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 AMOS L. ALLEN 
 
 (Late a Representative from Maine) 
 
 MEMORIAL ADDRESSES 
 
 DELIVERED IN THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTA- 
 TIVES OF THE UNITED STATES 
 
 SIXTY-SECOND CONGRESS 
 FIRST SESSION 
 
 Proceedings in the House Proceedings in the Senate 
 
 June 11, 1911 February 21,1911 
 
 ■5, 
 
 WASHINGTON 
 1913 
 

 
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 TABLE OF CONTENTS. 
 
 Page. 
 
 Proceedings in the House 5 
 
 Prayer by Rev. Henry N. Couden, D. D 7 
 
 Memorial addresses by — 
 
 Mr. Hinds, of Maine 9 
 
 Mr. Kendall, of Iowa 18 
 
 Mr. Graham, of Illinois 24 
 
 Mr. MeGillicuddy, of Maine 31 
 
 Mr. Latta, of Nebraska 34 
 
 Proceedings in the Senate 39 
 
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DEATH OF HON. AMOS LAWRENCE ALLEN 
 
 Proceedings in the House 
 
 Monday, February 20, 1911. 
 
 Mr. Swasey. Mr. Speaker, I offer the following resolu- 
 tions. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The gentleman from Maine 
 offers the following resolutions, which the Clerk will 
 report : 
 
 Resolved, That the House has heard with profound sorrow of 
 the death of Hon. Amos L. Allen, a Representative from the State 
 of Maine. 
 
 Resolved, That a committee of eight Members of the House 
 (with such Members of the Senate as may be joined) be appointed 
 to attend the funeral. 
 
 Resolved, That the Sergeant at Arms of the House be authorized 
 and directed to take such steps as may be necessary for carrying 
 out the provisions of these resolutions, and that the necessary 
 expenses in connection therewith be paid out of the contingent 
 fund of the House. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
 Senate and transmit a copy thereof to the family of the deceased. 
 
 Mr. Swasey. Mr. Speaker, at the conclusion of the busi- 
 ness of the House, or later in the day, I shall ask that the 
 House adjourn in honor and respect to the memory of 
 the late Representative, Hon. Amos L. Allen, of Maine, 
 and late Representative, Hon. Walter P. Brownlow, of 
 Tennessee. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The question is on agreeing 
 to the resolutions. 
 
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 The question was taken, and the resolutions were 
 unanimously agreed to. 
 
 The Speaker. In pursuance of the resolution agreed to 
 this morning, the Chair announces the following com- 
 mittee to attend the funeral of the late Representative 
 Allen, of Maine : 
 
 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 Mr. Swasey and Mr. Guernsey, of Maine; Mr. Davis, of Minne- 
 sota; Mr. O'Connell, of Massachusetts; Mr. Kendall, of Iowa; Mr. 
 Latta, of Nebraska; Mr. Graham, of Illinois; and Mr. Cameron, of 
 Arizona. 
 
 Mr. Swasey. Mr. Speaker, in accordance with the order 
 made at the memorial services on calendar day of Sun- 
 day on the late Senator Clay and Representative Rrown- 
 low and pursuant to the resolutions adopted this day in 
 honor of the memory of Amos L. Allen, late Representa- 
 tive from Maine, I move that the House do now adjourn. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The question is on the mo- 
 tion of the gentleman from Maine. 
 
 The motion was agreed to; accordingly (at 9 o'clock 
 and 16 minutes) the House adjourned to meet at 10 a. m. 
 on Tuesday, February 21, 1911. 
 
 Tuesday, May 23, 1911. 
 
 Mr. Hinds. Mr. Speaker, I ask unanimous consent that 
 the following order be made. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows : 
 
 Ordered, That there be a session of the House on Sunday, June 
 11, at 12 m., and that the said session be devoted to eulogies on 
 
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 the life, character, and public services of Amos L. Allen, late a 
 Representative from the State of Maine. 
 
 The Speaker. Is there objection to the request of the 
 gentleman from Maine? [After a pause.] The Chair 
 hears none, and it is so ordered. 
 
 Sunday, June 11, 1911. 
 
 The House met at 12.30 o'clock p. m., and was called 
 to order by Mr. McGillicuddy, as Speaker pro tempore. 
 
 The Chaplain, Rev. Henry N. Couden, D. D., offered the 
 following prayer: 
 
 Our Father in heaven, we are assembled here in mem- 
 ory of a departed Member of this House who served his 
 State and Nation with fidelity and ability. Modest, yet 
 firm; without ostentation, yet with patriotic zeal and 
 fervor; a member of a Christian church; zealous in all 
 good works; respected, esteemed, loved by all. 
 
 We mourn him, but not as dead; rather as living in 
 another of God's many mansions, where, with the same 
 patience, fidelity, and zeal in the service of the King, he 
 is faring on. Help us to emulate his virtues, that we may 
 leave behind us a clean record. Comfort, we beseech 
 Thee, his colleagues and friends, and let Thine everlast- 
 ing arms be about those who were near and dear to him 
 in the bonds of kinship to sustain and comfort them; and 
 bring us in Thine own good time to dwell with Thee in 
 heaven. In the name of Him who is the resurrection and 
 the life. Amen. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The Clerk will report the 
 special order. 
 
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 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 On motion of Mr. Hinds, by unanimous consent, 
 " Ordered, That there be a session of the House on Sunday, 
 June 11, at 12 m., and that the said session be devoted to eulogies 
 on the life, character, and public services of Amos L. Allen, late 
 a Representative from the State of Maine. 
 
 Mr. Hinds. Mr. Speaker, before the exercises begin to- 
 day, I ask unanimous consent that Members be allowed to 
 print. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The gentleman from Maine 
 asks unanimous consent that Members be allowed to 
 print their remarks in the Record. Is there objection? 
 
 There was no objection. 
 
 Mr. Hinds. Mr. Speaker, I offer the resolutions which I 
 send to the Clerk's desk. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The Clerk will report the 
 resolutions. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 House resolution 201. 
 
 Resolved, That the business of the House be now suspended, 
 that opportunity may be given for tribute to the memory of Hon. 
 Amos L. Allen, late a Member of this House from the State of 
 Maine. 
 
 Resolved, That as a particular mark of respect to the memory 
 of the deceased, and in recognition of his distinguished public 
 career, the House, at the conclusion of these exercises, shall stand- 
 adjourned. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
 Senate. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk send a copy of these resolutions to the 
 family of the deceased. 
 
 The question being taken, the resolutions were agreed 
 to. 
 
