled to Her Death — Crusader of Red Cross. 
 Bangor (Me.) News, April 17, 1912. 
 
 "The world can never become entirely reconciled to the death 
 of a person like Clara Barton. 
 
 Nearly a century ago Alfred Tennyson wrote in one of his earlier 
 poems how — 
 
 "A Red Cross knight forever kneeled 
 Unto the lady in his shield." 
 
 To be sure, we know now — and have known for the past half cen- 
 tury that Clara Barton, who was Massachusetts born and Massachu- 
 setts bred, was practically the founder of the Red Cross society, 
 which has been the greatest agency for peace, which has existed 
 among the civilized nations of the earth for nearly half a century. 
 The Red Cross idea was of humble origin and tardy growth. Clara 
 Barton won first and fullest recognition from her sacrificing and un- 
 remitting labors among the sick, and during the American Civil War. 
 It was while stretched upon his cot, sick or stricken unto death, that 
 many a coarse and profane soldier learned and understood for the 
 first time, that no civilized nation on top of earth could be discourte- 
 ous enough to wage warfare upon the wounded or sick, or carry local 
 or partisan animosities to the very brink of the grave. Thus Clara 
 Barton and her kindly ministrations to the wounded carried out the 
 precepts of Christ, which began away back in the days of the earliest 
 Crusades, and which are now spreading widely among Christians and 
 pagans alike. 
 
 The accurate foresight of Miss Barton seemed to pressage the 
 time when the Red Cross society could combat wars of all kinds, but 
 also to pressage when this same society should lead the way to vic- 
 tory over tuberculosis, unsanitary surroundings, and should invade the 
 fortified strongholds of crime, ignorance and prejudice. Wherever 
 the need was most urgent in body or in soul, the Red Cross was on 
 the spot, and ministering to humanity's needs. 
 
 Measured by any scale you may choose, Clara Barton was the 
 most useful woman of her day or generation. Her fame will live 
 while the Red Cross society endures." 
 
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Organized Protest Against War's Cruelty. Her Mercy Spanned the 
 
 Globe. 
 
 Springfield (Mo.) Reputlican, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton's Red Cross movement was almost the first organ, 
 ized protest against the cruelty of war. It was a mute appeal that 
 nations abstain from murder. 
 
 The movement spanned the globe and people of every race had 
 cause to bless her name." 
 
 World's Heart Pierced at Passing of the Greatest Repairer of War's 
 
 Cruel Breaches. 
 
 North Adams (Mass.) Herald, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton is dead. Let all the world mourn. Every head 
 should bow in grief; every flag should be at half mast and every heart 
 burdened with a loving regard for the woman who made the world 
 moire merciful. While men were making war Clara Barton was re. 
 pairing the damage they did so far as within the power of womankind. 
 Leader of bands of nurses, who followed the armies in the Civil War, 
 succoring the wounded, seeking lost ones, comforting the broken 
 hearted, she and her devoted followers lived that others might live. 
 To her wonderful energy and organizing ability is due the magnificent 
 organization known as the Red Cross. Not a civilized country but i.s 
 blessed with this Barton organization." 
 
 No General Her Equal in Pantheon of Fame. 
 
 Dayton (Ohio) Journal, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "No general that led armed hosts to victory on the battlefield is 
 nearly as secure of lasting fame as is the gentle woman whose ser- 
 vices in behalf of the sick and wounded during the wars of the past 
 half century, and to the victims of floods and other disasters, shed 
 a halo airound the name of Clara Barton. The founder of the Red 
 Cross in America, and until very recently its guiding genius, must 
 rank as the years go by among the foremost figures in the pantheon 
 that enshrines the glory rightly given to great benefactors of human- 
 ity. Her fame will live as long as the race honors self-sacrificing 
 devotion in ministering to suffering and the alleviation of pain and 
 weakness." 
 
 The Unending Influence of Clara Barton in the World of Pain. 
 
 Boston (Mass.) Transcript, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Just as Florence Nightingale was the "Angel of the Crimea,'' so 
 Clara Barton was the "Angel of the World's Battlefields." Miss 
 Barton's name will go down in history linked with that of the 
 Civil War, the Franco-Prussian War, and the Russo-Japanese War. 
 But over and above all that, in all wars and in all battlefields, wher- 
 ever the Red Cross may carry comfort and healing, it will also carry 
 the name of Clara Barton. Nor are wars to be the ultimate limit. 
 Wherever calamity, plague, famine, flood or fire are combatted there 
 also will be felt the influence of this woman's immortal work. Her 
 name has already gone into every nation and every clime as a syno- 
 nym for quick and efficient relief to the starving, the homeless and 
 the afflicted. All the great disasters of the last twenty-five years 
 are milestones in the life of this noble woman, who took up the work 
 of Florence Nightingale and developed it, from a merely national 
 movement on the part of England for the benefit of English troops, 
 to an international movement for the benefit of humanity Itself." 
 
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Besides Hers, Other Honors Empty — Above All Eulogy in World's 
 
 Hall of Fame. 
 Dallas (Tex.) Herald, April 13, 1912. 
 "Clara Barton gained the kind of fame that is more precious 
 than great riches and to which other honors are empty by comparison. 
 She was the organizer of a charity that was militant both in peace 
 and war. The Red Cross badge was the symbol of practical charity. 
 Its wearers were found in the jungles of the Philippines, on the burn- 
 ing sands of Tripoli or behind the wrecked walls of the besieged 
 Chinese city. They gave comfort to the dying and relief to the 
 wounded. When a mine Is wrecked by an explosion and the bodies 
 of men are torn and mangled by the blast the first to respond to the 
 cry for assistance is the Red Cross society. 
 
 The genius of this woman brought about the organized effort to 
 relieve suffering humanity. Miss Barton gave her life to the world 
 and all nations are grateful to a generous God that it was spared far 
 beyond the alloted three score and ten. 
 
 No eulogies are needed over Clara Barton's bier. No inscription, 
 beyond a Red Cross and her name, is needed to mark her last resting 
 place. This good woman has built an imperishable monument for 
 herself in the hearts of people of all nations and all creeds." 
 
 Peerless Soldier of Mercy From Occident to Orient. 
 Boston (Mass.) Herald, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Her works of mercy were not confined to her native land, but 
 were carried even into the Eastern Hemisphere. She will be written 
 down In history as the founder of the Red Cross in America, but her 
 powerful personality also made an indelible impression upon the in- 
 ternational organization itself, through her active participation in the 
 periodical conferences at Geneva, Carlsrhue, Rome, Vienna and St. 
 Petersburg. 
 
 Clara Barton was born in North Oxford, Mass., more than ninety 
 years ago, and is said to have been the first woman appointed to a 
 position in the government department. There is no record of any 
 one preceding her, but this is a subject prolific of disputes. 
 
