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MEMORIAL ADDRESSES 
 
 LIFE AND CHARACTER 
 
 JAMES M. MOODY, 
 
 (Late a Representative from North Carolina), 
 
 DELIVERED IN I HE 
 
 HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES AND SENATE, 
 
 FIFTY-SEVENTH C( INGRESS, 
 Second Session. 
 
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C< )XTENTS. 
 
 Page. 
 
 Proceedings in the House of Representatives 5 
 
 Address of Mr. Kluttz, of North Carolina 9 
 
 Remarks of Rev. J. E. Abernethy 12 
 
 Address of Mr. Pou, of North Carolina 15 
 
 Address of Mr. Gibson, of Tennessee 17 
 
 Address of Mr. Thomas, of North Carolina 22 
 
 Address of Mr. Small, of North Carolina 27 
 
 Address of Mr. W. W. Kitchin, of North Carolina 31 
 
 Address of Mr. Lamb, of Virginia 35 
 
 Address of Mr. Clark, of Missouri 3 s 
 
 Address of Mr. Johnson, of South Carolina. 40 
 
 Address of Mr. Blackburn, of North Carolina 42 
 
 Proceedings in the Senate 47 
 
 Address of Mr. Pritchard, of North Carolina 53 
 
 Address of Mr. Mallory, of Florida 56 
 
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Death of Representative Moody. 
 
 Proceedings in the House. 
 
 February 5, 1903. 
 representative moody, of north carolina. 
 
 Mr. KxuTTz. Mr. Speaker, it is my sad duty to announce to 
 the House the death of my friend and colleague, Hon. James 
 MontrayillE Moody, a member of this House from the State 
 of North Carolina. He died at 1.30 o'clock p. m. to-day at his 
 home in Waynesville, N. C. This House has lost one of its 
 most faithful and useful members, and his State a public serv- 
 ant who has honored her in this Congress, as in every other 
 official position he has ever held. 
 
 I shall not at this time trust myself to make any extended 
 remarks, but at some future day his colleagues will ask the 
 House to take such action upon his death as in its judgment is 
 proper. I ask the adoption of the resolutions which I send to 
 the desk. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That the House of Representatives has learned with profound 
 sorrow of the death of the Hon. Jamks Montrayii.i.K Moody, member 
 of this House from the State of North Carolina. 
 
 Resolved, That a committee of members of the House, with such mem- 
 bers of the Senate as may be joined, be appointed to take order concern- 
 ing the funeral of the deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the Senate, 
 and transmit a copy of the same to the family of the deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That as a further mark of respect to the memory of the 
 deceased, the House do now adjourn. 
 
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6 Proceedings in the House. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The question is on the adoption 
 of the resolution. 
 
 The question was taken; and pending the announcement of 
 the vote, by unanimous consent of the House, the vSpeaker pro 
 tempore announced the names of the following members to 
 attend the funeral of the deceased: Mr. Kluttz, of North Caro- 
 lina; Mr. Blackburn, of North Carolina; Mr. Claude Kitchin, of 
 North Carolina; Mr. Brownlow, of Tennessee; Mr. Gibson, of 
 Tennessee; Mr. Tate, of Georgia; Mr. Finley, of South Caro- 
 lina; Mr. Johnson, of South Carolina; Mr. Lamb, of Virginia; 
 Mr. Haugen, of Iowa; Mr. Henry, of Connecticut; Mr. Randell, 
 of Texas; Mr. Cooney, of Missouri; Mr. Pou, of North Carolina; 
 Mr. Small, of North Carolina; Mr. Clark, of Missouri; Mr. 
 Wright, of Pennsylvania, and Mr. Cochran, of Missouri. 
 
 The resolutions were agreed to; and then, in accordance 
 therewith, and in pursuance of its previous order (at 5 o'clock 
 and 5 minutes p. m.), the House adjourned until 10 o'clock 
 a. m. to-morrow. 
 
 February 10, 1903. 
 
 memorial services on the late representative moody. 
 
 Mr. Kluttz. Mr. vSpeaker, I ask unanimous consent for the 
 present consideration of the resolution I send to the Clerk's 
 desk. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That when the House meets on Sunday, February 22, 1903, it 
 shall consider resolutions memorial of the life and public services of Hon. 
 JAMBS M. MOODY, late a Representative from the Ninth Congressional 
 district of North Carolina. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The gentleman from North 
 Carolina asks unanimous consent for the present consideration 
 of the resolution. Is there objection? 
 
 There was no objection. 
 
 The resolution was agreed to. 
 
MEMORIAL ADDRESSES. 
 
 February 22, 1903. 
 
 The House met at 12 o'clock m., and was called to order 
 by Mr. Moody, as Speaker pro tempore. 
 
 • The Chaplain of the House, Rev. Henry N. Couden, D. D., 
 offered the following prayer: 
 
 Eternal, ever living God, our Heavenly Father, we bless 
 Thee for that spirit of patriotism and profound gratitude which 
 moves the people throughout our nation to meet in commem- 
 oration of the birth of him whom we delight to call the Father 
 of our Country. We thank Thee for that mentality which 
 enabled him to grasp and solve great problems; for that divi- 
 nation which enabled him to penetrate the future and predict 
 results; for that personality which enabled him to command 
 men; for the fervor of his religious nature which enabled 
 him to rely upon Thee for strength and support, and which 
 brought him to his knees at Valley Forge, the darkest hour in 
 that struggle for liberty, right, and justice, where he received 
 consolation and light. Long may his memory live in the 
 hearts of his countrymen, and longer yet his deeds inspire 
 men to truer, nobler life. 
 
 We meet here to-day in special service to commemorate the 
 lives and characters of men who have wrought upon the floor 
 of this House and made conspicuous their names in history. 
 We bless Thee for them and for what they did. Let the light 
 which came down from Heaven in the person of Thy Son fill 
 the hearts of the bereaved, that they may see beyond the veil 
 
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8 Manorial Addresses. 
 
 that larger life in the mansions above. Through Jesus Christ, 
 our L,ord. Amen, 
 
 Mr. KlutTZ. Mr. Speaker, I offer the resolutions which I 
 send to the Clerk's desk. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The gentleman from North 
 Carolina offers the resolutions which the Clerk will report. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That in pursuance of the special order heretofore adopted, 
 the House proceed to pay tribute to the memory of the Hon. Jamks 
 MONTRAVm,E Moody, late a member of the House of Representatives 
 from the State of North Carolina. 
 
 Resolved, That as a particular mark of respect to the memory of the 
 deceased, and in recognition of his eminent abilities as a faithful and 
 distinguished public servant, the House at the conclusion of the memorial 
 proceedings shall stand adjourned. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the Senate. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk be, and he is hereby, instructed to send a copy 
 of these resolutions to the family of the deceased. - 
 
 The resolutions were agreed to. 
 
 March 2, 1903. 
 
 -message from the senate. 
 
 The message also announced that the Senate had passed the 
 following resolutions: 
 
 Resolved, That the Senate has heard with profound sorrow the an- 
 nouncement of the death of Hon. James M. Moody, late a Representative 
 from the State of North Carolina. 
 
 Resolved, That the business of the Senate be now suspended, in order 
 that fitting tribute be paid to his memory. 
 
 Resolved, That as an additional mark of respect the Senate, at the con- 
 clusion of these ceremonies, do adjourn. 
 
 Resolved, That the Secretary communicate these resolutions to the 
 House of Representatives. 
 
Address of Mr. R'lutts, of North Carolina. 
 
 Address of Mr. Kluttz, of North Carolina. 
 
 Mr. Speaker: James Montrayille Moody was my warm 
 personal friend. I had known him for many years, and our 
 friendship dated from our first acquaintance. We differed 
 widely in politics, but it is a pleasure now to recollect that our 
 personal relations were never affected thereby. He was a true 
 son of North Carolina, and his heart was big, like the moun- 
 tains at whose base he was born and reared and buried. 
 
 No man in a single term in Congress ever acquired more 
 general esteem and confidence than he. 
 
 Never noisy or demonstrative, but always courteous, oblig- 
 ing, indefatigable, intelligent, he compelled the good will of 
 his associates and accomplished much for his constituents. 
 
 So lately did he move among us in apparent health and 
 strength it is hard to realize that, in the very maturity of his 
 powers, he has gone from us to join the silent "democracy of 
 the dead. ' ' Few who met him in his last days of service here 
 knew that he was bearing about with him, consciously, yet 
 bravely and silently, the almost certainty of his speedy out- 
 going. L,oyal to his own, he went home to die. 
 
 Born February 12, 1S58, he was not yet 45 years of age, yet 
 in the brief span of his life he had filled man}' positions of 
 trust, and always with honor. 
 
 As prosecuting attorney for his judicial district, as State 
 senator, as major and division commissary in the Spanish- 
 American war, and latterly as a Representative in this House, 
 he had worn all honors worthily and well. Simple in his 
 habits, unostentatious in his manner, genial in his address, 
 candid, and yet considerate of the feelings of all, he was 
 
io Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 emphatically a man of the people, and the people loved him. 
 Most touching were the demonstrations of affection and regret 
 as we laid him to rest beneath the shadows of his own loved 
 mountains, his bier surrounded by weeping multitudes of life- 
 long friends and neighbors. A beloved wife and six devoted 
 children survive him, but they mourn not as those who have 
 no hope, for in life, "before the evil days came nigh," he 
 made his peace with God and died in that peace which passeth 
 all understanding. 
 
 Let us be warned of the uncertainty of life by his untimely 
 taking off. 
 
 Art is long, and time is fleeting, 
 
 And our hearts, though stout and brave, 
 Still like muffled drums are beating 
 
 Funeral marches to the grave. 
 
 Decay and dissolution are irrevocably written by the iron 
 pen of destiny across the page of life. L,ife and death are 
 interwoven in our being in the very hour of birth, and in all 
 life we bear the seeds and certainty of death. The conflict 
 between these forces is irrepressible, the end inevitable. 
 
 "It is appointed unto all men once to die. " " One event 
 happeneth to all; as dies the fool so dies the wise man." 
 
 Fortunate is our endowment, that we can not fully realize 
 these great truths in personal application, else life would be but 
 living death. 
 
 And yet to each of us the dread summons must come, as it- 
 has come to all who have lived before us. 
 The fathers, where are they? 
 