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MEMORIAL ADDRESSES 
 
 Address of Mr. Hinds, of Maine 
 
 Mr. Speaker. When Amos Lawrence Allen died, in this 
 city, on February 20, 1911, he closed a career of 50 years 
 as a public servant. That disposition which Marcus 
 Aurelius saw in his emperor father " to be ever watchful 
 over the things that were necessary for the administration 
 of the empire, and to be a good manager of the expendi- 
 ture, and patiently to endure the blame which he got for 
 such conduct," existed in its patriotic spirit in this faithful 
 servant of the Republic. He came to the public service 
 in Washington in the direful time of the Civil War, when 
 men of unusual constancy and courage deliberated in 
 these halls. Their example, in the formative years of his 
 early manhood, molded and intensified his political prin- 
 ciples, from which he did not deviate as his influence and 
 responsibilities broadened. 
 
 Mr. Allen was born in Waterboro, in the county of 
 York, Me., March 17, 1837. His father came of the Puritan 
 stock of Massachusetts, his Allen ancestors having ar- 
 rived from England and settled near Salem in 1640. The 
 father was a farmer, leading an industrious but quiet 
 life. Of those pronounced personal traits which preserve 
 the individuality of a man beyond his generation, he 
 seems to have had a sense of humor and ability as a story 
 teller. These characteristics in the distinguished son are 
 credited to his paternal heritage, while the intellectual 
 abilities and judicious ambition which advanced him 
 
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 among his fellows are credited to the maternal as well 
 as the paternal inheritance. His mother was Eleanor 
 Ridley, and was of Revolutionary stock. This, however, 
 was not an especial distinction in the county of York, for 
 that county and its neighbor, Cumberland, took as active 
 a part in the Revolution as the counties of the mother 
 State herself, and their sons made up a large portion of 
 the Massachusetts Line. 
 
 Rut Eleanor Ridley had another distinction which 
 could not be shared by all her neighbors, and her wide 
 information, outspoken opinions, and decided convictions, 
 especially on the question of slavery, disposed those who 
 knew her to believe, as the traditions of her family as- 
 serted, that she was descended from the kin of the martyr 
 Ridley, who perished at the stake in front of Raliol 
 College, Oxford, in the days of Queen Mary. 
 
 There were 10 children in the Allen family, Amos being 
 the eighth. The father was counted fairly prosperous, 
 but the returns from agriculture in the decade of the 
 forties, either in Waterboro or any other Maine town, 
 were not such as to provide for a large family education 
 beyond that of the schools supported by the town taxes. 
 That the mother selected Amos from the little flock for 
 the honors of a higher education is proof enough that she 
 discerned in him at that early age the sound common 
 sense and resourcefulness of character which raised him 
 in after life to positions of trust and great usefulness. At 
 the early age of 8 years Amos was placed with Mr. A. G. 
 Trafton, of the neighboring town of Alfred, a relative who 
 combined the labors of a farmer with kindly ministra- 
 tions as district schoolmaster. In Alfred the boy re- 
 mained five years, and this fact, joined to his later career, 
 tells the story of his character. It is hard for any man, 
 impossible for many men, to advance rapidly to positions 
 of trust among the people who have known them in the 
 
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Address of Mr. Hinds, of Maine 
 
 period of youthful inconsiderateness. But from the day 
 when the child of 8 years went to Alfred for the tutorings 
 of the farmer-schoolmaster that town became the place 
 of his strongest friends and sturdiest support. 
 
 With his hard-won college diploma he came back to 
 one of the law offices on the quiet street shaded by the 
 ancient elms that are yet the glory of Alfred; when ad- 
 mitted to the bar he became assistant to the clerk of 
 courts in the courthouse which is still the prized posses- 
 sion of the village; it was with the support of Alfred 
 friends that he launched, in 1867, in the then stormy seas 
 of York County politics, his first candidacy for elective 
 office; it was in Alfred that he lived and worked for the 12 
 years from 1870 to 1882 when he served York County 
 as clerk of courts; it was as a citizen of Alfred and with 
 the unanimous voice of the county of York that he be- 
 came the Representative of the first congressional district 
 in the House 12 years ago; it was of the anticipated pleas- 
 ure of returning to his Alfred home that he fondly spoke 
 during the fitful fevers of life's latest hours; and it was to 
 Alfred that his mortal remains were carried to receive the 
 honors of earth's farewell from a generation whose trust 
 in him had been learned from their fathers. 
 
 At the end of the five years Mr. Trafton told the mother 
 that the boy had learned all that the Alfred school could 
 teach. So the youth of 13 took farewell — we can believe 
 a reluctant farewell — of the Trafton home, and especially 
 of Mr. Trafton's mother, whose kindness and directing 
 influence Mr. Allen in after years acknowledged and re- 
 paid with kind attentions, until she passed from life in 
 her hundredth year. 
 
 By various employments, of which teaching school was 
 one, the young graduate of the district school of Alfred 
 made enough of financial success to enable him, with the 
 assistance of an older brother in New York City, to enter 
 
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 a seminar}' at Whitestown, N. Y., in 1853. The training 
 which he there received was undoubtedly good, since he 
 was enabled by it to enter Bowdoin College one year in 
 advance in 1857. But in his later life when those school 
 days were recalled Mr. Allen spoke of other things than 
 the studies. New York was then seething with the " irre- 
 pressible conflict." Horace Greeley, Wendell Phillips, 
 Salmon P. Chase, Henry Ward Beecher, William H. 
 Seward, and Roscoe Conkling were frequently heard by 
 the students of the seminary. Maine had been an old 
 Democratic State since the rise of Andrew Jackson's star; 
 on the village street of Alfred one of the great houses was 
 the mansion of that John Holmes, first Senator from 
 Maine, who, as a member of the triumvirate, " John 
 Holmes, Felix Grundy, and the Devil," was declared by 
 ardent Federalists and Whigs to be one of the presiding 
 geniuses of the Jacksonian Democracy; the Aliens in 
 Waterboro were Democrats; and in 1853 it was not a light 
 thing in Maine for a son to turn from the political foot- 
 steps of his fathers. But when the boy student, with 
 wide-open, serious eyes, saw Roscoe Conkling, before a 
 tumultuous audience, tear the linen collar from his neck, 
 with the declaration that he felt as if a border ruffian had 
 him by the throat, and then listened for two hours while 
 that superb orator thundered against the great wrong of 
 the age, the glamour of Jackson's name faded, the spell 
 departed from the mansion house of John Holmes, and 
 even what might be thought in the solemn council before 
 the fireplace in the old home at Waterboro seemed for the 
 first time, perhaps, a small matter. 
 