 She was discharged in Buchanan's administration for her intense 
 Republican sympathies, which she took no pains to conceal, but was 
 recalled during the same administration, it having been impossible to 
 find anyone to continue the work which she had begun, and at the bo- 
 One Whom Age Cannot Tarnish Nor Time Decay. 
 Harrisburg (Pa.) Telegram, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "It is regrettable that the last years of her connection with the 
 splendid philanthropy she organized in the United States were years 
 of strife. The spiteful factionist, to be found in every cause — even 
 the cause of Christ himself — formed an opposition to Miss Barton 
 which culminated in her resignation from the presidency of the so- 
 ciety In 1904. 
 
 But the noble work of Miss Barton — the "American Florence 
 Nightingale," as she has been called — will be remembered with grati- 
 tude as long as the English language is spoken and wiritten." 
 
 The German Imperial Palace Bows Before Her Tomb. 
 
 Albany (N. Y.) Press-Knickerbocker, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "Among the score of messages of condolence which were re- 
 
 i:elved today at the Barton home was one from the venerable Grand 
 
 Duchess Louise of Baden, daughter of Emperor William the first, and 
 
 aunt o£ the present emperor of Germany." 
 
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An Epitome of Most Distinguished Woman in America and in the 
 
 World. 
 Boston (Mass.) Globe, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The most widely known American woman of her day died at her 
 home. Red Cross, in Glen Echo, Md., this morning. She was ninety 
 years old. 
 
 Clara Barton was once spoken of by Senator George P. Hoair as 
 "the most illustrious citizen of Massachusetts.'' If one should go 
 farther and characterize her as the most distinguished woman in 
 America there would be few to dispute her title. 
 
 Her philanthropy was of the heroic sort, her charity practical, her 
 devotion self-sacrificing and her humanitarian spirit world-embracing. 
 
 Just before the battle of Bull Run she advertised in the Worces- 
 ter papers that she would receive stores and money for the wounded 
 soldiers at the front, which she would personally distribute. The 
 appeal was so liberally answered that she filled a building at Seventh 
 street and Pennsylvania avenue and went to the front with the slowly 
 obtained sanction of the War Department, taking the supplies pur- 
 chased with the money she had solicited, and using her own teams 
 in transportation. 
 
 It was not long before the government recognized the worth of 
 her services, and assisted her in her work. Her work was entirely 
 apart from that of the Sanitary Commission, and the Christian Com- 
 mission. She continued to solicit money and supplies, was on the field 
 at Bull Run, moved with the army in the campaign of 1862, took to the 
 field herself, and prosecuted her work in military camps and hospitals 
 and every appurtenance desired and possible was placed at her service. 
 
 She was present at the battles of Cedar Mountain, Second Bull 
 Run, Antietam, Fredericksburg and others, was present with the 
 Union forces during the eight months' siege of Charleston, and in the 
 hospital at Fort Wagner, and afterwards with the army in front of 
 Petersburg, and in the Wilderness and in the hospitals about Rich- 
 mond. 
 
 She was In many battles, often directly under fire, but she bore 
 a charmed life, for, although her clothing was frequently grazed or 
 pierced, she was never wounded. 
 
 As the war drew to a close and prisoners were exchanged Miss 
 Barton received numerous letters from mothers asking what had be- 
 come of their sons. 
 
 Meantime she was called to her home in Oxford by afliiction, and 
 while there read the announcement that Lincoln had appointed her to 
 correspond with the friends of missing prisoners, and that she might 
 be addressed at Annapolis, where the survivors of Andersonville were 
 received. 
 
 She went abroad in 1869 and was soon unexpectedly in the midst 
 of war again, when France and Prussia came to grips. She then 
 learned of the Red Cross work and was promptly enlisted by the In- 
 ternational Committee, which was then experimenting as to methods 
 of aiding humanity in war. Her experience in the Cival War at home 
 made her an invaluable ally and she nursed the wounded at Strass- 
 burg, and later the victims of the fight with the Commune in Paris. 
 
 As the result of this and other visits and services. Miss Barton 
 received an amethyst cut in the form of a pansy, the gift of the 
 Grand Duchess of Baden, her personal and beloved friend; the Amer- 
 ican Red Cross, the Servian decoration of the Red Cross, presented 
 by Queen Natalie; the Gold Cross of Remembrance, presented by 
 the Grand Duke and Duchess of Baden; a Red Cross medal, the gift 
 of the Queen of Italy, an English decoration pinned on her dress by 
 Queen Victoria's own hand, the Golden Cross of Baden, the Iron 
 
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5ross of Germany, the Order of Melusine, by the Prince of Jerusalem, 
 a medal and jewel from the Empress of Germany, a brooch and pend- 
 ant from the grateful people of Johnstown, and many others. 
 
 The summer of 1877 was spent in her endeavor to get the Red 
 Cross convention signed by our Government, but it was not until 
 1881 that she succeeded. In May of that year the American Associa- 
 tion of the Red Cross was formed, and Miss Barton was elected presi- 
 dent." 
 
 First Behind the Lines. 
 
 In the early days of the war women nurses were not permitted to 
 go to the front, and their field was a very limited one, but immediately 
 on entering the hospital service Miss Barton set about convincing her 
 division commander. Gen. J. G. Rucker, of the value of her services 
 would be there, and finally succeeded in persuading him to furnish 
 her with transportation, and received his permission to go wherever 
 there was need of her. 
 
 From this time until within a year of the end of the war, when 
 she was called home by a death in her family. Miss Barton was 
 active in field and hospital work, organizing and directing, training 
 people to help her, drumming up supplies — doing everything, in a 
 word, that her strong and capable hands found to do, and with her 
 clear and logical brain, her systematic methods and her unselfish 
 devotion to the work, making herself a power and establishing a 
 reputation which spread all over the world. 
 
 Her eminent ability was recognized by her appointment as super- 
 intendent of the Tenth Army Corps Hospital, near City Point, and 
 her experience here, her work on the battlefield, her whole war ser- 
 vice, in fact, would make a thrilling volume. It is doubtful if anyone 
 was more tenderly loved or more popular with "the boys." In her a 
 man's courage, fortitude and energy were united with a woman's ten- 
 derness, kindness and sympathy, and she became known as the "Angel 
 of the Battlefield." 
 
 Congress Should Monumentalize Peerless Woman Who IVIothered 
 
 American Red Cross. 
 
 Baltimore (Md.) Sun, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "If a technicality in the law prevents the burial of Clara Barton 
 in the National Cemetery at Arlington, Congress ought to pass a 
 special act setting aside a plot and defraying the expenses attendant 
 upon the removal and interment. It should go further and provide 
 for the erection of a handsome monument to the woman who has 
 served the nation in war and in peace and deserves to be numbered 
 among its benefactors. 
 
 The American Red Cross has grown into the greatest relief or- 
 ganization in existence. 
 
 The woman who set in motion this tremendous agency for good 
 and devoted her life to the service of mankind deserves an enduring 
 tribute to her memory. She should rest among the nation's honored 
 dead." 
 