 To each of us, if spared from ' ' battle, murder, and sudden 
 death," there will some time come a sickness unto death. 
 There will be a last gathering of friends and loved ones around 
 the bedside, a few faintly spoken adieus, a stilling of the life 
 pulse, and the dark wing of the death angel will brush out our 
 
Address of Mr. Kluttz, of North Carolina. n 
 
 mortal vision forever. There will be the hush of whispered 
 voices, and the soft tread of slippered feet in the silent chamber 
 of death, a little cortege to the tomb, and the clods of the 
 valley will cover us. 
 
 And is this all? Endeth thus the dream of life in the dark- 
 ness and death damp of the grave? 
 
 Shall the funeral pall enshroud us forever? Has He who 
 planted reproductive life in the insensate and inanimate failed 
 or forgotten it in his highest creature, man? Is man of less 
 account than seed, and fruit and flower, and egg and nut, that 
 he should die forever, while the}' perpetuate life perennially? 
 
 Nay, verily the lesson of all life is that man is immortal and 
 his life eternal. 
 
 The grave but vainly entombs the chrysalis of immortality. 
 
 "If a man die, shall he live again?" Yea and amen; by 
 every analogy of life, by every law of nature, by every principle 
 of evolution, by every deduction of biology, by every yearning 
 of the soul, by every revelation of God he shall live again, and 
 live forever. Annihilation is the exceptional nightmare of 
 wailing despair; immortality the universal intuition of hoping 
 humanity. 
 
 And what of that life in the great beyond? We build for 
 it here day by day, and as certainly as the builder determines 
 the character of his structure by the material used, so certainly 
 do we determine our status in the great hereafter by the life 
 we now live in the flesh. "Be not deceived; whatsoever a 
 man soweth that shall he also reap." 
 
 It is a consolation to believe that our departed friend builded 
 well; that he found the more than philosopher's stone — the 
 pearl of great price — and that it is well with his soul. 
 
 The admonition of this solemn hour is, "Be ye also ready, 
 for in such an hour as ve think not the Son of Man cometh." 
 
12 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 Mr. vSpeaker, I ask permission to append to these remarks 
 some extracts from the funeral address by Rev. J. E. Abernethy, 
 pastor of the Methodist Episcopal Church, of Waynesville, 
 N. C, who was Mr. Moody's pastor. I also ask unanimous 
 consent that members who so desire may have leave to print. 
 
 The Spf yker pro tempore. That order has already been 
 made. 
 
 The extracts from the funeral address of Rev. J. E. Abernethy 
 are as follows: 
 
 Like the majority of great men, Mr. Moody spent the first part of his 
 life in the midst of stubborn difficulties. While he was only a poor boy 
 laboring on the farm, ardent desires to become useful and distinguished, 
 hopes and dreams of future greatness, those voiceless longings for im- 
 mortality, filled his veins with fire. The restless emulation that at first 
 thrilled his ambitious heart at the mention of great names, the wild hopes 
 which flushed the cheek and made the pulse beat quick as he pondered 
 upon the future, never left him. His heart was of heroic mold. As he 
 struggled up the steep and thorny way of life, his might}' courage laughed 
 at the obstacles that crowded about him. Difficulties that have daunted 
 and dismayed other men were but stepping stones to him. He had that 
 assurance which is ever the companion of genius and that royal faith 
 whose eagle eye pierced through the darkest night and saw the day 
 beyond. Like the boy of Sparta, when his sword was too short he added 
 a step to it. Finally he was crowned with success. 
 
 For twenty years he has been a leader in almost every public interest of 
 this county. His optimistic spirit, his commanding presence, his wealth of 
 of common sense, always placed him in the forefront of the great movements 
 of his people. He had the divine art of doing great things with ease. 
 
 As a representative of the bar he was one of the most successful of the 
 State. He was especially prominent as a criminal lawyer. His public 
 service gave general satisfaction to all classes of people, regardless of faith 
 or party. As State senator, as Congressman, no man ever labored more 
 enthusiastically for the good of his county. He seemed to have every 
 man's interest at heart, and he labored hard that he might do the best for 
 each and all. He was devoted to his work, and no social occasion ever 
 persuaded him away from duty. 
 
 But it is not necessary to speak at length of his public services. Their 
 character is the best attestation of their worth and sincerity. They glow 
 upon his country's history. They burn in shimmering glory upon his 
 country's banner. They are written upon hearts of multitudes with a 
 stylus of fire. 
 
Address of Mr. Kluttz, of North Carolina. 13 
 
 As a man he was a center of attraction, a favorite among all classes of 
 people. To know him was to love him. His great heart and personal 
 magnetism, his manly sympathy and noble affability, charmed thousands 
 into his friendship. On this ground many men of the opposite political 
 faith forgot their own party and voted for him. 
 
 It has been said that he was as familiar with the Congressmen, the 
 President, and his Cabinet, as he was with the men of his own town, and 
 at the same time the poorest boy -the most friendless man in all these 
 mountains — found in him a friend in the truest sense. He was preemi- 
 nently a friend to the poor and needy. When he could help his friends, 
 he did.it promptly and with great pleasure. When he was unable to do a 
 friend a favor he did not rest until he found some one who could. He 
 was often in debt, but it was due to the fact that he borrowed money to 
 lighten some man's burden. 
 
 Like all other men, he had his faults, but he was so generous, so chari- 
 table, so warm-hearted, so great that many people never recognized any- 
 thing in his life but the virtues that made him prominent. He was a 
 man of marked character, of pronounced qualities, of Roman dignity, 
 and deserved distinction. There was an inflexible integrity in his public 
 conduct, an indescribable fascination in his familiar conversation, a con- 
 densed energy in his discourse, a quickness of perception, a vigor of 
 deduction, a directness and devotedness of purpose in all he did as a 
 representative of the people. 
 
 Major MOODY'S life was an incarnation of the proverb of Sallust: 
 "Every man is the architect of his own fortune." 
 
 Many a poor and helpless boy will see in his life an illustration of the 
 mighty fact that the way to greatness is open to all, and from that illus- 
 tration many will receive an inspiration to rise from their poverty, igno- 
 rance, and lethargy, and take the way that leads to prosperity and 
 renown. Great men by the study of his life will become greater. 
 Representatives from our Government will receive from his example a 
 new accession to their love of patriotism and their passion for national 
 prosperity. 
 
 The news of his death waked the keenest grief in the hearts of thou- 
 sands. Countless homes have been darkened by the shadow of this 
 death angel's wing. Language has no power to express the overshadow- 
 ing, overpowering sense of our country's common loss. 
 
 When his spirit left us, we could but exclaim — 
 
 " Another beacon light blown out above us, 
 Another buoy bell stilled upon the sea." 
 
 We all but feel as if a corpse were lying in our own homes. 
 
 Now that he has been taken from our midst, he who has been a guide 
 and a leader in this generation, he who has been so strong to stand and 
 so bold to go forward, he who has been such a fortress and tower to so 
 
14 Life and Character of fames M. Moody. 
 
 many— now that he is gone forever, may God's richest blessings rest upon 
 all who are bereaved. 
 
 Heavenly Father, send Thy grace and consolation to this mourning 
 people. Bless the wife— Thou who hast put in the Holy Bible so many 
 words for the widow, bless and comfort and guide her through life. 
 
 Let Thy richest grace comfort these children. Lead each one of them 
 into the very best and most useful life. Grant unto them to feel the 
 immense responsibility of inheriting the fame of their father. God 
 Almighty, bless every friend and loved one who has been made sad by 
 this death. 
 
 Help us all, Thou great God of our salvation, help us all to consecrate 
 our lives to Jesus Christ. May we all be a blessing to our country and 
 make our generation better for having lived. 
 
 Finally, give us a home in Thy glorious and eternal Kingdom, and the 
 praise shall be Thine forever. 
 
Address of Mr. Pou, of North Carolina. 15 
 
 Address of Mr. Pou, of North Carolina. 
 
 Mr. SPEAKER: Others have spoken of the life work of our 
 deceased friend. Others have told of the struggle of his early 
 manhood; how he overcame every obstacle and rose to promi- 
 nence; of his success at the bar and in the political arena. It 
 is merely my purpose to place a little bunch of acacias on his 
 grave in token of my friendship for my dead colleague. 
 
 While his name still lingers upon the records of this Con- 
 gress, while we still see his familiar face, it is well we should 
 pause to speak of his good qualities, that those who come after 
 us may know that when James M. Moody died his State lost 
 a devoted son and his country a patriotic Representative in 
 Congress. 
 
 How soon the greatest are almost entirely forgotten! For 
 a moment we may think the services of the most eminent 
 member of this body are indispensable to his country, and yet, 
 when Providence shall call him hence, his place will be imme- 
 diately filled and the machinery of Government never for an 
 instant will stop. It were well if we could all keep in mind 
 that life is but death's prelude, simply execution's stay. 
 
 I desire to record this estimate of- our deceased friend. He 
 was kind-hearted and generous. He despised not one of God's 
 creatures. He could not cherish malice. He was tender in 
 his home. It was not characteristic of him to speak evil of 
 any man. He ardently loved his State. He was an American, 
 willing to risk his life for his country. He was honest in his 
 convictions. As a lawyer he was faithful to his clients; 
 as solicitor in the courts he was faithful to his State; as a 
 Representative in Congress he was faithful to the interest of 
 the Republic as God gave him light to see. 
 
1 6 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 And he believed in God. In the thunder he heard His voice, 
 in the sunshine he saw His smile, and in the growing crops he 
 perceived His all-pervading goodness and mercy. 
 
 As the spirit of this generous, patriotic man was passing out, 
 as the beautiful mountains around his home were fading in 
 life's twilight, as the merry laughter of rippling Richland was 
 dying in his ears, let us hope it was mercifully granted to him 
 to see the white spires of the Celestial City and hear the music 
 of the eternal morn. 
 
Address of Mr. Gibson, of Tennessee. 17 
 
 Address of Mr. Gibson, of Tennessee. 
 
 Mr. SPEAKER: It was said by Mark Antony in the Roman 
 forum, with the dead body of the greatest of all Romans before 
 him — 
 
 I come to bury Ciesar, not to praise him. 
 