 Mr. Allen went to Brunswick in 1857 and became a 
 member of the class of 1860 in Bowdoin College. Of the 
 college which he then entered and the brotherhood of 
 young men which he then joined I feel tempted to say 
 more than this day's time will allow. President Woods 
 
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Address of Mr. Hinds, of Maine 
 
 was one of the most accomplished scholars and gentle- 
 men of the time, honored in Europe as in America. 
 Trained in the old classical school, he had conversed 
 familiarly with the Pope in the Latin tongue. Uniting the 
 dexterity of one taught in the old farm home of America 
 to the training of the courtier, he had in the family circle 
 of the French Emperor held the yarn skein for the crochet 
 work of the young princesses while he conversed with 
 their elders in the tongue of the court. He was great 
 enough to differ with his times and to differ wrongly; but 
 Bowdoin College was also great enough to look with dig- 
 nity and composure on her president sitting as secretary 
 of the Democratic convention in 1864 to declare the war a 
 failure, and her Prof. Chamberlain leading gloriously on 
 battle fields red with the blood of her sons. 
 
 Of that brotherhood of youth in the class of 1860 I 
 could wish that another might speak, one who was with 
 it and of it; perhaps Samuel T. Came, the classmate and 
 neighbor in Alfred, who still practices the law through 
 the evening of a useful life; perhaps Joseph W. Symonds, 
 learned judge of the Supreme Court of Maine, who, at the 
 unveiling of the statue in Portland last summer, portrayed 
 the youth of Thomas B. Reed as the class of 1860 knew it; 
 perhaps William W. Thomas, who went to Sweden with 
 the commission of Abraham Lincoln and there lives in 
 honor near the court where he was accredited so long. 
 
 If I could re-create the past I would bring back one of 
 the rare days in the Speakership of Thomas B. Reed, 
 when Augustine Jones, honored head of the Friends' 
 School at Providence, would come into the little room off 
 the lobby of this House, which was then the Speaker's 
 room. The great Speaker would lay aside the public 
 business, the faithful secretary — he whose life and services 
 we eulogize to-day — would lay aside his pen, and Bowdoin 
 College and the days of 1860 would have the floor. They 
 
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 would speak of famous professors like Cleveland and 
 Packard, of beloved classmates and companions, both 
 the living and the dead. At times they recalled again the 
 memory of Samuel Fessenden, the son of William Pitt 
 Fessenden, who perished in one of the early battles of 
 the war, who had been Thomas B. Reed's roommate, 
 and who had interested the great Senator to lend to the 
 poor but earnest boy the assistance that enabled the fu- 
 ture Speaker to graduate with the class of 1860. Samuel 
 Fessenden was of the class of 1861. But the class of 
 1860, like every class of that time, had its share of youths 
 who led companies, regiments, or batteries at ages 
 which now are not considered adequate to the minor 
 responsibilities of peace. Albert W. Bradbury had won 
 the approbation of Sheridan as an officer of artillery on 
 the fields about Winchester, and John Marshall Brown 
 brought home rank and honor from battles as famous. 
 
 The relationship of Amos L. Allen and Thomas B. 
 Reed in the class of 1860 exercised a great influence on the 
 lives of both and on the political history of Maine for the 
 generation in which they lived. They had been friendly, 
 but not especially intimate during college days, and when 
 they had delivered their graduating parts — they both 
 stood high in rank — and parted at the college gates, they 
 had no reason to believe that the future held much in 
 common for them. Mr. Allen went to the law office of 
 Judge Henry Goodenow, in Alfred, and, through Judge 
 Goodenow's interest with Lot M. Morrill, then a Senator 
 from Maine, to a clerkship in the Treasury Department at 
 Washington, where there would be opportunity during 
 leisure hours for study in the Columbian Law School. 
 Mr. Reed went to a Portland law office, thence to Cali- 
 fornia, where he was admitted to the bar, and then to the 
 United States Navy for the closing years of the war. Mr. 
 Allen was admitted to the York County bar in 1866, and 
 
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Address of Mr. Hinds, of Maine 
 
 the next year was Republican candidate for clerk of 
 courts. When his Democratic opponent was elected he 
 returned to Washington to a position in the post office of 
 the House of Representatives; but in 1870 was in Alfred 
 again, and this time a successful candidate for clerk of 
 courts. In this position of dignity and trust Mr. Allen 
 remained 12 years. 
 
 Mr. Reed meanwhile had returned to Portland, had 
 served in both branches of the State legislature, and had 
 been attorney general of the State. It was with these 
 honors back of him that he presented himself in the office 
 of his classmate one day in 1876 and stated his ambition 
 to serve the first congressional district in Congress. 
 
 The Congressman at that time was a distinguished 
 citizen of York County, a man of large business interests 
 and extensive political influence. He had, moreover, the 
 loyal and determined support of a large portion of York 
 County. Mr. Reed came from the other county of the 
 district. Mr. Allen undoubtedly saw the political embar- 
 rassments of the situation, but he cast his fortunes with 
 his classmate and was one of the small band of men from 
 York County who assisted in Mr. Reed's nomination in a 
 contest so close and exciting that the memories of it still 
 live in Maine. 
 
 Mr. Reed came to this House, and in 1882 he was named 
 chairman of the Judiciary Committee by Speaker Keifer. 
 He at once nominated his classmate and friend as clerk, 
 and Mr. Allen served the committee during the Forty- 
 seventh Congress. With the return of a Democratic ma- 
 jority in the Forty-eighth Congress Mr. Reed ceased to be 
 chairman, and Mr. Allen, after a year as special examiner 
 in the Pension Bureau, returned to Alfred in 1886 and was 
 at once elected to the Maine Legislature. 
 
 It was during this session of the legislature, which con- 
 vened January 1, 1887, that I first met Mr. Allen. He was 
 
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 not obtrusive in the proceedings of that body, rarely par- 
 ticipated in the debates, and for a time passed with spec- 
 tators as one of the quiet, sensible body of farmer mem- 
 bers who from the origin of the State have wasted little 
 time, but have voted potentially in the Legislatures of 
 Maine. But education, experience of affairs, common 
 sense, and industry never fail to come to their own in any 
 legislative body, and before the winter was over the mod- 
 est gentleman from Alfred found his judgment sought by 
 the leaders and his opinions respected by the membership. 
 
 The national election of 1888 brought a Republican to 
 the White House and a Republican majority to this Hall. 
 Mr. Reed had been 12 years a Member, and now came 
 forward for the Speakership. In the moment of his suc- 
 cess he turned again to his college classmate, and Mr. 
 Allen became his secretary. 
 