 On Her Casket at Glen Echo. 
 Baltimore (Md.) Sun, April 15, 1912. 
 "Scores of beautiful floral designs had been sent. Over the cas- 
 ket was draped a large American flag given by Miss Isabel Ball, a 
 close friend of Miss Barton. A canopy of American Beauty roses, 
 held in place by a yellow sash, the tribute of the national organization 
 of the Women's Relief Corps, added their crimson to the red stripes 
 of the flag." 
 
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The Acme of Woman's Tender Nursing. 
 St. Joseph (Mo.) News-Press, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "The first hospital in the world was opened hy a woman, Fahiola, 
 in the fourth century, and to the work of caring for the sick, wounded 
 and helpless the tender hands of women have ever since been con- 
 secrated. As "Angels of the Battlefield," the names of Floirence Night- 
 ingale and Clara Barton will forever be associated. 
 
 Wherever fire, flood, famine, drouth, tempest or pestilence has 
 blighted a community in any spot of the globe. Miss Barton was 
 always ready to go, at a moment's notice, as a ministerial angel ot 
 mercy and peace, with her noble band of associates." 
 
 Her Own Sick Room She Blessed Even as She Blessed Countless 
 
 Sick and Dying Elsewhere. 
 
 Louisville (Ky.) Courier- Journal, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Her bright mind was undimmed almost to the last and her ready 
 wit and quick repartee made her sickroom a place of cheer to her 
 attendants. With her when the end came were her nephews, Stephen 
 Barton of Boston, and Dr. J. B. Hubbell. 
 
 After completing this work Miss Barton took the lecture plat- 
 form under an agreement to lecture for 300 nights at |100 a night. 
 Her subject was her experiences in the war, and she was so well ad- 
 vertised and managed that It proved a very successful venture until 
 she broke down in the spring of 1867. 
 
 Two years later Miss Barton went to Europe, and was abroad 
 when the Franco-Prussian war broke out. She hurried to Strassburg 
 and plunged headlong into the work ot nursing the wounded soldiers. 
 She proceeded later to Paris and tendered assistance in relieving the 
 distress after the fall of the Commune. Her work abroad did not go 
 unrecognized. In addition to rewards of a more substantial charac- 
 ter, she received numerous medals and decorations from the sover- 
 eigns of the Old World. 
 
 On Antietam's Battlefield. 
 
 One of her best remembered services is that at the battlefield of 
 Antietam. When she appeared from among the corn the surgeons 
 working over a multitude of wounded lifted their heads to exclaim: 
 
 "The Lord has remembered us! You are here again." 
 
 "Did you want me, then?" she asked. 
 
 "Want you! Why, we want you above all things, and we want 
 everything." 
 
 "I have everything," she replied quietly. 
 
 Her helpers unloaded the wagons which she had brought past the 
 hospital supplies, which were not allowed to come into the zone of 
 danger, and she supplied chloroform, and lint and bandages and many, 
 many things, even food, to the increasing mass of wounded men. 
 
 As darkness settled down and the untended soldiers could no 
 longer be seen the head surgeon was In despair. 
 
 "Five hundred men will die before daybreak unless they have at- 
 tention, and I have no lights," he groaned, letting his Bead fall in 
 his hands. 
 
 "Get up doctor," said the Christian woman, gently. She took him 
 to the door and pointed outside. It was like a garden illumination 
 With Chinese lanterns. He looked dazed. "I brought plenty of lan- 
 terns this time," she explained gently. "The men will be here in a 
 few minutes to light the house. You will have abundance of light and 
 all the help you want." 
 
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World's Greatest Personage for Peace. 
 
 Boston (Mass.) Record, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "That Clara Borton should liave done her great deeds is evidence 
 of the humanity of mankind. That she should have had so fearful 
 opportunity is evidence of savagery in civilization. It was civiliza- 
 tion that demanded her relief work in war; and it is civilization that 
 holds to war. Some day we shall have a world in which war between 
 nations plays no part; we progress to that goal, though slowly. We 
 shall never have a world where such a woman as Clara Barton will not 
 have opportunity. Misery and suffering we shall have. The Red 
 Cross society, with war banished, would have its great work to do, 
 and would do it. The cynical may see a paradox in waging war and 
 trying to alleviate Its horrors. No cynic will find a flaw in what Miss 
 Barton did, or in her magnificent devotion to the cause she grandly 
 elected. She was one of the world's great women; and more than 
 that. She is one of the world's great personages; for greatness 
 knows no sex." 
 
 Her Entrance Into the Civil War as Angel of the Ba/ttlefield. 
 Savannah (Ga.) News, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Clara Barton, founder of the American Red Cross and prob- 
 ably the most widely known American woman of her day, died at her 
 home. Red Cross, Glen Echo, Md., this morning at 9 o'clock. She 
 was 90 years old. 
 
 Clara Barton was a dally visitor at Washington hospitals early 
 in the great war between the states, bringing delicacies and comforts', 
 self-purchased, to the soldiers, writing letters for the men and read- 
 ing and talking to them, and it is written of her when "each trans- 
 port brought its load of suffering men, with the mud of the Chicka- 
 hominy and the gore of battle baked hard upon them, like the shells 
 of turtles," she "went down each day to the wharves wltb. an ambu- 
 lance laden with dressings and restoratives, and there, amid the tur- 
 moil and the dirt, and under the torrid sun of Washington'' gave un- 
 stintedly of her woman's tenderness. 
 
 But when on one Sunday in September, 1862, she loaded an army 
 wagon with supplies and started alone — as for any woman's compan- 
 ionship — in the wake of the march of General McClellan, she drew 
 all eyes to herself. 
 
 On the 17th she caught up with him at Antietam. The historian 
 gives us a vivid picture of this woman: 
 
 "Miss Barton ordered her mules to be harnessed and took her 
 place in the swift train of artillery that was passing. On reaching 
 the scene of activity they turned into a field of tall corn and drove 
 through It to a large barn. They were close upon the line of battle; 
 the Confederate shot and shell flew thickly around them and in the 
 barnyard and among the corn lay torn and bleeding i:ien — the worst 
 cases— just brought from the places where they had fallen. The army 
 medical supplies had not yet arrived, the small stock of dressings 
 was exhausted and the surgeons were trying to make bandages of 
 cornhusks. Miss Barton opened to them her stock of liressings and 
 proceeded with her companions to distribute bread steeped in wine 
 to the wounded and fainting. In the course of the day she picked' 
 up twenty-five men who had come to the rear with the wounded and 
 set them to work administering restoratives, bringint; and applying 
 water, lifting men to easier positions, stopping hemorrhages, etc. At 
 length her bread was all spent, but luckily a part of the liquors ?he 
 had brought were found to have been packed in meal, which suggested 
 the idea of making gruel." 
 
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An Ungrateful Republic. 
 Rockford (III.) Register-Gazette, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "Considerable comment was caused at the funeral of Clara Bairton 
 Sunday by the absence of any representa^^ive of President Tatt or ol 
 the American National Red Cross, the organization which Miss Bartoit 
 founded. Nor were any flowers from either the organization or the 
 White House in evidence. 
 