 We come here to-day not to bury onr late colleague and 
 associate, James Montrayille Moody, but to praise him. 
 He was a man who deserYed praise. Born and reared in the 
 mountains of North Carolina, he was emphatically a mountain 
 man, possessing all of the characteristics of the best specimens 
 of typical mountaineers. I know these mountaineers. I haYe 
 lived among them. Whenever I strike a mountaineer, I have 
 a certain measure of respect for him, for he has come from the 
 hands of God, without the additions which art or fashion puts 
 upon the most of men. He is emphatically a God-made man. 
 The mountain men, not only of North Carolina, but of every 
 section of our country, and especially the mountain men from 
 the regions east of the Mississippi, have been noted during the 
 whole of our history for the possession of many of the grandest 
 characteristics that adorn eminence in manhood, citizenship, 
 and patriotism. 
 
 The mountain men of North Carolina, like those of Tennes- 
 see, are Nature's own children. You need not go among them 
 to find leaders of fashion or gay followers of frivolity. They 
 do not belong to the class who — 
 
 Caper nimbly in a lady's chamber 
 To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. 
 
 But as friends none are more true, as citizens none are more 
 patriotic, as Christians none are more devout. 
 H. Doc. 466 2 
 
iS Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 When the shadow of war darkens over the land, when the 
 drum beats and the bugle blows, when the flag is run up in the 
 sky, and the President calls on the brave and the patriotic 
 to rally to the defense of our country, nowhere between the 
 Atlantic and the Pacific, nowhere between the Lakes and the 
 Gidf, do you find more men to rally or men to rally more 
 quickly under the banner of their country than the stalwart 
 sons of these mountains, and none braver or stronger. 
 
 In the dark days of the American Revolution, when the 
 cause of old England seemed in the ascendency, when the 
 hearts of Washington and his compeers had begun to weaken, 
 and the bright-winged dove of hope seemed about to fly away 
 and the black- winged vulture of despair to take its place; when 
 Georgia had been subjugated and Cornwallis had overrun 
 South Carolina and North Carolina and was moving toward 
 Virginia, and all the cities upon the Northern coast were in 
 the possession of British soldiers or sailors, then it was that the 
 men of the mountains in which James Montraviele Moody 
 was born and raised, under the leadership of John Sevier, after- 
 wards the first governor of Tennessee, and Isaac Shelby, after- 
 wards the first governor of Kentucky, and their immortal 
 compatriots, without an}- orders from the General Govern- 
 ment, without any of them wearing a uniform, without any 
 of them armed with a weapon except those purchased with 
 their own money, and mounted on their own horses, descend- 
 ing from those mountains of North Carolina like an avalanche 
 of valor and patriotism, on that fatefid day in October, 1780, 
 fell upon the British troops under Ferguson, at Kings Moun- 
 tain, and delivered a blow whose echoes were heard throughout 
 the length and breadth of the infant Republic, encouraging the 
 hearts of patriots everywhere, and whose reverberations crossed 
 
Address of Mr. Gibson, of Tennessee. 19 
 
 the Atlantic Ocean and warned King George that the tide of 
 battle had at last turned against him in this New World. 
 
 When, in the next war with England, after our armies had 
 been defeated in almost every battle on American soil, after 
 Hull had surrendered at Detroit, after this city had been cap- 
 tured, the Capitol burned, the defenses of Baltimore bombarded, 
 our seacoasts ravaged by English soldiers and English ships, 
 when, in January, 1815, the victorious hosts of England were 
 about to capture New Orleans, and in capturing New Orleans 
 capture Louisiana and the Mississippi River and all that great 
 Western country out of which so main- grand States have since 
 been carved, then it was that the mountain men of North Caro- 
 lina, Tennessee, and Kentucky confronted the British forces on 
 the plain of Chalmette, confronted the veteran soldiers who had 
 defeated the armies of Napoleon in old Europe — -then it was 
 that these mountain riflemen, with Andrew Jackson at their 
 head, hurled back the armies of Pakenham and Gibbs, and won 
 that victor)' which has made the name of Jackson and the battle 
 of New Orleans immortal in the history of our country and in 
 the annals of the world. 
 
 Mr. Moody himself had no opportunity to distinguish himself 
 in war, but when the conflict with Spain arose he at once offered 
 his services to his country, and became an officer in our Army. 
 He did all any brave man and patriot could do to show his 
 devotion to his country; and if the necessities of the war had 
 called him to the field of battle he no doubt would have proved 
 himself a worthy son of our mountain land. 
 
 Mr. Moody lived at Waynesville, in "the land of the sky," 
 a beautiful little mountain city 2,600 feet above the level of the 
 sea, and surrounded by mountains 6,000 feet above the level of 
 the sea — more than a mile high. Look which way you will 
 
20 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 from Mr. Moody's home and a most magnificent panorama of 
 mountains stands before you, some of the peaks towering sub- 
 limely far into the heavens. Notably among these peaks is 
 Junaleska, glorious in its majesty and sublime in its proportions. 
 While we were attending the funeral the clouds and mists envel- 
 oped all of the valleys and lower mountains. The great breast 
 of Junaleska was enveloped as in a mighty garment, but 
 through the rifts of the mists could be seen the sunlight on its 
 summit glittering like a crown of glory in the upper sky, 
 recalling vividly the familiar lines — 
 
 As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, 
 Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm; 
 Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, 
 Eternal sunshine settles on its head. 
 
 Such were the surroundings of Mr. Moody's home. None 
 could be lovelier, none more inspiring; and as were the moun- 
 tains, so was he — massive in his person, a huge body, a great 
 head, stalwart arms, legs of oak, and a heart big, brave, and 
 bountiful. No better specimen of our mountain men ever sat 
 on this floor. Some may have thought him rather rough in his 
 exterior, but, Mr. Speaker — 
 
 Within the oyster's shell uncouth 
 
 The purest pearl may bide; 
 Trust me, you'll find a heart of truth 
 
 Within that rough outside. 
 
 Such was James Montraville Moody. As a mountain 
 man I had a fellow-feeling for him, as a patriot I honored him, 
 as a friend I loved him. In the very prime of life, but a few 
 days ago in the very glory of healthful manhood, apparently 
 armed against disease from head to foot, with apparently thirty 
 years of active, useful, honorable life ahead of him, and behold, 
 all on a sudden, we saw the flag above this Hall at half-mast. 
 Many of us, knowing nothing of his sickness, and, if knowing 
 
Address of Mr. Gibson, of Tennessee. 21 
 
 anything, not in the least suspecting- a fatal issue, inquired 
 " Who is dead?" The answer came, "JAMES MontravillE 
 Moody. ' ' 
 
 He was dead, and his death warns us that death is no 
 respecter of persons, that the stoutest, the bravest, the boldest, 
 the youngest are as apt to be reached by the fatal shaft of the 
 impartial archer as is the old man, tottering on his last legs, 
 feebly walking, bent and bowed, with the aid of a cane. 
 
 Let us draw a lesson from this, Mr. Speaker, to so conduct 
 our lives that when the end comes to us — as come it must, and 
 come it will, and how soon we know not, for no man knoweth 
 whose name is written upon the arrow which the archer 
 Death will next draw from his quiver — let us so live that 
 when the end comes to us we may fold our arms in hopeful 
 resignation, trusting that when we close our eyes for the last 
 time we close them to this world of trouble and of sorrow only 
 to open them in that other world of peace and joy, in that 
 other "land of the sky," where they will never be closed 
 again, and that there, ready to greet us, in that blessed country 
 of immortality we will behold, transfigured and all glorious, 
 the person of our friend and colleague, James Montraville 
 Moody. 
 
22 Life and Character of James M. Moody 
 
 Address of Mr, Thomas, of North Carolina. 
 
 Mr. SPEAKER : When a few weeks ago the wires flashed to 
 his colleagues in Congress the sad news of the sudden death 
 of JAMES M. Moody the first impression, mingled with regret, 
 made upon my mind was that the pitiless destroyer of man- 
 kind had stricken down in the prime of life one who was 
 apparently the most robust of all the members of the North 
 Carolina delegation. Possessing a powerful physical frame 
 and a strong constitution, it seemed to those who knew him 
 well that many years of active life were before him. But 
 men, as well as States and nations, must bow to the divine 
 decree, and while we are divinely told that the allotted period 
 of man's life is three score and ten years, it is the universal 
 human experience that death has no time and no season. 
 
 Leaves have their time to fall, 
 And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath. 
 
 And stars to set; but all, 
 Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! 
 
 Horace, the Latin poet, voices another experience of hu- 
 manity when he says : 
 
 " Pallida mors aequo pulsat pede pauperum tabernas regumque tunes " — 
 Pale death with impartial foot knocks at the cottages of the poor and the 
 palaces of kings. " Vitse summa brevis spem nos vetat inchoare longam " — ■ 
 
 The short span of life forbids us to form remote expectations, 
 
 JAMES MONTRAVIXLE Moody, Republican, of Waynesville, 
 was born on a farm in Cherokee (now Graham) County, 
 N. C, February 12, [858. While an infant his parents 
 moved to Haywood County, where he lived and died. As a 
 bov he worked on the farm during the summer months and 
 attended the neighborhood schools in the winter. At the age 
 of 17 he entered Waynesville Academy, remaining two years, 
 
Address of Mr. Thomas^ of North Carolina. 23 
 
 and then attended Candler College, in Buncombe County, 
 N. C, For one year; studied law under a private instructor 
 at Waynesville, and was admitted to the bar in January, [881. 
 In [886 was elected prosecuting attorney of the twelfth judi- 
 cial district of North Carolina, and served in that capacity 
 for four years. In 1894 was elected to the State senate for 
 two years. He served through the Spanish- American war as 
 major and chief commissary of United States Volunteers on 
 the staff of Maj. Gen. J. Warren Keifer, who commanded 
 the First Division of the Seventh Army Corps. He was 
 elected to the Fifty-seventh Congress, receiving 19,334 votes, 
 to 17,250 for W. T. Crawford, Democrat. 
 