 The older Members on this floor will remember the 
 quiet, judicious secretary, whom they always found un- 
 perturbed at his post during the stormy years of Mr. 
 Reed's speakerships. He was not merely a secretary, he 
 was a friend and counselor. It would be as easy to con- 
 template John Milton, secretary to Oliver Cromwell, in 
 the condition of a mere transcriber of dictations, as to 
 contemplate Amos L. Allen busying himself only with 
 opening letters and copying answers. So much political 
 sagacity, so great calmness of judgment, so evident hon- 
 esty of purpose, never passed unappreciated or unused in 
 the council chamber of Thomas B. Reed. I first saw the 
 two men together in the winter of 1890, in the midst of the 
 tumultuous first session of the Fifty-first Congress; and 20 
 years have not dimmed the vivid recollections of the 
 loyalty and trust subsisting in the daily relations of the 
 two men. 
 
 When Mr. Reed resigned, in 1899, his membership in 
 the House, the first district of Maine, which for 22 years 
 
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Address of Mr. Hinds, of Maine 
 
 had thought of no other for her Representative, turned to 
 Mr. Allen naturally, and with practical unanimity so far 
 as the dominant political party was concerned. He was 
 chosen at a special election hy a substantial majority, and 
 thereafter continued in the approval of the district for 12 
 years. 
 
 And when, before the choice of 1910 was to be made, he 
 announced voluntarily his purpose to retire, the general 
 good will and appreciation expressed for his faithful serv- 
 ice promised that he would carry to private life the unique 
 dignity of a man who had outlived the animosities of 
 political strife while still remaining in it. That he should 
 lake leave of life before entering the peaceful retirement 
 which seemed so attractive to him and to which he looked 
 forward with so many anticipations brought to his friends 
 the only disappointment in his long public career. 
 
 Mr. Allen's place as a servant of the people of Maine 
 has been fixed by the officially expressed confidence of 
 her public men and the voice of the people themselves. 
 His place in this House is not written so broadly in the 
 records as in the case of many other Members. His mod- 
 esty led him to shun debate, and he never sought to place 
 himself in a high seat at the council table. But in the 
 future, when other men shall be in this Hall and some are 
 anxious to know the record of Amos Lawrence Allen, 
 they will find by his recorded votes and acts that he served 
 in his day and generation with diligence, honesty, and 
 courage. 
 
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Address of Mr. Kendall, of Iowa 
 
 Mr. Speaker : Because of my absence from Washington 
 I was only yesterday afternoon advised that the solemn 
 observance upon which we are now engaged would occur 
 to-day, and I have had, therefore, no opportunity for that 
 suitable preparation so necessary to render eulogy appro- 
 priate and seasonable. But I loved Amos L. Allen, and I 
 can not allow to remain unembraced this occasion to offer 
 my inadequate tribute to his memory. 
 
 "We are assembled in this historic Chamber on this 
 sacred day to consider resolutions which will be unani- 
 mously adopted at the conclusion of these impressive 
 ceremonies. We are here to express our appreciation of 
 a life which all approved and to evidence our bereave- 
 ment in a death which all deplored. 
 
 I did not enjoy a prolonged or intimate acquaintance 
 with Mr. Allen. When I entered the Sixty-first Congress 
 I was assigned to the Committee on Indian Affairs, where 
 I was introduced to the subject of this imperfect me- 
 morial, then an influential member of that important 
 committee. I was attracted to him immediately, as all 
 were who knew him at all, by his gentle courtesy, by his 
 quiet dignity, by his modest demeanor, by his obvious 
 sincerity, by his patient industry, by his inflexible integ- 
 rity, and by his exceptional efficiency for the performance 
 of the duties which devolved upon him. As, in the lapse 
 of time, I was admitted more informally into the privi- 
 leges of his friendship, I grew more and more to recognize 
 his unusual ability, which I think was scarcely under- 
 stood here, and more and more to reverence his admirable 
 
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Address of Mr. Kendall, of Iowa 
 
 character, which I am sure was acknowledged every- 
 where. He was born of obscure and honest parentage on 
 March 17, 1837, and died an American Representative, 
 commanding the confidence and good will of an intelli- 
 gent and enlightened constituency, on February 20, 1911. 
 His life was singularly busy and remarkably useful. His 
 early career was characterized by a constant struggle for 
 an education which should equip him for the serious and 
 severe labors of the world. He always underestimated his 
 own capacity, and he was one of the most unassuming 
 men I ever encountered in official or private station. 
 Fortunately for his district, for his State, for his country, 
 his people were not slow to discover his extraordinary 
 aptitude for the public service, and almost from his youth 
 to his death he occupied some position of trust or respon- 
 sibility or distinction or honor. It can be truthfully said 
 of him — and more need not be said of any man — that he 
 retired from every relation with the esteem and love of 
 those whose interests his activities affected. 
 
 We know how uniform was the affection cherished for 
 him by his colleagues in the House, and how general was 
 their regret when his decease was announced. With a 
 profounder intensity the same affection was displayed 
 and the same regret suffered by his humbler neighbors in 
 Maine. I was extremely impressed by the funeral ora- 
 tion delivered at Alfred by his old pastor, the Rev. C. W. 
 Bradlee, of Bath, Me., and I undertake now to reproduce 
 it as a part of my remarks : 
 
 Life is a constant revelation. To the open eye every moment is 
 luminous. But there are critical periods in human lives, seasons 
 of special revelation. A strange path has opened at our feet. 
 Some great blessing has come into our lives and flooded our souls 
 with sunshine and hope. Or some sorrow has fallen upon us and 
 so changed everything that we walk in a different world and 
 seem to be different men and women. Most of us understand this 
 
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 truth. Life has been filled with varied experiences, joyous and 
 sad. We have been called again and again to walk along dark- 
 ened ways, needing sorely the comfort of others, where at other 
 times it has been ours to comfort. We have met experiences 
 which seemed uncertain and unreal. We have passed a rugged 
 corner in life. Our outlook has changed, and we have changed 
 with it. Thus are we brought into sympathy with the trying lot 
 of others, and in the darkest hours hands are held out to those 
 in need. Because we have passed through the loneliness and 
 weariness of affliction, we are touched most deeply by the afflic- 
 tion of others. And so we are here, this large company of men 
 and women, in the middle of a busy day, heart to heart, soul to 
 soul, with this bereft circle. Practical sympathy has been and 
 will be shown; but now we are gathered to express, if only by 
 our presence and in silent communion, the yearning desire we 
 each and all have to console and comfort and bless. Human 
 speech seems almost an intrusion in an hour like this — the min- 
 istry of spirit, human and divine, is more appropriate and elo- 
 quent. Yet I would, if I may, voice the feelings of those present 
 and absent who were friends of the departed. I would also be a 
 minister of consolation this hour, and the more because of the 
 sympathetic and personal relation existing between myself and 
 family and this shadowed home. It is not easy for me to speak 
 here this afternoon. 
 