 The Woman's Relief Corps was the chief participant in the ser- 
 vice. Mrs. John A. Logan was to have read an eulogy of Miss Bar- 
 ton, but was unable to attend the service, and her address was read 
 by her daughter, Mrs. Logan Tucker. 
 
 The principal floral tribute was a canopy of American beauty 
 roses from the relief corps. A large number of the personal friends 
 of Miss Barton attended the service, but her connection with the Red 
 Cross organization was not officially recognized." 
 
 Her Work an Invincible Tribute to Woman's Power. 
 Syracuse (N. Y.) Journal, April 15, 1912. 
 "Surely, in all fields relating to the humanitarian side of life, 
 the nineteenth century produced no finer figures than Florence Night- 
 ingale and Clara Barton. 
 
 It is a common, if not relevant, charge brought against women 
 that their sex has been graced by no geniuses, and therefore they 
 should not aspire to a broader life or to a share in the responsibilities 
 of government. 
 
 To those who argue thus Miss Barton and Miss Nightingale are 
 hard to explain away. For they deliberately entered into fields in 
 which men had been supreme and showed to the superior sex the 
 waste, the costliness, the inhumanity of their treatment of the vic- 
 tims of war and peace." 
 
 Hers the Finest Glory Unspanned by Others. 
 
 New York (N. Y.) Sun, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "On the day the remains of General Philip Kearny were laid at 
 Arlington with military honors Miss Clara Barton died at Glen Echo, 
 a few miles away. General Kearny was mortally wounded at Chan- 
 tilly, and on the same field Miss Barton succored the wounded with 
 the same disregard of danger that marked her ministrations from the 
 beginning to the end of the Civil War. She, like the soldiers whose 
 sufferings she relieved and whose lives she saved, was a veteran ol 
 Fredericksburg, Antietam and many other bloody conflicts. General 
 Scott called Kearny the bravest man he ever knew; certainly Miss 
 Barton was one of the bravest of women, and she deserved the laurel 
 no less than the famous soldiers of the Civil War. 
 
 But Clara Barton was more than brave. She devoted her life_to 
 humanity. She was one of the most useful of women, self-sacrificing 
 to a degree, generous to a fault. Health and fortune she devoted to 
 her great cause. Her relief work took her to many countries, so that 
 she became a veteran of wars fought under other flags; and where 
 there were famines, floods, pestilence, tragedies and calamities of 
 peace this noble and indefatigable woman was found. Into the span 
 of what other life have more mercy, tenderness and love entered? Is 
 it not the finest kind of glory that when the American Red Cross is 
 seen or mentioned the name of Clara Barton comes to the mind like 
 a benediction? 
 
 The heroic woman passed away on the eve of the international 
 convention of the Red Cross in Washington. It should be made the 
 occasion of a special memorial meeting in her honor." 
 
Her Mission to 15,000 Missing and to Today's Industrial Injuries. 
 Manchester (N. H.) Mirror, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The path of this work was opened for her through records kept 
 by Dorrance Atwater, a Connecticut boy prisoner at Andersonville, 
 who had been detailed to keep a record for the prison officials of the 
 dead and their burial. He kept a secret duplicate record, with loca- 
 tion of graves, and when he was brought back to a Washington hos- 
 pital he offered there 15,000 names to the authorities and besought 
 them to take action before the graves were obliterated. 
 
 This was delayed until he saw a notice asking for information and 
 signed "Clara Barton," when he at once wrote to her. Together they 
 went to Andersonville, and with his aid she succeeded in the identi- 
 fication of 12,900 graves and placing headstones above them, while 
 400 more were marked "unknown." 
 
 "The Red Cross society was not the only organization through 
 which Miss Barton worked. Another of somewhat similar character, 
 organized by her in April, 1905, was the National First Aid Associa- 
 tion. This was intended to reach all the accidents incident to daily 
 toil and life, and to existing conditions which were not within the 
 province of the organization to which she had devoted 25 years. 
 Branches were organized all over the country and men and women 
 of every station and calling became students of what to do first in 
 case of accident or sudden illness." 
 
 "Ever Ready" 
 
 Rochester (N. Y.) Democrat, April 14, 1912. 
 "£n pursuance of the system evolved by the genius of Miss Bar 
 ton, the American Red Cross Society is ever ready, at a moment's 
 notice, to send physicians, nurses and supplies to the most distant 
 ginning of the war she still occupied this place, which she at once 
 resigned to serve her country on the field, 
 gencies, if necessary, to the uttermost parts of the earth." 
 listed as an army nurse. So a technicality triumphs technically. 
 
 Her Monument Humanity's Gratitude. 
 Boston (Mass.) Record, April 15, 1912. 
 "Clara Barton will be buried at Oxford, this state. She cannot 
 Clara Barton's monument is the gratutade of humanity, the eternal 
 memory of compassion. One needs never go to Arlington or Oxford 
 be buried in the Arlington National Cemetery, because she never en- 
 was no better soldier than Miss Barton. 
 
 Her Crusade in Europe. 
 Chicago (111.) Record-Herald, April 13, 1912. 
 "While the plans of the Geneva convention were being put into 
 operation the war between France and Germany broke out in 1870, 
 Miss Barton again became a practical worker for the relief of the 
 wounded and the sick. She saw the battlefields of Hageman and 
 Gravelott and distributed relief at Strassburg, Belfort, Montfier 
 and Paris. After the French capital had fallen she established great 
 workshops for the women of Strassburg and Paris, saving from destitu- 
 tion thousands whom the war had spared." 
 
 Her New England Burial Place. 
 
 Des Moines (la.) Capitol, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Barton will be buried where she was bom. On the slopes 
 
 of the little cemetery in Oxford, Mass., with father and mother, 
 
 brothers and sisters, she will be laid to her long rest hard by the spot 
 
 where her cradle was rocked.'' 
 
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Belonged to the World. 
 
 Boston (Mass.) Globe, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "As tlie founder of the National Red Cross organization slie be- 
 longed not only to the United States, but to the entire civilized world." 
 
 Her Fame International. 
 Boston (Mass.) Transcript, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton was one of the world's great, good women. Her 
 fame for works of humanity was international. The wounded of the 
 Franco-German war, as well as the wounded of our own Civil War, 
 had reason to bless her. The foundation of the American Red Cross 
 was due more to her efforts than to those of any other one individual. 
 To Florence Nightingale's self-sacrifice she added a capacity for organ- 
 ization and administration which should not be forgotten in award- 
 ing approval to those who followed in her footsteps and continued her 
 work under greater advantages than she ever possessed." 
 