 This brief biographical sketch from the Congressional Direct- 
 ory discloses the sterling qualities of this man to whom to-day 
 we pay a last and an accustomed, but heartfelt and sincere 
 tribute of respect. Lawyer, State senator, solicitor or prose- 
 cuting attorney, major in the Spanish-American war, and 
 Congressman — in the brief period of forty-five years few men 
 have achieved such varied distinction. Every position which 
 he won was by dint of hard and earnest work, and was the 
 result of physical and mental toil and effort. His success in 
 life was achieved in his own home, among the mountains of 
 North Carolina, which he loved so well. If nothing was to 
 stay the cold hand of death, it was meet and appropriate that 
 he should die within sight of those grand peaks of the Blue 
 Ridge, piercing the clouds and skies of the "Switzerland 
 of America" — western North Carolina — which have given 
 inspiration and cheer and courage to so many of the most 
 distinguished of North Carolina's many distinguished sons; 
 men like Vance, Merrimon, Clingman, and many others who 
 have been loved and honored by North Carolinians. 
 
 Just a week before the departure of Mr. Moody for his home 
 
24 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 in Waynesville, when he was feeling depressed and ill, and 
 with evidently some premonition of his approaching end, he 
 said to a newspaper correspondent, " If I am going to die, I 
 want to die where I have lived, among the mountains, God's 
 country." To him it was indeed God's country, and the pure 
 clear air of the mountains was to him the very breath of life. 
 
 In all of us dwells the abiding sense of our local attachments, 
 and we long in our last moments to look upon those scenes 
 connected with the earliest and the most beloved memories and 
 associations of our lives. When one of the Presidents of this 
 great Republic, James A. Garfield, was stricken down by the 
 assassin's bullet, Mr. Blaine tells us in his magnificent oration 
 that his early craving for the sea returned and he was borne, 
 accompanied by the hopes and prayers of the nation, to the 
 "longed-for healing of the sea, there to live or die, as God 
 should will, within sight of its heaving billows, within sound 
 of its manifold voices. ' ' 
 
 And so James M. Moodv craved once again for the healing 
 of the mountains, the balsamic odors, the rugged and lofty 
 peaks, the clear, blue sky, and the marvelous changing and 
 shifting clouds and scenes of the "Land of the Sky." 
 
 His life was spent among the people of this land from his 
 early boyhood, and they loved, trusted, and honored him. He 
 was faithful and true to them and failed not to respond to 
 every call and demand of his State or country in peace or in 
 war. Honest, laborious, rugged in character and physique 
 as his native and beloved mountains, let us hope that in his 
 last moments he drew inspiration, comfort, courage, and peace 
 from them, and was enabled to look up and beyond the mists 
 and shadows which surround their lofty peaks and with the 
 eye of faith to catch some glimpses of the eternal world and 
 feel from the mountain tops the breath of the eternal morning. 
 
Address of Mr. T/iomas, of North Carolina, 25 
 
 Mr. Speaker, this sudden death of our colleague, following 
 so many other deaths in this Congress, and, in my brief service 
 of two terms in Congress, following the death of many eminent 
 public men, including both a President and A'ice- President 
 of the Republic, emphasizes that our human life hangs by a 
 thread; the sword of Damocles, as we sit at the feast, is 
 suspended over us. 
 
 "All men think all other men mortal but themselves;" and 
 the idea of following in the footsteps of our departed colleagues 
 in and through the dark Valley of the Shadow is far from the 
 thoughts of any of us; yet we know neither the day nor the 
 hour decreed for our departure. Whether it be near or far, 
 however, the discharge of our duty to the district and the State 
 we represent and to our country is the greatest of all earthly 
 consolations when that inevitable hour comes. 
 
 We are told by the historian: 
 
 "Over a hundred years ago, on May 19, 1780, in New Eng- 
 land there was a day of remarkable gloom and darkness, still 
 known as 'the dark day,' a day in which the light of the sun 
 was extinguished as if by an eclipse. The legislature of Con- 
 necticut was in session; and as its members saw the unexpected 
 darkness coming on, they shared in the general awe and terror. 
 It was supposed by many that the last day, the Day of Judg- 
 ment, had come. Some one, in the consternation of the hour, 
 moved an adjournment. Then there arose an old Puritan legis- 
 lator, Davenport, of Stamford, and said that if the last day had 
 come, he desired to be found at his place doing his duty, and 
 therefore moved that candles be brought in, so that the house 
 could proceed with the legislative business." 
 
 And so, as has been well said by that great captain and leader 
 of the Southern armies, Robert E. Dee, duty is the sublimest 
 word in the English language; and however near the final 
 
26 Life and Character of James M. Moody, 
 
 summons may be to any one of us, the example of this old 
 Puritan is worthy of imitation and commendation. And the 
 discharge of our duty will be to us the most comforting thought 
 in our last hour on earth. 
 
 So live, that when thy summons comes to join 
 The innumerable caravan which moves 
 To that mysterious realm where each shall take 
 His chamber in the silent halls of death, 
 Thou go not, like the quarry -slave at night, 
 Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed 
 Bv an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave 
 L,ike one that wraps the drapery of his couch 
 About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams. 
 
Address of Mr, Small, of North Carolina. 27 
 
 Address of Mr. Small, of North Carolina. 
 
 Mr. Speaker: The Great Being has decreed that death must 
 come to all. When youth, with its rosy coloring and bright 
 anticipations, ripens into maturity, it is the most conspicuous 
 event which the future casts athwart the horizon. As the 
 members of one's family and one's friends and acquaintances 
 take their departure into the mysterious future we are con- 
 stantly reminded that we, too, may be the next to cross the 
 dark river. It is well, perhaps, that these reflections should 
 bid us pause from time to time in the busy march of life and 
 ask when each of us may fall from the ranks and join the 
 innumerable company which have gone before. 
 
 Familiarity with death and the consciousness of our lot does 
 not, however, detract from the solemnity of each occasion when 
 we are called upon to mourn the loss of one with whom we 
 have been associated in life. Whether we look upon it with 
 shuddering horror, or whether faith has clothed the life to 
 come with brightness and happiness, or whether the suffering 
 and unhappiness of this world look with welcome upon the 
 transition, it is still all mysterious and unfathomable by the 
 exercise of any of the faculties with which we are endowed. 
 Let those who have faith in immortality and in a brighter and 
 better life nurture their faith and their anticipations, because 
 they are thereby made happier in this world and have assur- 
 ances of that which is to come. 
 
 It was not my good fortune to know intimately Mr. Moody. 
 While we both lived in the same State, yet we were separated 
 several hundred miles. His home was in the mountains, under 
 
28 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 the shadow, almost, of Mount Mitchell, while my home was far 
 even beyond the foothills, in the level tide- water plateau, near 
 old ocean. 
 
 I dislike a fulsome eulogy to the dead. There exist in 
 every man, particularly those who have followed the bent of 
 ambition and achieved distinction, characteristics and impulses 
 which single him out apart from his fellows. There are none 
 of us without faults. 
 
 I was one of the members of this House who accompanied 
 the committee on its sad mission to Wayuesville to participate 
 in the last honors to all that was mortal of our late friend and 
 colleague. On the day when we laid his body away in the 
 beautiful cemetery the elements contributed to add their share 
 of gloom to the occasion. In his home town, nestling in a 
 beautiful valley, and surrounded by grand and lofty moun- 
 tains, which seem to wall it in from the outer world, the 
 mist and the rain shrouded the mountain tops and swept over 
 into the vale below. However, this did not deter the friends 
 and acquaintances of the dead from gathering once more to 
 gaze upon their comrade and honored citizen and to follow 
 the cortege to his last resting place. Not only from the town, 
 but from the surrounding country, they came, on horseback 
 and in vehicles, along heavy mountain roads and through 
 the pelting rain. I talked with some of them about the dead 
 man, and there were two characteristics upon which all were 
 in harmony and upon which they loved to dwell. One was 
 his kindly, impulsive, generous heart, particularly toward the 
 helpless and the weak, and the other was his love of those 
 whom we call the people. 
 
 I have an intense admiration for a man of kindly, humane 
 impulses and sympathetic heart; the man who carries with him 
 sunshine, who can weep witli those who are in sorrow and 
 
Address of Mr. Small, of North Carolina. 29 
 
 laugh with those who are in gladness; who speaks a kind and 
 cheerful word to those who are despondent and unhappy and 
 who extends the glad hand of encouragement to those who are 
 faint-hearted; for the man who is willing to divide with the 
 poor and who is ever ready to listen to the appeals of the less 
 fortunate. The greatest of all virtues is charity — charity of 
 purpose, charity of opinion, the charity which overlooks frail- 
 ties and the faults of others. It was said that very few 
 appealed to him in vain, and that there were men and women 
 among those sturdy mountaineers who had been lifted up and 
 encouraged and induced to turn their faces again to the light 
 under the inspiration of his kindly nature. 
 
 Mr. Moody had been reared among the people of the moun- 
 tains. He had been in their homes; he was familiar with their 
 habits, their trials, their hopes and aspirations. They had 
 known him in youth and they had watched with pride his 
 steady progress to manhood. Promotion and advancement did 
 not cause him to forget his old friends and acquaintances. 
 While ambitious, he was not proud. As he entered the world, 
 far removed from his old environments, surrounded by new 
 faces and friends, his heart ever turned toward the mountains, 
 and he was always glad of the opportunity to mingle again 
 with his people and to stand upon his native heath. When he 
 left this beautiful city and gazed for the last time upon its 
 stately Capitol, he realized that he might not return again, and 
 expressed the wish, if he must die, that he be permitted to take 
 a last farewell in sight of his mountains and surrounded by 
 his own people. 
 
 Charity and love of the people! These two traits alone are 
 enough to distinguish him and to preserve his memory. The 
 good minister who officiated in the solemn funeral services 
 in the church referred to the beautiful floral offerings which 
 
30 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 were piled in profusion around the bier and expressed the hope 
 that the memory of Mr. Moody might continue longer than 
 the fragrance and life of those beautiful flowers. That hope 
 will be realized. Not so much by the stately granite of the 
 monument which shall be reared over his grave, but in the 
 memory of the good men and women who knew his virtues 
 in life and who will preserve them for all time to come as 
 a sweet and precious heritage. 
 
Address of Mr. Kit chin, of North Carolina. 31 
 
 Address of Mr. W. W. Kitchin, of North Carolina. 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Under the order of the House I desire to 
 record a tribute to the memory of the departed friend whom 
 eternity's dreaded deputy has so lately summoned from our 
 midst. Mr. Moody was a lawyer by profession, as are all the 
 other North Carolina Representatives. He was an earnest, 
 strong advocate, easily comprehending the important facts and 
 presenting them with great clearness and power. He soon 
 became recognized as a splendid jury lawyer. At the age of 
 28 he was elected solicitor, or prosecuting attorney, as the office 
 is called in some States, of what was then the twelfth judicial 
 district of North Carolina, and served as such for four years. 
 There is, in my judgment, no position in the gift of the people 
 better than a solicitorship for the development of a lawyer's 
 mind and heart, for the growth of his love of justice and 
 humanity, for quickening his understanding and improving 
 his presentation of views. This opportunity was taken by our 
 friend, and his performance of its duties was the basis of his 
 subsequent honors. 
 
