Order of Exercises

Prelude, sacred selections (11.30 to 12)

Presiding Officer

United States Navy Band Orchestra

The Speaker of the House of Representatives Invocation...The Chaplain, Dr. James Shera Montgomery

String quartette-Andante Cantabile (Tschaikowsky)

United States Navy Band Orchestra ...The Chaplain

Scripture reading and prayer___

Roll of deceased Members

The Clerk of the House of Representatives

Devotional silence

Tenor solo-There is no death (O'Hara)_____Ross Farrar Robt. L. Feuerstein, Accompanist

Address_

Hon. Scott Leavitt (Representative from the State of Montana)

Baritone solo-Farewell (Russell) ---------Leonard Davis Robt. L. Feuerstein, Accompanist

William J. Harris

Memorial Services

WEDNESDAY, May 25, 1932.

The Speaker of the House of Representatives, Hon. John N. Garner, presided.

The Chaplain, Rev. James Shera Montgomery, D. D., invoked the divine blessing:

Almighty God, unto whom all hearts are open, all desires known, and from whom no secrets are hid, cleanse the thoughts of our hearts by the inspiration of Thy holy spirit, that we may perfectly love Thee and worthily magnify Thy holy name. May the words of our lips and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, our strength and our Redeemer. Amen.

The string quartette of the United States Navy Band Orchestra rendered "Andante Cantabile," by Tschaikowsky.

SCRIPTURE READING AND PRAYER

Scripture reading and prayer by the Chaplain, Rev. James Shera Montgomery, D. D.

Almighty God, separated from the toils of the day may this hour be a dedication. Make Thy Holy Spirit a minister and a messenger of love and faith. Our hearts are one; they express the sorrow of our fellow countrymen. Do Thou remember those, Blessed Lord, who are in the valley of affliction. In its hush and silence may they catch the floating notes

wafted from the highlands of the upper world. Oh, be the melody for the dirge, the sweetness for the cup, and the strength for the weary. In our losses, hear us, O most merciful Father. With us the joys and the fellowships of time have been swept away. The dreams of the past struggle for expression; but as they are inspired from the passing scenes of life, they can never be fulfilled. O God, we would share again the changeless love of the unforgotten days. In the ages to come, beyond the menace and the mystery of mortality, we shall meet again-unafraid, conscious that our souls are becoming vaster and holier in the presence of the infinite God of man. Through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

Three fishers went sailing out into the west-
Out into the west as the sun went down;

Each thought of the woman who loved him the best,
And the children stood watching them out of the town;
For men must work, and women must weep;

And there's little to earn, and many to keep,

Though the harbor bar be moaning.

Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower,

And trimmed the lamps as the sun went down;

And they looked at the squall, and they looked at the shower,

And the rack it came rolling up, ragged and brown;
But men must work, and women must weep,

Though storms be sudden, and waters deep,
And the harbor bar be moaning.

Three corpses lay out on the shining sands

In the morning gleam as the tide went down,

And the women are watching and wringing their hands,
For those who will never come back to the town;

For men must work, and women must weep-
And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep-
And good-by to the bar and its moaning.