 None Other a Greater Claim to the Hall of Fame. 
 Boston (Mass.) Journal, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton is dead, but her soul goes marching on. She was a 
 born heroine and humanitarian. This plucky Massachusetts woman, 
 whose leadership of the Women's Relief Corps during the Civil War 
 stamped her energy and humanity with an immortal "God bless you,'' 
 possessed rare executive ability, as well as that immeasurable tender- 
 ness which has made woman a veritable angel of mercy in peace no 
 less than in war. These combined rare qualities of hers led to the 
 organization of the Red Cross in this country, and that is the work 
 which will serve as her monument, and which, we trust, will keep 
 alive her merciful spirit through the oncoming centuries. It was 
 given to Miss Barton to sieze great opportunities and write several 
 golden pages in the history of the brotherhood of man. We know 
 of no other American woman who has more impressively deserved to 
 have a place in our national hall of fame." 
 
 Her Death and Birth. 
 
 Meriden (Ct.) Journal, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Death came to Miss Barton at 9 o'clock today. Early this morn, 
 ing Miss Barton began to sink and her physician. Dr. J. B. Hubbel, 
 was hurriedly summoned. He did all that medical skill could do to 
 prolong the life, but the advanced age of the distinguished patient 
 was against her, and she passed away in a peaceful sleep, surrounded 
 by several of her most intimate friends. 
 
 "Miss Barton, whose international reputation as a war time nurse, 
 philanthropist and charity worker, has placed her name among those 
 of the greatest women of modern times, was born in Oxford, Mass., on 
 Christmas day, 1821." 
 
 America's Christmas Gift — A Woman's Soul Most Remarkable in 
 World's History. 
 
 Bridgeport (Ct.) Standard, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Clara Barton, who for over half a centui'y, has been a dom- 
 inant factor in world influence, will stond forth as one of the most 
 i-emarkable women in the world's history. 
 
 Last Christmas she passed her ninetieth milestone in life, as she 
 was a Christmas present given to the world as a model of the beau- 
 tiful simplicity of a life given to others." 
 
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Her Biography. 
 Chicago (111.) Inter-Ocean, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Clara Barton, founder of the American Red Cross and prob- 
 ably the most widely known American woman of her day, died at her 
 home, Red Cross, Glen Echo, Md., this morning at 9 o'clock. 
 
 The great regret of Miss Barton's last months was that her en- 
 feebled condition made it necessary for her to suspend work on her 
 autobiography. She had brought this work down only to the begin- 
 ning of her public career as a Civil War nurse. 
 
 A woman whose whole training had fostered habits of precision, 
 she has left behind practically the entire correspondence of her pub- 
 lic career, as well as other data bearing upon her international hos- 
 pital work, and the work which she herself began will be completed 
 by other hands. She had outlined to her nephew, Stephen Barton, 
 what she considered the salient points of her public life." 
 
 Her Unique Clerksh'ip. 
 Providence (R. I.) Bulletin, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Miss Barton's wonderful executive ability was shown in her 
 work here, and she succeeded in bringing order out of chaos, al- 
 though every possible stumbling block was put in her way by men 
 who resented her presence among them. Miss Barton is said to 
 have been the first woman appointed to a position in the government 
 departments. There is no record of any other preceding her, but this 
 is a subject prolific of disputes." 
 
 Lasting Honor. 
 Catskill (N. Y.) Daily Mail, April 15, 1912. 
 "And her memory will be honored lastingly." 
 
 Her Fidelity To a Friend. 
 Bristol (Ct.) Press, April 15, 1912. 
 "She first came here with the late Dorance Atwater after the 
 Civil War. Her next visit was at the Centennial exercises in 1895. 
 At this time she started the movement which brought about the recog- 
 nition of Mr. Atwater's work and had Congress take action which 
 removed the stigma from his name." 
 
 The Two First Wounded to Whom She IVlinistered Honor Her Memory. 
 Boston (Mass.) Globe, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "Among those who will be present are Lieut. J. Stewart Brown 
 and Joseph M. Dyson of Worcester, the first two men to whom Miss 
 Barton administered in her capacity as an army nurse during the Civil 
 War. They were members of the old 60th Massachusetts Regiment, 
 which was attacked at Baltimore, and both were injured. Lieut. 
 Brown was the first man to receive the attention of Miss Barton and 
 Mr. Dyson was the second." 
 
 An Angel in Typhoid Camps. 
 Harrisburg (Pa.) Star-Independent, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "When the Eighth Pennsylvania Regiment was located at Camp 
 Alger, Miss Barton made frequent visits to the camp, and she was a 
 veritable ministering angel among those wbo were afflicted with 
 typhoid at that camp of awful memory. Miss Barton some years ago 
 pleaded humanity's cause before an open meeting of the Legislature, 
 and made a profound impression when she advocated State aid for 
 those stricken with the Great White Plagup"- 
 
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Most Widely Known American Woman. 
 Grand Rapids (Mich.) Herald, April 13, 1912. 
 "Most widely known American woman." 
 
 Greatest Woman of Two Centuries. 
 Philadelphia (Pa.) Telegraph, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Representative Sherwood of Ohio, who was a Union general in 
 the Civil War, paid the following tribute to Clara Barton today: 
 
 "Clara Barton was the greatest woman either of the nineteenth 
 or twentieth centuries. She was the only woman entitled to be called 
 a real heroine. Her heroics were not in killing, but of the better and 
 sweeter humanities." 
 
 Representative Sulzer, chairman of the House Foreign Affairs 
 Committee said: 
 
 "The death of Miss Barton is a national loss. She did a world's 
 work and her name will be immortalized." 
 
 Spanish American Heroine. 
 
 Milwaukee (Wis.) Sentinel, April 13, 1912. 
 "President Taft's message to Congress on Dec. 6, 1908, expressed 
 his appreciation and that of the people of the United States for her 
 work during the Spanish-American war. She is the only woman in 
 the country after whom a G. A. R. post has been named, and has 
 written numerous books and pamphlets." 
 
 Her Record Flawless. 
 
 Old Town (Me.) Enterprise, April 20, 1912. 
 "No cynic will find a flaw in what Miss Barton did, or in her 
 magnificent devotion to the cause she grandly elected. She was one 
 of the world's great women; and more than that. She is one of the 
 world's great personages, for greatness knows no sex." 
 
 Wiidespread Demand for Monument. 
 
 Manchester (N. H.) Mirror, April 23, 1912. 
 "There is a widespread sentiment that if a technicality prevents 
 the burial of Clara Barton in the National Cemetery at Arlington 
 that Congress should pass a special act setting aside a plot and de- 
 fraying all expenses of interment as well as those incurred by the 
 placing of a suitable monument over the last resting place of the 
 noble woman who has served the nation in peace and war and de- 
 serves to be numbered among its benefactors." 
 
 Soldiers Beloved. 
 Indianapolis (Ind.) Sun, April 13, 1912. 
 "Civil War made her name beloved in every soldier's home in 
 land." 
 
 Her Friendship With the Grand Duchess of Baden. 
 
 Boston (Mass.) Herald, April 14, 1912. 
 