 The departure of this man whose body lies here in the stillness, 
 brings to me and mine a sense of personal bereavement and loss. 
 I am indeed a mourner at his bier. For more than 30 years I was 
 honored with and enjoyed his friendship. Our acquaintance 
 began in 1878, when I became his pastor. And what a royal 
 parishioner he was! Not only a liberal contributor toward the 
 expenses of public worship; not only a constant attendant and 
 inspiring listener to my youthful preaching, but ready to co- 
 operate with me in every worthy enterprise for the people's 
 good. I saw much of him during those two years, both in public 
 and private, and came to know him intimately. I was made 
 welcome in his home and have enjoyed its hospitality at my will 
 ever since. But he opened his heart to me and I learned what 
 manner of man this was who, honored so far above the majority 
 of his fellows, remained ingenuous and unostentatious to the 
 last. It is not necessary that I repeat the biographical facts which 
 
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Address of Mr. Kendall, of Iowa 
 
 have been published in all the leading papers of the country. 
 His public life is well known by you who sit before me. Neither 
 am I expected to attempt a memorial oration, such as will doubt- 
 less be delivered at a future day by some colleague at Washing- 
 ton. But mine is the humbler privilege of offering a simple, 
 affectionate tribute from my heart to the memory of this man, 
 whom I greatly respected and genuinely loved. It was good to 
 have him for a friend. You know that. How genial he was. His 
 laugh was infectious. How companionable and sympathetic. He 
 shared your joys and sorrows. He helped you when he could. 
 His friendship was true. It could be depended upon; it never 
 betrayed its trust. That made him an ideal member of the fra- 
 ternity to which he belonged. He not only took the vows of 
 brotherhood, but practiced the spirit of brotherliness and the law 
 of mutual help. 
 
 But he not only loved his neighbor and recognized the brother- 
 hood of men, but he loved his country. He was patriotic as well 
 as philanthropic. He was a conscientious public servant. He 
 was true and faithful in every relation of life — devoted to his 
 family, kind to his relatives, and a friend in need to many who 
 were of no relation to him. He was as generous as tender- 
 hearted and liked to bestow his benefactions secretly. Though 
 plain-spoken and unaffected, he was a courteous gentleman, show- 
 ing deference to the aged and attracting the young around him. 
 He was charitable of men's motives and disposed to put the best 
 construction on their words and actions. He had decided con- 
 victions on every moral question, and I never knew him to hesi- 
 tate to declare them when a declaration of his standing was called 
 for. I have talked with him alone of the eternal verities. He 
 was a believer in the Christian religion and had a personal faith 
 in the Lord Jesus Christ. The other world and life seemed to him 
 a logical sequence of this world and life. Though a quiet man, 
 he was one of strong feelings. With his intense nature he must 
 have seen and heard and felt more than the ordinary man in this 
 world. What must it have been to him when he found himself so 
 suddenly in yonder world of God? A retired captain of the 
 British Army, fond of relating his worldwide experiences, he was 
 describing some of his most surprising adventures, when, stop- 
 ping suddenly in the midst of his stories, he exclaimed, with 
 emotion and solemn earnestness: "But, gentlemen, wonderful as 
 
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 these things were, I am expecting soon to see something far more 
 wonderful." The company were much surprised and mystified 
 at this sudden exclamation and altered manner. The veteran 
 soldier was 70 years old, and as he was retired from service and 
 his traveling days were over, they wondered what he could mean. 
 When they asked his meaning he was silent for a moment and 
 then replied: "During the first five minutes after death." 
 
 May we not believe that not only was that a great wonder, but a 
 sweet surprise, to this our friend who has preceded us on the 
 unknown journey. However much one has thought about and 
 prepared for and expected it, unspeakably wonderful must it be 
 to suddenly find oneself in the other and better world. The 
 other day when the message came he heard the call of the unseen 
 that those around him could not hear, and went over. He did not 
 die. Out from the cast-off tenement of flesh he went to God. 
 Out from the night of earth he passed into the eternal morning, to 
 the land of the unclouded day, where the Lord's tired ones rest 
 and are never sick any more, nor worn, nor weary, nor ever 
 know again the heartaches of earth life, for " God shall spread 
 His tabernacle over them. They shall hunger no more, neither 
 thirst any more, neither shall the sun light on them, nor any 
 heat, for the lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed 
 them and shall lead them unto fountains of waters, and God shall 
 wipe away all tears from their eyes." 
 
 His daughter, in a personal communication to a friend 
 of the family, said: " His ability to serve others and keep 
 silent was one of his strongest points. His sudden death 
 revealed to us many secrets of his being a ' friend in need ' 
 to many. I would not wish to multiply words as to my 
 father's true worth, but I know that whatever estimate is 
 put on his public career he was a faithful public servant, 
 honest and sincere in every act." And his son : "As I look 
 at his life it was one of serviceableness in the best sense of 
 the word." 
 
 And from far off Mississippi a gentleman writes: "In 
 my Dixie home I shall teach my children to reverence the 
 
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Address of Mr. Kendall, of low, 
 
 memory of the man who once helped their father in time 
 of sore need." 
 
 Service! Mr. Speaker, it is the principle inculcated by 
 the great Master who surrendered his life on Calvary to 
 illustrate it. Service! It was finely exemplified by our 
 departed friend, and we know beyond all doubting truly 
 that when he crossed to the invisible shore his devoted 
 soul was immediately admitted to companionship with 
 the spirits of other just men made perfect on high. 
 
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Address of Mr. Graham, of Illinois 
 
 Mr. Speaker: During my short service in this body I 
 have been greatly impressed by the very happy custom of 
 setting apart a day for eulogizing deceased Members. I 
 hope the custom will long survive. While it is a pretty 
 tribute to the dead, I regard it as being of especial value 
 to those who participate in such occasions. A tender re- 
 gard for the memory of the departed ones has ever been 
 the source of inspiration to the survivors. A history of 
 the sacrifices made by the living in memory of the dead 
 would fill volumes; and in the making of these sacrifices 
 their lives were idealized and they were lifted up above 
 their grosser selves. 
 
 Numberless institutions of great value to society have 
 been founded and maintained for the benefit of helpless 
 youth and equally helpless age as monuments to loved 
 ones who prematurely fell before the sickle of the grim 
 reaper. Many institutions devoted to the education of 
 persons who were poor but worthy, many beautiful tem- 
 ples dedicated to the worship of the living God, exist to- 
 day as testimonials of affection for wife or husband, for 
 son or daughter, who had crossed to that " bourn whence 
 no traveler returns." 
 
 Some of the most stupendous works of the ancients — 
 works so colossal as to practically defy the defacing band 
 of time — were erected by the living in tender recollection 
 of the dead. 
 
 The monuments left by the Mound Builders of North 
 America, the great pyramids of Egypt, and many other 
 stupendous undertakings of the primeval races show to 
 
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 what extreme lengths they went to keep fresh and green 
 the memory of their departed. 
 