 In politics he was a staunch, uncompromising Republican 
 and believed in the doctrines and policies of his party. In 
 the most hotly contested campaigns known to our State in 
 this generation, even in those in which his party suffered 
 defeat, his rugged honesty, his never failing 103-alty, his 
 undaunted personal courage were sources of strength to his 
 party throughout the mountain section of the State. Not- 
 withstanding his party zeal he had the respect and friendship 
 of political opponents in a very large degree, perhaps more 
 
32 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 so than any other person in the State of equal activity and 
 prominence in politics. 
 
 As a member of this body he was diligent, and to every 
 demand made upon him by his constituents he was attentive — 
 a faithful servant of his people. Probably the most important 
 work he did was in behalf of the Appalachian Park. He 
 knew the country proposed to be embraced in it and under- 
 stood the entire matter as few members do, and to him was 
 intrusted the duty of preparing the report in its favor. It 
 was near and dear to his heart, and I doubt not that one of 
 the disappointments of his public career came to him when he 
 found that the Appalachian Park bill would not be permitted 
 to have consideration during this Congress. The work he 
 did has not been lost, and we trust the day is not far distant 
 when success will crown the efforts in behalf of that great 
 national forest reserve which he and others began in this 
 Congress. 
 
 Mr. Moody and myself lived at the same hotel, and I 
 learned to know him well. I remember distinctly the last 
 time I saw him. It was in the lobby of our hotel the day 
 before he went home to prematurely lay down life's burden, 
 and was probably the first time he had been out of his room 
 in several weeks. The fatal malady had announced its pres- 
 ence, and yet he was deeply interested in matters pertaining 
 to his people. For him I had that clay succeeded in having 
 an item put in the Indian appropriation bill for the relief of 
 some of his constituents, for whom he had introduced a bill. 
 He was highly gratified, and expressed great pleasure over 
 it, as it meant so much to his constituents. 
 
 I had heard that his physician had fears for his recovery, 
 and as I looked upon his massive frame I wondered that such 
 fears could be serious, and hoped that his going home to his 
 
Address of Mr. Kitchin^ of North Carolina. 33 
 
 beautiful mountain country would be followed by a speedy 
 return to his accustomed health. A few days thereafter, on 
 February 5, a telegram brought the sad news that James 
 Moxtrayiu.E Moody was no more. It was not my fortune 
 to accompany the funeral party from this city, the scene of 
 his last activities, to Waynesville, where he died, but my 
 sympathies went to that sorrowing town and to his loved ones 
 bereaved. His wife and children have the consolation that 
 integrity, courage, ability, and honor leave, but above all else 
 they have the hope that he awaits them in ' ' an house not 
 made with hands, eternal in the heavens." Our friend had 
 considered that all-important question: " What shall it profit a 
 man if he gain the whole world and lose his own soul?" and 
 had made the preparation of wisdom by accepting the doctrines 
 of Jesus Christ and dedicating himself to His service. When 
 the silver cord is loosed and the golden bowl is broken the 
 belief that our loved one's spirit lives forever where there is no 
 sin is the greatest solace good men and women can have. 
 
 When this Congress began, one scanning its membership 
 would never have selected our friend as destined to early death. 
 He was a man of large proportions, about 6 feet tall, and 
 weighed perhaps 225 pounds; broad-shouldered, a giant in 
 physical strength. He seemed in the prime of vigorous 
 manhood. We are reminded that with each day the never- 
 erring archer comes nearer to us, and one by one his shafts 
 shall take our lives. The sands in the hourglass run swiftly 
 and the old must die, but the archer reserves not his arrows 
 for them alone. The fall of friend after friend in age and in 
 youth, in weakness and in strength, speaks to us as of old, 
 ' ' Be ye also ready. ' ' Death respects not youth or strength or 
 anything of which mankind boasts. Decay claims all things 
 H. Doc. 466 3 
 
34 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 material. There is a limit for all that can be felt or seen; but 
 to the immaterial there is no decay, no limit, no death. The 
 spiritual lives forever free from the germs of disease, exempt 
 from Time's corrosion. Death itself in the presence of the 
 spiritual is powerless. "Death is swallowed up in victory. 
 O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? 
 The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. 
 But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through 
 our Lord Jesus Christ." 
 
Address of Mr. Lamb, of Virginia, 35 
 
 Address of Mr, Lamb, of Virginia. 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Hon. James M. Moody was a useful mem- 
 ber of the Committee on Agriculture. I knew him well and 
 watched his course on that committee. He was an attentive 
 listener to all the hearings. He seldom addressed the com- 
 mittee, but when he did he expressed himself with force and 
 earnestness. His appeal for consideration of the bill establish- 
 ing the " National Appalachian Forest Reserve " was impressive 
 and convincing, while the report he made on that measure to 
 this House was clear and strong, showing the great necessity 
 for the work and the immense advantages to follow its 
 establishment. 
 
 I attended the funeral of Major Moody, and witnessed the 
 last sad rites over the remains of our colleague. The scene 
 was impressive, and gave a remarkable evidence of the esteem 
 and affection in which he was held by the community where he 
 w T as born and reared. A stream of people from the town of 
 Waynesville and the surrounding country passed in and out of 
 the home of the dead Congressman to take a last look at their 
 friend and Representative. Rain had been falling continuously 
 for several hours. This did not deter the hardy yeomanry of 
 the counties from attending the funeral of their friend. They 
 stood in long lines with saddened countenances — the sons of 
 men whom I have watched in battle so often, and seen their 
 prostrate forms cover acres of mother earth after the clash of 
 arms had ceased and the cannon's roar had died away. 
 
 It was a strange circumstance, that just as the hour for the 
 funeral services arrived the clouds lifted, the sun came out. 
 Above the mists of the clouds shone the mountain peaks. It 
 
36 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 was a glorious panorama! The lowlander feasted his eyes and 
 wished he was an artist or a word painter. When the proces- 
 sion was over, and Mother Earth held securely another of her 
 toilers, the rain again fell steadily, and all nature appeared in 
 sympathy with the surrounding gloom and sorrow. 
 
 I watched the mourning crowd disperse. I noted the ex- 
 Confederate soldiers, spoke to several of them, and heard 
 one, who was in charge of an order of knights to which the 
 deceased belonged, say, "Close up, men." I had heard the 
 expression before — had seen North Carolina's sons "close 
 up ' ' on many a hard-fought field. 
 
 We know the earl}- and later history of the Old North 
 State. She gave the first martyr to the Revolution; the 
 first to the glorious struggle for the rights of the South, 
 and the first for the Cuban independence. 
 
 North Carolina has furnished to the country many mili- 
 tary and civic heroes who will occupy a high niche in the 
 temple of fame, but no more touching tribute to the rank 
 and file of her brave sous can be made than the recording 
 in her archives of the names of these three heroes. 
 
 Their deeds will be mentioned and their names repeated 
 by the coming generations of the Old North State while the 
 restless ocean laves her eastern shores and the silent moun- 
 tains, that look eternal, guard her western confines. 
 
 Amidst the charms and inspirations of western North 
 Carolina our deceased colleague grew up, struggling with 
 difficulties and advancing step by step until he was recog- 
 nized as one of her most useful citizens and honored by her 
 people with various positions of trust and responsibility. 
 
 I can best portray his public and private character and 
 contribute my share in preserving a record of his life by 
 quoting a part of a tribute to Major Moody found in one 
 
Address of Mr, Lamb, of Virginia. 37 
 
 of the papers of his State a few days after his sad and 
 untimely end: 
 
 As a representative of the bar he was one of the most successful of the 
 State. He was especially prominent as a criminal lawyer. His public 
 service gave general satisfaction to all classes of people regardless of faith 
 or part}-. As State senator, as Congressman, no man ever labored more 
 enthusiastically for the good of his county; he seemed to have every 
 man's interest at heart and he labored hard that he might do the best for 
 each and all. He was devoted to his work and no social occasion ever 
 persuaded him away from duty. But it is not necessary to speak at length 
 of his public services. Their character is the best attestation of their 
 worth and sincerity. They glow upon his country's history. They burn 
 in shimmering glory upon his country's banner. The}' are written upon 
 hearts of multitudes with a stylus of fire. 
 
 As a man he was a center of attraction, a favorite among all classes of 
 people. To know him was to love him; his great heart and personal mag- 
 netism, his manly sympathy and noble affability, charmed thousands into 
 his friendship. On this ground many men of the opposite political faith 
 forgot their own party and voted for him. 
 
 In the passing away of so many members of the Fifty- 
 seventh Congress we are reminded that — 
 
 Death rides on every passing breeze, 
 He lurks in every flower. 
 
 We have seen the youngest and the strongest fall before the 
 "grim monster." 
 
 Who will be the next victim? 
 
 The youth in life's green spring and he who goes 
 In the full strength of years, matron and maid, 
 The speechless babe, and the gray-headed man — 
 Shall one by one be gathered to thy side, 
 By those, who in their turn shall follow them. 
 
38 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 Address of Mr. Clark, of Missouri. 
 
 Mr. Speaker: When the Fifty-seventh Congress convened, 
 if one had been called upon to select, on view, the two mem- 
 bers destined for greatest length of days, he would most likely 
 have selected R. C. De Graffenreid, of Texas, and James Mon- 
 travillE Moody, of North Carolina. In a month's journey 
 a traveler would have found no more splendid specimens of 
 American manhood. Robust, in the morning of life, hand- 
 some, ambitious, courageous, and patriotic, they have been cut 
 off untimely, suddenly, unexpectedly, to the amazement of 
 their fellows and the sorrow of their friends. 
 
 Mr. Moody served his country both in the field and in Con- 
 gress. The record shows that he was a faithful soldier and 
 a faithful Representative. He possessed in a large degree 
 the popular manner, and consequently was a prime favorite 
 both at home and in Washington. 
 