 "Among the scores of messages of condolence which were re- 
 ceived today at the Barton home was one from the venerable Grand 
 Duchess Louise of Baden, daughter of Emperor William I., and 
 aunt of the present German Emperor. The friendship between the 
 noblewoman and the great Red Cross nurse, formed 42 years ago on 
 the fields of the Franco-Prussian war, had been continued ever since 
 through frequent exchange of letters. After expressing grief at the 
 loss of her friend, the Grand Duchess added: 
 
 "Faithful gratitude follows her forever." 
 
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Victory Over the Wrath of Nature, War and Rivalry. 
 Springfield (Mass.) Republican, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The American Florence Nightingale'' was an obvious name fre- 
 quently and most appropriately applied to the American nurse, whose 
 work may be considered as supplementing and expanding that of the 
 English Pioneer. 
 
 Clara Barton was a forcelul woman, keen, able in administration 
 and tireless when forced to take the field. She had been the friend 
 of emperors and great generals, the ministering angel to wounded and 
 suffering soldiers and people broken by the wrath of Nature. But 
 she lived to see the majority of the great figures who had honored 
 her labors pass to their final reward, and her own retirement from 
 active work after the Galveston flood was under circurstances which 
 caused her sore distress. She followed her own light with steadfast 
 steps. Her early labors were with the armies of the Civil War, and 
 she was as good a fighter as any of the generals whose friendship she 
 commanded. Her retirement from the active executive leadership of 
 the Red Cross was 'necessitated by advancing years, and she left 
 with the respect and admiration of all who knew anything of her 
 long-cherished ideals. 
 
 Even when well along in years. Miss Barton refused to spare her- 
 self great physical exertions when there was need for her to rush to 
 scenes of suffering with comfort and aid. The list of her fields of 
 action covers the range of suffering in the last half of the past cen- 
 tury." 
 
 A National Monument All Too Feeble a Memorial. 
 Pasadena (Cal.) News, April 12, 1912. 
 "That the carven image of America's foremost woman philanthro- 
 pist should be placed in the national capital at the seat of govern- 
 ment would be a meager recognition of the debt the country owes to 
 her memory." 
 
 Most Lovable Woman of the Age. 
 Holyoke (Mass.) Telegram, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "Clara Barton, the founder of the American Red Cross, who died 
 today, was one of the most lovable women of this age. 
 
 Her services in the Franco-German war as a member of the Red 
 Cross, were memorable throughout both continents. 
 
 Her work of relief in the Russian famine, in the Armenian mas- 
 sacre of 1896 and in Cuba in 1898 added greater lustre to her glory. 
 
 World-wide she will be remembered as a sweet messenger whose 
 presence brought help and relief to the distressed of no particular 
 race or creed, but to poor, distressed humanity itself. 
 
 She was one of the noblest daughters ever born within our state." 
 
 Cubans Mourn for Miss Barton. 
 
 New York (N. Y.) Times, April 14, 1912. 
 
 Special Cable to The New York Times. 
 
 "Havana, April 13. — The Cuban Veterans' Association has passed 
 resolutions of sympathy for the family of Miss Clara Barton, recalling 
 the services which she rendered to Cuba." 
 
 History's Great Woman Heroine. 
 Denver (Colo.) Times, April 13, 1912. 
 "The death of Clara Barton marks the passing of one of history's 
 great women. Her name will take its place among those of the 
 world's real heroines," 
 
Honored In Three Continents. 
 
 St. Paul (Minn.) Dispatch, April 12, 1913. 
 "Honored in three continents." 
 
 Her European Reputation. 
 
 Raleigh (N. C.) Times, April 12, 1912. 
 
 "When she was in Europe the Franco-Prussian war broke out 
 in 1870, and she organized the relief corps that succored the dying 
 and wounded in the battles of Strassburg, Belfort, Montpelier, Paris. 
 
 The brilliancy and bravery with which she ministered to the dis- 
 tressed won her a European reputation that rivalled the love and 
 veneration she inspired in the United States. She was received in the 
 court of Queen Auguste and was decorated with several honorary 
 orders in recognition of her exploits." 
 
 Noblest and best of All Ages. 
 Meriden (Conn.) Journal, April 13, 1912. 
 "Clara Barton was one of the world's greatest women and as 
 time makes us see more clearly what she accomplished greater luster 
 will be given her name and the great adjuster will write her in his- 
 tory high up among the noblest and best of all ages." 
 
 Revered by Emperors, Generals and Statesmen. 
 (Bridgeport (Conn.) Post, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The death of Miss Clara Barton at the advanced age of ninety- 
 one removes from earth one of America's remarkable women. 
 
 She associated with the International Red Cross organization 
 and there met Florence Nightingale, England's "Angel of the Battle- 
 field," who had preceded Miss Barton in the great work of nursing 
 the soldiers during the Crimean war. In later wars these two great 
 women were to labor together. Having served their own countries 
 they went to others to spread the doctrine of the "Red Cross." Her 
 services in the Franco-Prussian war brought her recognition from 
 the German Emperor in the shape of the Iron Cross, Germany's most 
 prized decoration. 
 
 "Miss Barton was a woman of great force of character. She was a 
 graceful, interesting speaker and a writer of ability. In her long 
 life emperors delighted to stand reverently in her presence. The 
 greatest generals were proud to know her. Eminent statesmen felf 
 honored by her friendship. Surely her life was most complete." 
 
 Noblest, Most Unselfish Woman God Almighty Ever Made. 
 New Haven (Ct." Leader, April 13, 1912. 
 "Miss Barton was a personal friend of the late Judge Joseph 
 Sheldon of this city, at whose home she was always a welcome guest. 
 Judge Sheldon once spoke of her as the "noblest, bravest, most un- 
 selfish woman God Almighty ever made." 
 
 Her Blood. 
 
 Keene (N. H.) Sentinel, April 18, 1912. 
 
 "Wherever calamity, plague, famine, flood or fire are combatted, 
 there also will be felt the influence of this woman's immortal work. 
 
 Her name has already gone into every nation and every cli'me 
 as a synonym for quick and efHcient relief to the starving, the home- 
 less and the afflicted. 
 
 She came of Puritan stock and was a real Daughter of the Revo- 
 lution, her father having served in the army of Mad Anthony Wayne, 
 She was tie youngest of a family of five," 
 
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A Spiritual 6enius. 
 
 Mobile (Ala.) Item, April 12, 1912. 
 "A woman whose greatness was spiritual ratUer than material 
 passed out of the public life of America today when Miss Clara Bar- 
 ton crossed to the mysterious bourne. In the estimation of the world 
 she was the figure head of a humanitarian movement, the founder 
 of the American Red Cross, but in the hearts of the American people 
 she was held in sentimental reverence which her death will serve- 
 to deepen." 
 
 Indelible Impress Upon the Nations. 
 Columbus (Ohio) Dispatch, April 12, 1912. 
 "She will be written down in history as the founder of the Red 
 Cross in America, but her powerful personality also made an indel- 
 able impression upon the international organization itself through 
 active participation in the periodical conferences at Geneva, Carls. 
 ruhe, Rome, Vienna and St. Petersburg."' 
 