 And in the world of art and letters it were very difficult 
 to tell what we owe to this most commendable sentiment. 
 
 Chateaubriand's great book, The Genius of Christian- 
 ity, is but a monument which, by her open grave, he re- 
 solved to build, in loving memory of his mother, in par- 
 tial atonement for a past life which had been a source of 
 great grief to her. And the same might be said of that 
 other wonderful book, The Confessions of St. Augustine, 
 whose good mother, Monica, devoted much time to pray- 
 ing for her son's conversion. And it is in common knowl- 
 edge that the Divine Comedy, the greatest flight of the 
 human imagination, is but the tribute of love which Dante 
 paid to the memory of his beloved Beatrice. There is 
 scarcely a limit to the cases of this character which might 
 be cited. Nor are we without an illustration here. You 
 will remember but a short few years ago our distinguished 
 colleague, Henry George, jr., visited the late Count Tol- 
 stoi at his home in Russia. 
 
 The great Piussian, like most thoughtful men, was an 
 admirer of Mr. George's father. 
 
 Anticipating his own approaching death he said: 
 " What message shall I bring from you to your father?" 
 And the son, whom I have almost learned to love, sent to 
 the father, whom I had the honor to know and respect and 
 admire, this simple message : " Tell him I am doing the 
 work." 
 
 What work was this he was doing? The work of hu- 
 manity. The work of making less heavy the burdens of 
 those who labor and are heavy laden. And those who 
 read his splendid book, The Menace of Privilege, can read 
 between the lines on every page how the living son has 
 dedicated himself to the work begun by his distinguished 
 
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 father, and how the memory of the dead father acts as an 
 inspiration to the surviving son. 
 
 I think I am not in error when I say that the feeling is 
 almost universal among men, whether civilized or savage, 
 that in the great beyond there will he a continued exist- 
 ence and a renewal of association or communion between 
 individuals in spite of death. 
 
 The great agnostic, Col. Ingersoll, seems to have recog- 
 nized this universal feeling and attempted to explain it 
 away by saying that "hope hears the rustle of a wing." 
 By the word " hope," as he uses it, Col. Ingersoll un- 
 doubtedly intended to convey not the Christian hope, but 
 a mere foundationless wish or desire. 
 
 But was it such hope that induced the American aborig- 
 ines to slay the dead warrior's pony and, with his bow 
 and arrows, bury it beside his body to keep him company 
 and to serve him in the happy hunting ground? 
 
 Was it such a hope that induced them to place the bod- 
 ies of their dead on elevated platforms to prevent their 
 mutilation, that they might not suffer any inconvenience 
 or humiliation among their fellows in the great beyond? 
 
 Was it such a hope that impelled them to suffer death 
 rather than lose the precious scalp lock, so necessary to 
 their proper standing in the life so surely awaiting them 
 beyond the grave? What did they know of hope in the 
 Christian sense, apart from that innate feeling implanted 
 in the breasts of all men? 
 
 So far as I am aware, the uncivilized and even savage 
 races everywhere believe in a life after this one, in some 
 instances, however, believing that existence in the here- 
 after depends upon the preservation of the physical body. 
 
 Herbert Spencer, the great agnostic philosopher, admits 
 the universality of this belief in a future life, and tried to 
 explain it away by giving what seems to me a ridiculously 
 insufficient reason. In substance he says that when primi- 
 
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 tive men observed cases of swooning or suspended anima- 
 tion they reached the conclusion that each individual had 
 in him an " other self," which " other self " had the power 
 to leave the body temporarily and take, as it were, an 
 occasional vacation, and that death was but the indefinite 
 absence of this "other self." He virtually admits the fact 
 of this universal belief, but his explanation of the origin 
 of it is rather far-fetched and laborious. A common 
 origin of mankind, with traditions traceable to a common 
 source, and an inward, insatiable longing for existence 
 furnish a far better explanation. 
 
 It seems to me the well-known customs of the primitive 
 races, to some of which I have alluded, are a sufficient 
 contradiction of Mr. Spencer's theory. 
 
 It is safe to say that the desire for happiness is universal 
 among normal men. Even when we go furthest wrong we 
 are but striving after happiness, although guided by a 
 perverted judgment. So, also, the desire to be, to exist, is 
 universal; and this desire to exist is so strong that I can 
 not conceive of happiness for one who was convinced that 
 he was a brother to the clod, that his very existence might 
 terminate at any moment. 
 
 The dread of utter annihilation would inevitably render 
 him most unhappy. But why? My answer to that query 
 is, Because God made him that way; because there is 
 planted deep in the foundations of his nature, far deeper 
 than he can fathom, a yearning, an unconquerable desire 
 to continue to exist. 
 
 The poet Milton well expresses this thought when he 
 says: 
 
 For who would lose, 
 Tho' filled with pain, this intellectual being; 
 These thoughts that wander through eternity, 
 To perish rather, swallowed up and lost 
 In the wide womb of uncreated night? 
 
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 In the play of Cato, Addison represents that stern old 
 Roman as brooding over his misfortunes and contem- 
 plating suicide. He is seated at a table. He has been 
 reading Plato's book on the Immortality of the Soul. His 
 sword, unsheathed, lies beside him ready for use in what 
 was to be the last act of life's drama. But his purpose is 
 shaken by what he has read. He is convinced by the 
 reasoning of the great philosopher, and in discussing the 
 question with himself, he thus soliloquizes: 
 
 It must be so. Plato, thou reasoneth well, 
 
 Else why this pleasing hope, this fond desire, 
 
 This longing after immortality? 
 
 Or whence this secret dread and inward horror 
 
 Of falling into naught? Why shrinks the soul 
 
 Back on herself, and startles at destruction? 
 
 'Tis the Divinity that stirs within us; 
 
 ' Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter 
 
 And intimates eternity to man. 
 
 Eternity, thou pleasing, dreadful thought! 
 
 And then he sees that while the sword may kill the body 
 it can not reach the soul, and he adds: 
 
 The soul secure in her existence 
 Smiles at the drawn dagger 
 And defies its point. 
 
 The stars shall fade away, 
 
 The sun himself grow dim with age, 
 
 And nations sink in years, but thou 
 
 Shalt flourish in immortal youth, unhurt 
 
 Amid the war of elements, the wreck 
 
 Of matter, and the crush of worlds. 
 
 In his own beautifully simple and characteristic way 
 our Longfellow says: 
 
 Dust thou art, to dust returneth, 
 Was not spoken of the soul. 
 
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Address of Mr. Graham, of Illinois 
 
 No; death does not end all. Death is but the real be- 
 ginning of all. It is but the gateway through which we are 
 to pass from time to eternity. 
 