 It so happened, Mr. Speaker, that I was one of the Con- 
 gressional committee appointed to attend his funeral at his 
 home in Waynesville, amid the mountains of the old North 
 State — among the people who knew him best. The scenes 
 witnessed there constitute a , triumphant refutation of the 
 cynical proverb, "Familiarity breeds contempt." We were 
 among the familiars of James Montr aville Moody — his 
 kindred, his neighbors, his political supporters, his political 
 opponents. There was no trace of contempt. There were 
 indubitable signs of affection and grief on every hand. 
 
 The rich, the poor, the old, the young, white and black, 
 male and female were there by the thousand, and the only 
 
Address of Mr. Clark, of Missouri. 39 
 
 feeling" among those mountaineers was pride in the dead Con- 
 gressman, sorrow for their departed friend. All the preachers 
 of the town participated in the funeral proceedings, and he 
 was followed to the grave by the uniformed societies of the 
 county and by a vast concourse of weeping constituents. 
 
 It may be doubted if in this wide, wide world there is a 
 more beautiful or picturesque spot than the place where Mr. 
 Moody sleeps his final sleep. The mountains which he loved 
 so well stand mute sentinels about his grave. There we laid 
 him to rest to await the final summons which will call the 
 quick and the dead to the judgment bar of God. 
 
40 Life and Character of James M. Moody 
 
 Address of Mr. Johnson, of South Carolina. 
 
 Mr. Speaker: It is fitting that we should pause amid the 
 pressing duties of the closing hours of the session to pay 
 tribute to the memory of one of our fellow-members who has 
 been taken from the scene of his labors by the remorseless 
 hand of Death. 
 
 It is well known that the people of mountainous sections 
 of country are remarkable for their intensity of feeling, their 
 love of independence and liberty, their generosity and hospital- 
 ity, and their want of hypocrisy. The story of William Tell 
 and the deeds of Robert Bruce are immortal tributes to the 
 character of all mountain peoples. They are the most loyal 
 people in the world. If they are your friends you need never 
 doubt their fidelity, and if they are your enemies they never 
 attempt to deceive you. 
 
 Such are the people of western North Carolina, and JAMES 
 M. Moody truly represented them, not only upon the floor of 
 this House, where he was always their able and faithful 
 champion, but he represented them as a man. Those who 
 opposed him knew that he was actuated always by the high- 
 est and purest motives, and those who labored with him knew 
 that he never tried to deceive an opponent. The crags and 
 peaks of the Blue Ridge .stand like everlasting monuments 
 to the native honesty of his warm and generous heart. 
 
 As a member of the Committee on Agriculture he was in 
 a position to serve his constituents in a substantial way, and 
 his service was always at the command of his people. No 
 member of the House was more deeply interested in the 
 proposed Appalachian Forest Reserve than was Mr. Moody, 
 
Address of Mr. Johnson , of North Carolina. 41 
 
 because that measure was of more importance to his people 
 than any other that has been before this Congress. Not 
 only the people of his own Congressional district, but all the 
 millions who dwell between the mountains and the sea are 
 indebted to him for his untiring efforts in support of this 
 measure which is of such vast importance to them. 
 
 Of course no words that any member of this Congress 
 could utter would lessen the grief of the stricken wife and 
 children, but it ma) T be some consolation to them to know 
 that he was honored among those with whom he labored, 
 and who knew the nature of his duties, and the manner in 
 which he performed them. He was in the midst of his man- 
 hood, and at his post of duty, when Death, which must come 
 sooner or later to each one of us, came rapping at his door, 
 and he has crossed over the river, as we all hope and believe, 
 to begin the better life. 
 
 There is no death! The stars go down 
 
 To rise upon some other shore, 
 And bright in Heaven's jeweled crown 
 
 They shine forevermore. 
 
 There is no death! The forest leaves 
 
 Convert to life the viewless air; 
 The rocks disorganize to feed 
 
 The hungry moss they bear. 
 
 There is no death ! The dust we tread 
 
 Shall change beneath the summer showers 
 
 To golden grain or mellow fruits 
 Or rainbow-tinted flowers. 
 
 There is no death! The leaves may fall, 
 
 The flowers may fade and pass away — 
 They only wait through wintry hours 
 
 The warm, sweet breath of May. 
 
42 Life and Character of James M. Moody 
 
 Address of Mr. Blackburn, of North Carolina, 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Another passenger is cast upon the echoless 
 shore. One of our comrades is gone. Time's relentless tide 
 heaves unceasingly, and back from the cruel breakers of the 
 great unknown comes no message. Moody of North Carolina 
 has joined the innumerable hosts and answers to the roll call of 
 another house. The stillness of the grave shrouds in silent 
 mystery all that was mortal of our contemporary. His seat is 
 vacant and the work he was seemingly chosen to do remains 
 unfinished. He goes out and is among us no more. His stal- 
 wart manhood succumbed to the cruel edicts of fate and we 
 know him only for what he was. His sudden taking off is a 
 sad reminder that to us all death comes soon or late. His work, 
 only begun, remains as an earnest of what his genius might 
 have accomplished had he been spared a little while longer. In 
 his brief career, to those who knew him well, are many traits 
 of character we might well emulate. Born in western North 
 Carolina in February, 1858, remote from the centers of 
 population and the advantages of educational facilities, he 
 accomplished much more than most of us. His parents were 
 poor, but gave to him as an heritage those sterling qualities of 
 manhood and integrity which make themselves felt, whether in 
 the remote sections of our great land or the greatest centers of 
 intelligence. From the lofty peaks among which he spent his 
 childhood he gathered inspiration and drank in the deep drafts 
 of worthy ambition. 
 
 His early life was not unlike that of the many hundreds of 
 whom he was one, but his young soul was not content with the 
 mere humdrum, and life held for him greater charms and the 
 future rare prizes, won by those only who have the energy to 
 seek and the ability to acquire. In the simple surroundings of 
 
Address of Mr. Blackburn, of North Carolina. 43 
 
 his childhood there was no trail to direct him, but his genius 
 blazed the path, and Moody's ambition and energy built the 
 highway which identified him with the legislation of his State 
 and nation ere he had reached the noontide of life. In early 
 years he studied law, was admitted to the bar, and practiced in 
 the town of Waynesville, N. C, from which point he was soon 
 able to reach out and make himself felt in all the important 
 litigation of the entire district, which he afterwards represented 
 on the floor of this Chamber. In 1884 he was elected mayor 
 of his town. In 1886 he was elected solicitor of his district, and 
 served the people and State with considerate and marked ability. 
 In 1892 the Republican State convention nominated him for 
 lieutenant-governor of North Carolina, and he canvassed the 
 State for his principles and party in his own forceful and digni- 
 fied way. Two years later he went to the legislature of North 
 Carolina, representing the interest of his people and maintaining 
 the principles of his party with all the energy and force of his 
 broad nature. When the Spanish war was upon us, President 
 McKinley honored him with a commission of major in the ranks 
 of the volunteer forces of our Army, where he remained until 
 the protocol was signed and peace declared. November 6, 1900, 
 found him Congressman-elect from the Ninth North Carolina 
 district, in which position he served his remaining days. His 
 people loved him as their own. Their every wish was his; his 
 very interest theirs. He served them with a devotion both 
 interesting and pathetic, and his untimely taking off was to 
 them as deep a regret as to us a surprise and pain. 
 
 In disposition he was amiable and kind, in decision firm, in 
 all things honest, at all times sympathetic, ever manly. One of 
 nature's own noblemen, he spent his life in sunshine and the 
 accomplishment of good. Born and reared in one of nature's 
 great amphitheaters, surrounded by lofty peaks and uprising 
 hills, he learned her lessons and taught her philosophy. His 
 
44 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 mind reached beyond the narrow limits of district and State 
 lines and his one object was the welfare of onr common country. 
 Against conditions sterile and uninviting in his beginning, he 
 staked his manhood, and ere the brief lapse of one generation's 
 history he had written his name upon the permanent records of 
 his country. By sheer force of character, good-fellowship, 
 generous nature, and kind thought beyond the range of those 
 about him, he was leader. The world looks for men to do 
 things; when the time came Moody was there. In politics he 
 was a Republican, but the bitterest foe in political strife would 
 not dare suggest aught against his character, manhood, integ- 
 rity, or broad generosity. 
 
 He fought for what he conceived to be right, upon that 
 broad plane which guarantees at all times the right to think 
 and act as we deem best. He had delved in the darkness and 
 emerged into light. Out of the crude he molded order, and 
 with all he found generous friendship. He was primarily one 
 of the people. Up from the simple walks of life he forged his 
 course, never forgetting the route by which he came or those 
 met upon the way. In his walk there was no boast of her- 
 aldry or pomp of power, but the genuine simplicity of a nature 
 true to itself and those about it. The glamour of pompous 
 show appealed in vain to his sturdy mind, and he lived as he 
 was, one of the great mass. From the barefoot boy of a few 
 brief summers gone he had emerged into the lawyer, the 
 legislator, the statesman, and in this Hall we knew him as 
 a representative of his people, laboring at all times for their 
 welfare and their good. 
 
 The measure of greatness is not so much what is done as the 
 means by which it is accomplished. In the affairs of this life it 
 is ordinarily results that count, and vastly greater is the genius 
 of the architect who builds the structure of material of his own 
 mold than he who places together that which is already prepared 
 
Address of Mr. Blackburn, of North Carolina. 45 
 
 by some one else. Of the first class was Moody. He had 
 hewn his own timber, molded his own fastenings, and erected 
 his own structure. How well he did it the history of his conn- 
 try and people will tell. Struck down in the vigor of manhood, 
 the beginning of permanent usefulness, we can but speculate 
 his future career and mourn his sad demise. He was here 
 in season and out of season for the people who trusted him 
 and loved him, and their confidence he never abused. 
 