 Old Glory at Half Mast. 
 
 Worcester (Mass.) Telegram, April 15, 1912. 
 "As a further mark of public tribute to Clara Barton, founder of 
 the American Red Cross, whose body will be laid at rest in Oxford 
 this afternoon, the city flags of Worcester and flags of the Worcester 
 schools will be placed at half mast for the day." 
 
 Veterans In Silent Prayer. 
 
 Boston (Mass.) Herald, April 16, 1912. 
 
 "The memory of Clara Barton was honored by silent prayer as 
 
 the Boston "Minute Men of '61," April 15, attended the anniversary 
 
 of Lincoln's call for troops, April 15, 1861, and Governor Foss and 
 
 Mayor Fitzgerald review the parade of veterans." 
 
 Clara Barton Honored by Memor'ial. 
 
 Lynn (Mass.) Item, April 13, 1912. 
 "Work on raising a fund to erect a $10,000 building in the centre 
 of Oxford in which to preserve the correspondence, medals, manu- 
 scripts, war flags and other personal belongings of Miss Clara Barton, 
 founder and for 23 years head of the American Red Cross gociety, 
 is now well under way by members of Charles Devens Post, G. A. R., 
 which brought the matter before the State Encampment of the G. A. 
 R. in Boston. It was voted at the recent annual meeting of the town 
 of Oxford to set aside a tract of land for the erection of a memorial 
 building to the memory of Miss Barton." 
 
 Conspicuous Heroine of Past and Future Ages. 
 Hartford (Conn.) Post, April 13, 1912. 
 
 "The announcement of the death of Clara Barton creates univer" 
 sal sorrow because she had become through her work and her fine 
 personality one of those rare characters that belong to no nation or 
 no people, but to every nation and all people. Clara Barton's lite 
 was one of conspicuous heroism. 
 
 It extended over the whole world of sufiering humanity and from 
 Civil War days until today. It will be projected into all the tomor- 
 rows of the coming ages. 
 
 The soldiers of every battlefield since the Civil War have almost 
 deified her. Mothers, wives, sisters and sweethearts of the conflict 
 of fifty years ago bowed in gratitude and have ever since held her 
 name in the highest reverence." 
 
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Armenians Never Forget Het'. 
 
 Worcester (Mass.) Post, April 15, 1912. 
 
 "The Church of Martyrs of Worcester has adopted resolutions on 
 the death of Miss Barton, who was prominent in the help given the 
 sufferers in the dark days of Armenia in 1896. 
 
 The resolutions adopted are: 
 
 "Whereas, Miss Clara Barton, organizer and first vice-president 
 of the American Red Cross Society, has passed away; and 
 
 "Whereas, In 1896, in those dark days of Armenia, when more 
 than 150,000 homes were left destitute through the massacres ot 
 heads of families, the American Red Cross Society, under the leader- 
 ship and through the personal superintendence of Miss Barton, brought 
 relief and hope to the sufferers, widows, orphans and impoverished 
 communities, and Miss Barton by personal supervision of the work 
 ot organizing relief throughout the stricken section of Armenia in the 
 Turkish empire, accomplished most efficient work among our com- 
 patriots; be it 
 
 "Resolved, That the members of the Church of Martyrs, Arme- 
 nian Congregational Church, of Worcester, deeply feel with the Amer- 
 ican people, the bereaved family and the American Red Cross So- 
 ciety the great loss that has come to the country in the death ot 
 beloved Miss Barton; be it 
 
 "Resolved, That we regard Miss Barton the highest representa- 
 tive and truest embodiment of the Christian humanitarian spirit of 
 America, and one who has left a perfect and permanent society to 
 carry on the noble work of Christian charity and relief in all parts ot 
 the world; be it 
 
 "Resolved, That we record our sincere appreciation of the great 
 service rendered our nation by the late Miss Barton, and express our 
 sympathy to the bereaved family, the American Red Cross Society 
 and the American people, for the death of one whose life was an 
 unbroken service to the poor, needy and destitute of the world in 
 general, and our American and Armenian people in particular; be it 
 
 "Resolved that copies ot these resolutions be sent to the family 
 ot the great and noble woman who has just died, to the American Red 
 Cross Society and to the press." 
 
 The resolutions are signed by the Rev. Garabed M. Manavian, 
 pastor, M. S. D. Nahigian, chairman of the standing committee, and 
 B. Sarkisian, secretary of the standing committee." 
 
 Her Place in Fame. 
 Newburgh (N. Y.) Journal, April 13, 1912. 
 "Surely there must be a niche in the hall of fame reserved for 
 one whose name in the public mind is associated with kindness and 
 mercy and self-sacrifice. But if there is none, then the American Red 
 Cross Society will stand as a fitting monument to her humane achieve- 
 ments." 
 
 No Need to Praise. 
 Providence (R. I.) News-Democrat, April 13, 1912. 
 "To praise Miss Barton would be a task equal to painting the lily." 
 
 The Passing of an Angel Bearing the Scarlet Cross. 
 Haverhill (Mass.) Gazette, April 13, 1912. 
 "Clara Barton is dead. 
 
 The one woman in all history whose love of humanity controlled 
 the soldiers of opposing armies and commanded the exchange of the 
 world with the gleam of the scarlet cross walks with the immortals 
 now." 
 
fribute of the Woman's Relief Corps. 
 
 ■Clara Barton was the only Honorary Member of the National 
 Woman's Relief Corps, auxiliary to the Grand Army of the Republic, 
 and by the large majority of the one hundred and sixty thousand 
 members of our Order throughout our country she was greatly revered 
 and beloved. The National President, Mrs. Cora M. Davis, of Union, 
 Oregon, attended the funeral services held at her former home at 
 Glen Echo, Maryland, but, being unable to reach Oxford, Massachu- 
 setts, for the service held on the following day, she commissioned me 
 to procure an appropriate tribute of flowers and prepare a brief 
 memorial of her wonderful life, and remarkable character. A close 
 and intimate friendship of more than thirty years, during which time 
 I shared her home, worked with her on many fields of disaster, and 
 was an active member of the Red Cross, makes it well-nigh impos- 
 sible to select a few of the important events which filled her long, 
 useful and eventful life. When the history of this life is written, as 
 it readily can be from the great store of material prepared by her 
 own hands, I think it will be shown that in no country, nor in any 
 age, can be found a record of such marvellous achievements, such 
 herculean labors, such executive ability, such undaunted energy and 
 courage, and such untiring patience and perseverance. Her work 
 upon the battlefields, during the war, from 1861-65, her identification 
 and marking of the thirteen thousand unknown graves at Anderson- 
 ville, the great assistance she gave to the relief work during the 
 Franco-Prussian War, and during the Siege of Paris, her long, per- 
 sistent efforts to induce our government to sign the Treaty of Geneva, 
 her many fields of labor in our own country, carrying relief to the 
 sufferers from fire, flood, pestilence, and other calamities, and the 
 Cuban relief work, — all these facts of this most wonderful life will pre- 
 sent a record which has never been surpassed in any age or country, 
 by any other woman. 
 
