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Clara Barton—Let all flags fly at half-mast, and all the world stand reverently with uncovered head.
Richmond (Va.) Leader.
The world stands with uncovered head.
Chicago (Ills.) Inter-Ocean.
A grateful world pays tribute to her. Boston (Mass.) Pilot.
Her soul goes marching on. Boston (Mass.) Journal.
The pomp that is attendant on funerals feeds rather the vanity of the living than does honor to the dead. Rochefoucauld.
Let me not be made to appear proud and fond of vain show, when I am dead. John Burroughs.
When her mother died Clara Barton wore no evidence of mourning. The Author.
Clara Barton said that death was only one of the things of life, a part of life. She is not dead; I cannot even say she is away.
Alice Hubbard—In The Fra.
Clara Barton still lives. Father Tyler.
Great sorrows speak not. C. Marat.
The deeper the sorrow the less the tongue has it. Talmud.
Suspect that sorrow which is anxious to show itself. Ruzzik.
Some grief shows much love
But much of grief shows still some want of wit.
Romeo and Juliet.
Excess of grief for the deceased is madness; for it is an injury to the living and the dead knows it not. Xenophon.
Christ never preached any funeral sermons.
Rev. D. L. Moody.
I cannot go to Heaven until my work is done. Clara Barton.
How often I have wondered whether or not the souls will know us in the Great Beyond. Clara Barton.
The Red Cross is a peculiar institution, without nationality, race, creed or sect, embracing the entire world in its humanizing bond of brotherhood; without arbitrary laws or rules, and yet stronger than armies and higher than thrones. Clara Barton.
The world is my country; to do good is my religion.
Tom Paine.
I know no section. In the labors that have come to me the nations of the world, and their strange tongues, have become my own. Clara Barton.
Just to have seen the collection of flags from all over the world, brought together through the mercy and loving kindness of one woman, made us feel that a Peace Proclamation is not an improbable thing. Alice Hubbard.
There flowed in upon Clara Barton blessings uttered in all tongues known among men. Portland (Ore.) Telegram.
All nations shall call you blessed. Malachai.