 With ceaseless energy he had labored for the fulfillment of 
 his one dream. The Appalachian Park was his hope, and 
 upon its establishment he had set his heart. With patience 
 and anxiety he awaited the opportune hour to tell his people 
 that his work was completed, but it never came. The pale 
 horse and his rider passed this way and another light went 
 out. Those of us still here bow to the will of Him who holds 
 us in the hollow of His hand and doeth all things well, and 
 await with simple resignation the final call. This day we 
 dedicate to the memory of those who have preceded us. 
 Moody's name we call with reverence; true as a friend, kind 
 and patient as a husband, indulgent as a father, honest as a 
 citizen and legislator, we pay to him this last rite, extend to his 
 community, friends, and bereaved family our deepest sympathy, 
 and record it upon the pages of our country's history. 
 For him no more the blazing hearth shall burn, 
 
 Or busy housewife ply her evening care; 
 No children run to lisp their sire's return. 
 Or climb his knee, the envied kiss to share. 
 All that was mortal of him we have laid to rest in the 
 silent churchyard among his native hills. There he sleeps 
 silently, peacefully, in the bosom of his country and his God, 
 awaiting his final summons and eternal reward. 
 
 And then (at 4 o'clock and 25 minutes p. m.), in pursuance 
 of the resolntions, and as a further mark of respect to the 
 memory of the deceased members, the House adjourned. 
 
Proceedings in the Senate. 
 
 February 6, 1903. 
 message from the house. 
 
 The message further communicated to the Senate the 
 intelligence of the death of Hon. James Montravilee 
 Moody, late a Representative from the State of North Car- 
 olina, and transmitted resolutions of the House thereon. 
 
 The message also announced that the Speaker of the House 
 had appointed Mr. Kluttz, of North Carolina; Mr. Blackburn, 
 of North Carolina; Mr. Claude Kitchin, of North Carolina; 
 Mr. Brownlow, of Tennessee; Mr. Gibson, of Tennessee; Mr. 
 Tate, of Georgia; Mr. Finley, of South Carolina; Mr. John- 
 son, of South Carolina; Mr. Lamb, of Virginia; Mr. Haugen, 
 of Iowa; Mr. Henry, of Connecticut; Mr. Randell, of Texas; 
 Mr. Cooney, of Missouri; Mr. Pou, of North Carolina; Mr. 
 Small, of North Carolina; Mr. Clark, of Missouri; Mr. Wright, 
 of Pennsylvania, and Mr. Cochran, of Missouri, members of 
 the committee on the part of the House to attend the funeral 
 of the deceased Representative. 
 
 DEATH OF REPRESENTATIVE JAMES M. MOODY. 
 
 Mr. Simmons. I ask the Chair to lay before the Senate the 
 resolutions from the House of Representatives relative to the 
 death of my colleague in that body. 
 
 The President pro tempore. The Chair lays before the 
 Senate resolutions of the House, which will be read. 
 
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48 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 The Secretary read the resolutions, as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That the- House of Representatives has learned with profound 
 sorrow of the death of the Hon. JAMES Moxtrayille Moody, member of 
 this House from the State of North Carolina. 
 
 Resolved, That a committee of members of the House, with such mem- 
 bers of the Senate as may be joined, be appointed to take order concerning 
 the funeral of the deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the Senate, 
 and transmit a copy of the same to the family of the deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That as a further mark of respect to the memory of the 
 deceased, the House do now adjourn. 
 
 Mr. Simmons. Mr. President, later a number of Senators 
 will submit remarks to the Senate on the life and character of 
 the deceased. For the present the resolutions of the House 
 may lie on the table, and I ask unanimous consent for the 
 adoption of the resolutions which I send to the desk. 
 
 The President pro tempore. The Senator from North Caro- 
 lina submits resolutions, which will be read. 
 
 The Secretary read the resolutions, as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That the Senate has heard with deep sensibility the announce- 
 ment of the death of Hon. James M. Moody, late a Representative from 
 the State of North Carolina. 
 
 Resolved, That a committee of five Senators be appointed by the Presi- 
 dent pro tempore, to join the committee appointed on the part of the 
 House of Representatives, to take order for superintending the funeral of 
 the deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That the Secretary communicate these resolutions to the 
 House of Representatives. 
 
 The President pro tempore. The question is on agreeing 
 to the resolutions. 
 
 The resolutions were unanimously agreed to. 
 
 The President pro tempore appointed as the committee 
 under the second resolution Mr. Pritchard, Mr. Simmons, Mr. 
 Clark, of Wyoming; Mr. Dietrich, and Mr. Heitfeld. 
 
 Mr. Simmons. Mr. President, I move, as a further mark of 
 respect to the memory of the deceased, that the Senate do 
 now adjourn. 
 
Preceedings in the Senate. 49 
 
 The motion was unanimously agreed to; and (at 3 o'clock 
 and 18 minutes p. m. ) the Senate adjourned until to-mor- 
 row, Saturday, February 7, 1903, at 12 o'clock meridian. 
 
 February 23, 1903. 
 
 message from the house. 
 
 The message further communicated to the Senate resolu- 
 tions passed by the House commemorative of the life and 
 services of Hon. James Montr aville Moody, late a Repre- 
 sentative from the State of North Carolina. 
 H. Doc. 466 4 
 
MEMORIAL ADDRESSES. 
 
 March i, 1903. 
 
 Mr. PritCHARD. Mr. President, I ask that the resolutions 
 from the House of Representatives commemorative of the life 
 and character of Hon. James M. Moody, late a member of 
 the House of Representatives from the State of North 
 Carolina, may be laid before the Senate. 
 
 The President pro tempore. The Chair lays before the 
 Senate the resolutions of the House of Representatives, which 
 will be read. 
 
 The Secretary read the resolutions, as follows: 
 
 In the House of Representatives, 
 
 February 22, 1903. 
 
 Resolved, That in pursuance of the special order heretofore adopted 
 the House proceed to pay tribute to the memory of the Hon. James 
 Montraviixe Moody, late a member of the House of Representatives 
 from the State of North Carolina. 
 
 Resolved, That as a particular mark of respect to the memory of the 
 deceased, and in recognition of his eminent abilities as a faithful and dis- 
 tinguished public servant, the House, at the conclusion of the memorial 
 proceedings, shall stand adjourned. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the Senate. 
 Resolved, That the Clerk be, and he is hereby, instructed to send a copy 
 of these resolutions to the family of the deceased. 
 
 Mr. Pritchard. Mr. President, I offer the resolutions 
 which I send to the desk. 
 
 The President pro tempore. The resolutions submitted 
 by the Senator from North Carolina will be read. 
 
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52 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 The Secretary read the resolutions, as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That the Senate has heard with profound sorrow the an- 
 nouncement of the death of Hon. James M. Moody, late a Representative 
 from the State of North Carolina. 
 
 Resolved, That the business of the Senate be now suspended, in order 
 that fitting tribute be paid to his memory. 
 
 Resolved, That as an additional mark of respect the Senate, at the 
 conclusion of these ceremonies, do adjourn. 
 
 Resolved, That the Secretary communicate these resolutions to the 
 House of Representatives. 
 
Address of Mr. Pritchard, of North Carolina. 53 
 
 Address of Mr. Pritcharp, of North Carolina, 
 
 Mr. President: James Montraville Moody was born 
 in Cherokee County, N. C, February 12, 1858, and died 
 at his home in Waynesville on February 5, 1903. He left 
 surviving him a wife and six children, the eldest, a lad 
 of 16, inheriting his father's name. 
 
 When Mr. Moody was 2 years of age his parents moved 
 to Jonathans Creek, Haywood County, where he was reared 
 and where he lived until his majority. In his youth he 
 worked on the farm and went to school until he acquired 
 such education as the local schools could give. Afterwards 
 he continued to labor on the farm, using the means thus 
 obtained to defray his expenses while attending Waynesville 
 Academy and Candler College. 
 
 He read law under Judges W. B. Ferguson and W. L> 
 Norwood, and was licensed as a practicing attorney by the 
 supreme court of North Carolina at the January term, 1881, 
 and immediately entered upon the practice of his profession 
 at Waynesville, where he resided at the time of his death. He 
 was mayor of Waynesville in 1885, and was elected solicitor of 
 the twelfth judicial district in 1886. He was the candidate 
 of his party for lieutenant-governor in 1892. He was elected 
 to the State senate in 1894, and was commissioned as a major 
 in the volunteer service of the United States during the Spanish- 
 American war in 1898, and assigned to duty on the staff of 
 Maj. Gen. J. Warren Keifer, and by his manly bearing and 
 conscientious discharge of duty won the confidence and esteem 
 of the officers and men with whom he served and the lasting 
 personal friendship of General Keifer. In 1900 he was elected 
 
54 Life a?id Character of fames M. Moody. 
 
 a member of the Fifty-seventh Congress of the United States 
 from the Ninth Congressional district, and at the time of his 
 death was a contestant for a seat in the next House. Mr. 
 Moody was a good lawyer, and at the time of his death was 
 quite distinguished in the criminal branch of his profession. 
 His life was in the main a successful one and was wholly free 
 from stain. Those who knew him best valued him highest. 
 He was a son of nature, and the mountaineers among whom he 
 was bred rallied to him in every crisis of his career by a kind of 
 magnetic attraction. The humblest constituent felt free to 
 address him by his Christian name unmarked by any prefix 
 whatsoever. Of humble extraction, he raised himself into a 
 higher sphere without any false dignity derived from his new 
 associations. Like Vance, Swain, Merrimon, Woodfin, and 
 other notable men of the western section of my State, Mr. 
 Moody was cabin-born, and he continued to be cabin-loving 
 after reaching preferment in another circle. Like those men, 
 he had that intense love for his mountain home which, I think, 
 distinguishes all born under such surroundings. In life and in 
 death he continued to be of the "plain people," as Mr. Lincoln 
 called our yeomanry, meaning it to be, as it was, the language 
 of affection. Mr. Moody was a man of stalwart physique, in 
 the very noon of life, and enjoying until recently the fullness 
 of health, hence his death came as a shock to his friends, his 
 constituents, his party. He was a most devoted Republican, 
 exhibiting at all times strong and unflinching convictions. 
 And yet he maintained throughout repeated campaigns the 
 respect of his opponents, and died with the good will of all men. 
 The legislature of his native State adjourned in honor of his 
 memory, after taking suitable action to preserve it, although a 
 very large majority of its members were active partisans of 
 a different political faith. 
 
Address of Mr. Pritchard, of North Carolina. 55 
 
 His funeral was largely attended by Iiis friends and neigh- 
 bors, who were anxious to show their respect for the memory 
 of one whom the}- had known from his earliest childhood. I 
 am told that his end was peaceful; that he faced his higher 
 destiny with unabashed brow and saw the seals of his fate 
 unrolled without fear. He had his faults, but against his fail- 
 ings he made fight, manful fight, and if he but partl5' won let 
 us leave the unfinished fight, as he did, to a stronger arm and 
 a brighter intelligence. 
 