 Her personal character was equally wonderful and unique. Frail, 
 slight and delicate in appearance, she possessed the courage of the 
 lion coupled with the gentleness of the dove. Modest, retiring, un- 
 selfish, never thinking of self or personal comfort, she bent a listen- 
 ing ear to the tale of distress told by the humblest sufferer, and with 
 statesman-like ability directed the affairs of panic-stricken citizens, 
 paralyzed by the fearful calamities which had overtaken them and 
 rendered them utterly powerless. With a strong, brilliant, cultivated 
 mind was united a gentle, tender, loving heart, and nothing was too 
 great, nothing too small to enlist her earnest thought and tender 
 sympathy. All classes and conditions, all nationalities and creeds in 
 need of help or care enlisted her sympathies and received her cor- 
 dial assistance. 
 
 "Like the Master" was her motto and like the Master she "went 
 about doing good." Truly it may be said of her, — "Many daughters 
 have done nobly but thou excellest them all. 
 
 HARRXETTB L. REED, 
 Past National Secretary Woman's Relief Corps 
 
 Honor of AI' Npt'oriF. 
 Oneonta (N. Y.) Star, April 16, 1912, 
 
 "A beautiful character and one honored by the nations of the 
 earth ended its earthly existence a day or two since when Clara Bar- 
 ton passed to her reward. 
 
 She remained at its head until President Roosevelt, in 1904, 
 sided with her enemies and she then resigned, leaving the society, the 
 finest monument to a woman's work the country has witnessed." 
 
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"Villa Charles Sumner," Redondo deach, California, May 2Sth, 1dl2. 
 
 Clara Barton will ever be a unique character in the world's his. 
 tory. Such a character could only be developed in a country as is 
 ours and among such people. Of an ancestry noble but unostentatious, 
 she is of the purest New England blood and yet without the least tinge 
 of the aristocracy that loves to reign; she merely "went about doing 
 good." She was in demeanor modest, — unpretentious as is the house 
 in Oxford where she was born over ninety years ago. Characteristic 
 of her modesty under date November 14, 1909, to a friend she writes: 
 
 "May 31st, the date runs, and I know I never answered that letter, 
 for I never could have in my life answered a letter like that, but still 
 more I never even tried to. Discouraged at the onset and gave up 
 the encounter. A glimpse of the topics it handles were so far beyond 
 any reply from the 'likes o' me'. 'Great services unnoticed. Future 
 remembrances when others are forgotten,' 'To be told in story and 
 sung in other lands' — poor little me who has never seen the Ruler 
 of her own." 
 
 She trusted the human and the Divine. In her trust of the human, 
 while she says "I have never spoken a discordant word in my life, 
 meaningly," yet to a friend in confidence she thus tells of betrayals 
 and consequent heart-aches: "If you had only a glimpse of what is 
 put on me to endure you would not wonder and in the goodness of 
 your heart would hold the gate open to show me a mule track to some 
 little mountain nook, where I might escape and wait in peace.'' In 
 trusting the Divine, in a critical period of her life she was prompted 
 to say, "A greater power and a wiser mind were guiding no doubt. 
 
 'To God my life was an open page. 
 
 He knew what I would be; 
 He knew how the tyrant passions rage. 
 
 How wind-swept was all my anchorage. 
 And why I would drift to sea.' " 
 
 What follows applies even with greater force now than when 
 several years ago at the time she suffered cruel persecution at the 
 hands of the unscrupulous I tried to comfort her with these words: 
 "I have also wished that I might have infinite power long enough to 
 show you in what esteem you are held by the households of America; 
 what a charm attaches to your name wherever spoken — such as neither 
 royalty possesses nor money buys. Your defamers no more represent 
 the American people than the pirates upon the high seas the country 
 from which they sprung." 
 
 Always devoted to her friends and appreciative of every little 
 attention, referring to a New Year's greeting in her characteristic way 
 she replies, "Thanks! it were worth the passing of a year to be so 
 remembered." Of her enemies she writes: "I have forgiven all." 
 Not since two thousand years ago when first uttered have similar 
 words been more pathetically spoken or more typical of a great char- 
 acter that when at Glen Echo, just before "The Closing Scene'' in the 
 presence of a few friends at her bedside and again referring to her 
 enemies she said, "Fogive Them For They Know Not What They Do." 
 
 A simple childhood, a record of mature life in the service of 
 humanity that is a marvel to the world, as "a gem of purest ray 
 serene" the name of Clara Barton will continue to shine by its own 
 effulgent light through many succeeding generations. 
 
 CHARIiE3S SUMNER YOUNG. 
 (One of Miss Barton's closest friends west of the Rockies.) 
 
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Daughter of Worcester. 
 
 Worcester (Mass.) Post, April 13, 1912. 
 "Worcester has even a tenderer affection that that of all human- 
 ity for Clara Barton, the "Angel of the Battlefield," as the soldier 
 boys used to call her, the "American Florence Nightingale," as was 
 her more general title in later years. For her Worcester associations 
 were fuller and close pehaps than with any other place except only 
 Washington, and she was in her Oxford birth a Worcester county con- 
 tribution to the world's upward move. A real Daughter of the Revo" 
 lution, her father being a captain under "Mad Anthony Wayne," her 
 life had been a useful one, especially In organizing common school 
 systems in New Jersey, before her work in the Civil War, beginning 
 with the Baltimore riots and ending only with the crushing of the 
 rebellion, had made her a great place in history." 
 
 Her Secret of Power. 
 Youths' Companion. 
 
 One day a friend asked her about her first experiences as an 
 army nurse. 
 
 "You had done no nursing then, you were frail and unused to the 
 sight of suffering. How could you bear all that you had to see on 
 the battle-field and in the hospitals?" 
 
 "By forgetting myself utterly," she said quietly. "That is the 
 only way. You must never so much as think whether you like it or 
 not, whether it is bearable or not; you must never think of anything 
 except the need and how to meet it. Then God gives the strength and 
 the thing that seemed impossible is done." 
 
 Not only on the battle-field is that lesson needed. Wherever a hard 
 task is waiting, the lesson of self-forgetfulness and self-mastery waits, 
 too. And he who thus ruleth his own spirit is greater than he that 
 taketh a city. 
 
 Should Be Perpetuated by Monument. 
 
 Boston (Mass.) Herald, April 15, 1912. 
 "The rulers of many nations have done her honor, and while her 
 great work for humanity must ever be her best monument, there are 
 many who feel that no other American woman has a better right to 
 have her memory perpetuated in our American Hall of Fame." 
 
 *) The above are hut a comparatively few sentences from only several 
 score of three thousand newspapers which voiced the Public Opinion of the 
 Nation. Thousands more no doubt escaped us. — (Ed.)