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.
AT THE MEMORIAL—“THE FLAGS OF ALL NATIONS”—A GOOD TIME
Charon, the ancient guide over the River Styx, was peculiarly equipped to serve departing souls. Following the souls’ escape from earth, mourning customs are as numerous as are tribes and nations, as varied as are nationalities. At funerals, lives have been sacrificed, human forms disfigured, mourners employed, bells rung, lighted candles used—to serve their respective purposes, as have food, jewels, implements and weapons at the “last resting place.”