 Mr. President, perhaps the most worthy service rendered by 
 my deceased friend, and one with which his name will be hon- 
 orably connected in the coming years, was his labor in behalf 
 of the Appalachian Park Reserve. To that enterprise he gave 
 the best energies of brain and body. It was nearest his heart 
 to the day when he was stricken with the fearful summons to 
 lay aside his work on earth. That his fondest hope in behalf 
 of that truly national project w r ill yet find fulfillment I have 
 never permitted myself to doubt. The magnificent territory 
 between the Blue Ridge and the Alleghanies, stretching 
 through several of our finest Atlantic States, giving nurture to 
 the streams w r hich later become national highways, crowned 
 with the loftiest watersheds of the East, and adorned with such 
 flora as no other temperate zone can show, is destined under 
 God to be the pleasure ground of half the continent. 
 
 When that reasonable and worthy hope is realized I fancy a 
 sweeter sleep will steal over him whom we have lately laid to 
 rest. I fancy some kind ministering messenger will be sent 
 to give him word that his last work on earth was not wholly 
 fruitless. 
 
56 Life and Character of James M, Moody 
 
 ADDRESS OF MR. MALLORY, OF FLORIDA. 
 
 Mr. President: It is a natural impulse that prompts those 
 who, by association or observation, have learned the intrinsic 
 merit of one who has closed a life of usefulness, to pay such 
 tribute as can be conveyed by our inadequate powers of ex- 
 pression, to the memory of such a career. When Death has 
 placed his imprimatur on the last chapter of our little earthly 
 life story, and what we have done for good or ill has thereby 
 become fixed forever, a part of our irrevocable and unamend- 
 able record, it is eminently proper that not only those who 
 have the incentive of personal affection, but that those who 
 in the casual intercourse of a strenuous existence have had 
 occasion to note exceptional and shining traits in the character 
 and career of one who has passed away forever, should also 
 put in as permanent a shape as possible the results of their 
 observation. This impulse ought to have, and generally does 
 have, with the thoughtful, a higher and nobler inspiration 
 than that which evolved the maxim of the ancients which 
 enjoined naught but good when speaking of the dead. 
 Example is the most potent of preceptors. The object lesson 
 is the most impressive method of reaching the understanding 
 and shaping the inclination of the young, and the oftener we 
 can present to their plastic minds authentic illustrations of 
 character which of itself conquers adverse environment, rises 
 to eminence by its innate merit and wins the respect and 
 esteem of good men and women, the greater the probability 
 of our inspiring those who are to follow us with a zealous 
 purpose of emulating such virtue. 
 
Address of Mr. Mallorw of Florida. 57 
 
 The life story of James Montrayillk Moody is sufficiently 
 striking to justify us in essaying to preserve it from oblivion. 
 Born among the mountains of western North Carolina Febru- 
 ary 12, 185S, he died one week before his forty-fifth birthday, 
 on February 5, 1903. The illness which ended his life began 
 here in Washington, but did not prove fatal until after his 
 arrival at his home in YVaynesville, where he breathed his 
 last, surrounded by his wife and six children, the eldest of 
 whom, a boy, is 16 years of age. 
 
 Like most of the people of that part of North Carolina, 
 young Moody's parents, during his boyhood, were in very 
 moderate circumstances, and for a number of years his attend- 
 ance at the local school was made subordinate to his attention 
 to farm work. As he grew older and began to develop the 
 splendid physique which in the full flower of manhood made, 
 him a most striking figure, he worked industriously on a farm 
 until he had accumulated means enough wherewith to pay his 
 schooling at the Waynesville Academy for two years and to 
 place him at Candler College in North Carolina, where he 
 remained one year. Having thus acquired a fairly good educa- 
 tion, he returned to Waynesville, and while maintaining himself 
 there studied law 'and was admitted to the bar in 1881. In 
 1886 he had by his industry and ability so impressed the people 
 of the twelfth judicial district that they elected him prose- 
 cuting attorney for that district, which position he filled for 
 four years with credit to himself and advantage to the State. 
 
 In 1S94 he was elected to the State senate of North Carolina 
 for two years, and continued the practice of law until the 
 beginning of the recent war with Spain, when he volunteered 
 and served throughout that war on the staff of Gen. J. Warren 
 Keifer as major and commissary. In November, 1900, he 
 was elected on the Republican ticket to the Fifty-seventh 
 
58 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 Congress from the Ninth Congressional district of North 
 Carolina, which position he was filling at the time of his 
 death. 
 
 The characteristic feature of this brief record of his career is 
 his purpose and unremitting effort to advance himself in obedi- 
 ence to the promptings of an honorable ambition. It is difficult 
 for one unacquainted with the conditions that environed his 
 youth to appreciate the depressing, almost insurmountable ob- 
 stacles with which he had to contend in his progress upward. 
 The region in which his youth was passed was isolated from 
 the busy, bustling world by the rugged ramparts of the Appa- 
 lachian Range, and to a certain extent was a terra incognita 
 even to the people of other sections of North Carolina. Hard 
 conditions and hard living were the rule, and the young men 
 of that section who aspired to rise unaided to commanding 
 positions in the eyes of the people of any considerable part of 
 the State could not well exaggerate the seriousness of the 
 undertaking. But young Moody was of a material as rugged 
 and unyielding as the blue-hazed mountains that from his 
 infancy had shut in his horizon from the outer world. An 
 early taste for reading had developed in him aspirations and 
 ideals which the narrow sphere in which he moved and the 
 hard conditions in which his lot seemed to have been cast would 
 alone have scarcely justified. But the fever of a noble ambi- 
 tion was in his blood, and with eye steadily fixed upon the goal 
 at which he aimed, he undauntedly dedicated himself to an 
 unswerving pursuit of the difficult upward path that he had 
 elected to follow. How well he adhered to that purpose is 
 amply revealed by the brief recital I have given of the salient 
 events in his public life. 
 
 Among his people those elements of character that make for 
 strength, truth, and justice always attract attention, and when 
 
Add) ess of Mr. Mallory, of Florida. 59 
 
 tried and proven they never fail to command general confidence 
 and favor. Singularly modest and unassuming, of manner as 
 gentle as a woman, and with a heart as responsive as that of a 
 child to the griefs of others, this stalwart, kindly eyed moun- 
 taineer grappled to that heart with hooks of steel the unre- 
 served affection of all who came in intimate contact with him. 
 Yet was his amiable and sympathetic nature untainted by any 
 trace of weakness. Never self-assertive in nonessentials, he 
 was as unyielding in the support of the principles in which he 
 believed as the basic rocks of his native hills. It is said of him 
 by those who best knew him that in the several heated political 
 contests in which he actively and successfully engaged as a 
 principal he never lost a friend nor made an enemy. 
 
 It would be strange indeed if such a character, so steadfast 
 and true in the observance of his public obligations, should 
 have been otherwise than a devoted husband and father. He 
 was essentially a son of the land of the sky, and, like the 
 eagle, he fretted and chafed when exiled from his mountain 
 home. To him his modest home at Waynesville was the altar 
 at which he worshiped, and within its walls were enshrined 
 the objects of his soul's adoration. It was his fondest hope 
 to give to his children advantages which he had been denied, 
 or which, at best, he had but imperfectly enjoyed, and with- 
 out doubt the bitterest pang he experienced, when realizing 
 that his hours on earth were numbered, was in the thought 
 that those loved ones, so dependent in their weakness, should 
 be bereft of his guiding hand and sheltering affection. 
 
 The spectacle of a helpless little brood, hushed and awe- 
 stricken, in the presence of a calamity so dire, the enormity of 
 which their understanding fails fully to comprehend, is one that 
 we are constantly called on to witness; but witness it as often 
 as we may, its recurrence never fails to thrill our hearts with 
 
60 Life and Character of James M. Moody. 
 
 sympathetic emotion and to cause us to marvel at the mystery 
 of our ways — 
 
 That are never all in darkness, and are never wholly bright. 
 
 Mr. President, there exists in the minds of many worthy 
 people an impression, little short of conviction, that active 
 participation in political life, as we have it in this country, is 
 essentially demoralizing, and that the man who devotes himself 
 to the pursuit of such honors and distinction as constitute its 
 prizes must necessarily suffer more or less moral detriment. 
 
 That, unhappily, there have been instances which those who 
 make this contention may cite in its support will not be denied, 
 but such cases are relatively rare, and certainly can not justly 
 cast a smirch on the memory or reputation of the many 
 honored names that adorn our political history. 
 
 That political life, like any other sphere in which men 
 contend with each other, presents temptations, which embraced 
 will produce demoralization, is undoubtedly true, but that such 
 temptations are less successfully resisted in the political than 
 in other fields of acute human contention is controverted by 
 the observation and experience of every unprejudiced mind. 
 
 The life and career of the subject of this sketch is illustrative 
 of this view. After having won all the honors for which he 
 had striven — and his political contests were always charac- 
 terized by energy and zealous effort on both sides — he remained 
 the same kindly, unaffected character, the same frank, honest, 
 and outspoken exponent of truth and justice that he was when 
 as a young man he won the respect, esteem, and devotion of 
 the sturdy mountaineers with whom his fortunes were cast. 
 In his make-up there was no alloy, no baser metal that could 
 be marred by the corroding touch of sordid influences. 
 
 A modest, unaffected gentleman; a citizen who enjoyed the 
 
Address of Mr. Afallory, of Florida. 61 
 
 confidence and personal regard of all classes of his fellow- 
 citizens; a patriot who, at the first peal of the dread tocsin of 
 war, stepped to the front with sword and life dedicated to his 
 country's cause; a Representative of his people in the nation's 
 great council, justly conservative, but ever alert to the interests 
 of his constituency, and a husband and father most devoted; 
 his life story, rounded and complete, will ever be an inspiration 
 to those who, disheartened by repressive conditions, yet aspire 
 to the realization of loftier ideals. 
 
 The President pro tempore. The question is on agreeing 
 to the resolutions submitted by the Senator from North Caro- 
 lina [Mr. Pritchard] . 
 
 The resolutions were unanimously agreed to, with the excep- 
 tion of the one relating to adjournment. 
 
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