 I know — 
 
 Said Job nearly 4,000 years ago — 
 
 I know that my Redeemer Iiveth, and that in the last day I shall 
 rise out of the earth, and I shall be clothed with my skin, and in 
 my flesh I shall see God. 
 
 What faith and what consolation is represented by 
 these words ! And it was in such firm belief as this that 
 our late colleague, Mr. Amos L. Allen, lived and died. 
 
 As one of a committee on the part of the House, I ac- 
 companied his remains to their last resting place at Al- 
 fred, Me., in the same county in which he was born 74 
 years ago, and in which his permanent home was during 
 all these years. 
 
 No higher tribute could be paid to his memory and his 
 character than the genuine and truly touching exhibition 
 of mingled sorrow and respect shown by the friends and 
 neighbors of a lifetime on the funeral occasion. 
 
 My personal acquaintance with Mr. Allen was limited 
 to our association in the Committee on Indian Affairs 
 during the Sixty-first Congress, supplemented by occa- 
 sional meetings on the floor of the House. 
 
 But, limited and brief as these opportunities were, I 
 formed a high opinion of his sterling honesty, his fine in- 
 tegrity, and I soon learned to have the greatest respect for 
 his judgment and the highest esteem for him personally. 
 
 But the final summons came to him, and he had to an- 
 swer it, just as it will in time come to each of us, and each, 
 in his turn, will have to answer it. 
 
 Silently and sorrowfully we bore what was mortal of 
 him to his last resting place in the silent city of the dead, 
 
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 God's acre. We left his dust in its lonely prison house on 
 the hillside in the State of his nativity; and then we turned 
 our faces again to the problems we are trying to solve and 
 which we must continue to work at till life's fitful fever 
 passes for us also. When that time comes may someone 
 be able to truthfully say for us, as I believe I can truth- 
 fully say for him, that we met and discharged life's duties 
 honestly and bravely, that we were willing to stand for the 
 right even though we stood alone, that we tried earnestly 
 to serve our country and our fellow men, and that the 
 world is at least a little better because we lived in it. 
 
 Mr. Rubey assumed the chair. 
 
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Address of Mr. McGillicuddy, of Maine 
 
 Mr. Speaker: In accordance with a long and honored 
 custom in this House, we meet to-day to pay our tribute 
 to the dead. 
 
 It is especially fitting that in this House, the scene of the 
 last labors of his useful life, the character and career of 
 Amos Lawrence Allen should be commemorated. 
 
 He was eminently worthy of the high honor we now pay 
 to his memory. 
 
 If it is given to those gone beyond to know something of 
 this mortal life, I am sure that it would be his wish that no 
 word of extravagant praise or fulsome eulogy should be 
 spoken on this occasion. He was a plain-spoken, truthful, 
 sincere, and modest man. He indeed valued appreciation, 
 but caressing speech and undue compliment were espe- 
 cially distasteful to him. 
 
 While his successful career was principally due to his 
 own efforts, yet there were elements that contributed 
 largely to it over which he had no control, and I have no 
 doubt that it would be his wish on this occasion that these 
 elements rather than his own efforts should be the subject 
 of his eulogy. 
 
 In the first place, he came of good stock. His ancestors 
 were of the type of those who, in the middle of the seven- 
 teenth century, left England for the new western world 
 with the spirit of freedom in their hearts. On the sturdy 
 soil of America they developed into Revolutionary pa- 
 triots of the type of yeomanry that at Lexington and Con- 
 cord fired the shot that was heard around the world. His 
 great grandfather fought in that giant struggle, and at its 
 close moved to York County, Me., where Amos L. Allen 
 
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 was born March 17, 1837. His mother was a woman of 
 unusual ability, of strong character and convictions, a 
 woman who was not only a worker, but a thinker, and 
 upon the boy she reared fixed the impress of her thought 
 and character, which remained with him to the day of his 
 death. 
 
 In another respect was he fortunate ; he was born poor. 
 I do not mean that he was in want and poverty, but in cir- 
 cumstances and conditions that teach lessons and fix 
 habits of frugality, thrift, and industry. 
 
 Again was he fortunate in being born and reared on a 
 farm — the best place in this world to bring up an Ameri- 
 can boy, because there, as nowhere else, he early learns 
 practical lessons of duty and responsibility. 
 
 One of Mr. Allen's earliest traits was his desire for an 
 education. To improve his mind was a passion. Good 
 books were his early and close companions. After ac- 
 quiring such education as his vicinity afforded he went 
 away to earn money to still further pursue his studies. A 
 liberal education was his early ambition, and he had the 
 proud satisfaction of fulfilling that ambition when he 
 graduated from Bowdoin College with high honor in the 
 class of 1860. 
 
 He studied law and became an honored member of the 
 bar of his native county of York in 1866. 
 
 He was early recognized by his fellow citizens as a man 
 of worth and ability, and was elected by them to many 
 positions of honor and trust, all of which he filled with 
 fidelity and ability. As has been truly said, this period of 
 his life was one of serviceableness and usefulness in the 
 best sense of the word. 
 
 The crowning work of Mr. Allen's career was in this 
 National House of Representatives. It is not my purpose, 
 however, to even briefly advert to it. This has been faith- 
 fully done by his colaborers here. I rise simply to state 
 
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Address <>i Mr. McGillicuddy, of Maine 
 
 that it is my privilege and pleasure on this occasion, as a 
 citizen of his State and a member of the opposite political 
 party, to record my belief that no matter how men might 
 differ with him in principle or on matters of public policy, 
 Amos L. Allen was universally considered an honest and 
 honorable man of deep and sincere convictions, who in 
 the discharge of his public duties did what he believed to 
 be right as it was given to him to see the right. 
 
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Address of Mr. Latta, of Nebraska 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Death is no respecter of persons or of 
 age; all must answer when the summons comes. When 
 one stands beside the hier of youth imagination brings to 
 view the possibilities and triumphs of a life that might 
 have been had these tender years budded into manhood. 
 The tear of sorrow, mingled with regret, moistens tbe 
 cheek, and it is hard to understand why one so young 
 should be taken. There is a feeling of personal loss that 
 fdls the heart. 
 
 When in the full vigor of manhood, with courage and 
 determination to do for home and brother and country, 
 our friend is stricken by the hand of death, one stands 
 appalled by the loss and is impelled to exclaim, " Why 
 this tragedy of life?" The foundation of life's structure 
 has been well laid, the superstructure of social and busi- 
 ness responsibility is building, and there is bright promise 
 of a completed whole — a truly successful life that the 
 world can ill afford to do without. But the summons 
 comes; the architect is laid low; and as one stands by the 
 open grave there is grief, not alone for what might have 
 been, but because our eyes have seen what has been done 
 and our hearts have felt the throb of a kindly heart. 
 Life's structure, it seems, is left unfinished and the plans 
 have been lost with the death of the builder. 
 
 But does the reaper, Death, spare the life until the mel- 
 lowing years have matured its fruit; until in the ripeness 
 and fulness of age it has given to mankind the blessing 
 of a noble life, full of good works and good words, and 
 then full of years— three score years and ten, and then 
 
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Address ok Mr. Latta, of Nebraska 
 
 four years more — in the full vigor of mind, garner the 
 ripened grain — take our friend from labor on earth to the 
 reward beyond? Then, as one stands by the bier, the 
 tears of sorrow will, indeed, flow in the sadness of fare- 
 well; but mingled with the sorrow there is the balm that 
 our friend has lived, truly lived; that he has been our 
 friend and that his help has enriched the life that is ours. 
 
 There is grief because of the loss and the parting, but 
 still one feels that the friendship still lives in the heart 
 and memory; that the life is richer and fuller because of 
 that friendship; that the world is brighter and better be- 
 cause our friend has lived. 
 
 As I stood by the bier of our deceased colleague these 
 are some of the thoughts that came crowding in on my 
 mind. 
 
 Amos Lawrence Allen, my friend, your friend, was 
 born March 17, 1837, in Waterboro, Me., and died Febru- 
 ary 20, 1911, in this city, where until a few days before his 
 decease he was active in the discharge of his duties as the 
 Representative of his district. I will not go into detail 
 regarding the activities of his business and political life. 
 Others who knew him longer can do this better than I can, 
 and I will leave it to them. However, let me say in pass- 
 ing that during his long life he was always found ready 
 to do his duty, whatever that duty might be, in any capac- 
 ity in which he was placed. 
 
 As one of the Members who escorted the body of the 
 deceased to his former home in Alfred, Me., I had the 
 pleasure of meeting many of his former townsmen. The 
 love and respect and esteem that was manifested by these 
 people who knew him best — by his friends and neigh- 
 bors — touched me very deeply. He was their Congress- 
 man, but he was more than that. He was their trusted 
 friend and neighbor; he was Uncle Amos to them, and 
 the tears dimmed the eyes of many with whom I talked 
 
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 as they recounted the kind words and deeds of him whom 
 they had learned to love. 
 
 How grand a thing is life when it is truly lived, and how 
 sublime to live on in the hearts and lives of friends even 
 though separated by death. 
 
 Life is measured not so much by heartbeats as by kind 
 sympathies; not so much by dollars as by good deeds; not 
 so much by political preferment as by sterling honesty; 
 and measured by these standards our deceased colleague 
 indeed lived, and his life is worthy of our emulation. 
 
 It was my privilege to sit with him as a member of the 
 Committee on Indian Affairs, and it was here that I 
 learned to admire him and to know his true worth. His 
 rugged manhood and unfailing kindness of disposition 
 won him high esteem among his colleagues. He firmly 
 believed that the highest duty of a public servant was to 
 obey the wishes of the people. He was courteous and kind 
 to all; genial and companionable; would rejoice with a 
 friend in his success and extend sympathy to one in sor- 
 row or misfortune; and the joy or the sympathy came 
 from the heart and found the heart. Here was a good 
 man, and I esteem his friendship as one of the rich 
 memories that will always be associated with my mem- 
 bership in this body. 
 
 In closing, I wish to quote a passage from the eulogy de- 
 livered by the Rev. C. W. Rradlee, a long-time friend and 
 former pastor of the late Congressman, on the occasion of 
 the funeral service of the deceased. 
 
 He was true and faithful in every relation of life — devoted to 
 his family, kind to his relatives, and a friend in need to many 
 who were of no relation to him. He was as generous as tender- 
 hearted, and liked to bestow his benefactions secretly. Though 
 plain-spoken and unaffected, he was a courteous gentleman — 
 showing deference to the aged and attracting the young around 
 him. He was charitable of men's motives and disposed to put 
 
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Address of Mk. Latta, of Nebraska 
 
 He had 
 
 decided convic- 
 
 a believei 
 
 • in the Christian 
 
 seemed t 
 
 o him a logical 
 
 the best construction on their actior 
 tions on every moral question, and wj 
 religion. The other world and lifi 
 sequence of this world and life. 
 
 To know Amos Allen was to love him, and of no man could 
 we more truthfully say — 
 
 His life was gentle; and the elements 
 
 So mix't in him that Nature might stand up 
 
 And say to all the world, " This was a man." 
 
 ADJOURNMENT. 
 
 Then, in accordance with the resolution heretofore 
 adopted (at 1 o'clock and 44 minutes p. m.), the House 
 adjourned until Monday, June 42, 4944, at 42 o'clock m. 
 
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Proceedings in the Senate 
 
 Tuesday, February 21, 1011. 
 
 The Presiding Officer (Mr. Brandcgee in the chair). 
 The Chair lays before the Senate resolutions from the 
 House of Representatives, which the Secretary will read. 
 
 The Secretary read the resolutions, as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That the House has heard with profound sorrow of 
 the death of Hon. Amos L. Allen, a Representative from the 
 State of Maine. 
 
 Resolved, That a committee of eight Members of the House 
 (with such Members of the Senate as may be joined) be ap- 
 pointed to attend the funeral. 
 
 Resolved, That the Sergeant at Arms of the House be author- 
 ized and directed to take such steps as may be necessary for 
 carrying out the provisions of these resolutions, and that the 
 necessary expenses in connection therewith be paid out of the 
 contingent fund of the House. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
 Senate and transmit a copy thereof to the family of the deceased. 
 
 Mr. Hale. Mr. President, I offer the resolutions which I 
 send to the desk, and ask for their immediate considera- 
 tion. 
 
 •The Presiding Officer. The resolutions submitted by 
 the Senator from Maine will be read. 
 
 The resolutions were read, considered by unanimous 
 consent, and unanimously agreed to, as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That the Senate has heard with profound sorrow 
 the announcement of the death of Hon. Amos L. Allen, late a 
 Representative from the State of Maine. 
 
 Resolved, That a committee of seven Senators be appointed by 
 the Vice President to join a committee appointed on the part of 
 
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 the House of Representatives to take order for superintending the 
 funeral of the deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That the Secretary communicate a copy of these 
 resolutions to the House of Representatives and to the family of 
 the deceased. 
 
 Mr. Hale. Mr. President, as a further mark of respect, I 
 move that the Senate adjourn. 
 
 The motion was agreed to; and (at 5 o'clock and 40 
 minutes p. m.) the Senate adjourned until to-morrow, 
 Wednesday, February 22, 1911, at 12 o'clock meridian. 
 
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