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Lethbridge Herald, The (Newspaper) - December 22, 1920, Lethbridge, Alberta Unknown Warrior laid to -Scenes at Westminster Abbey; slfe B v v? ill PSWS SPi M SalMiis ercovnri sr iimiuniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiliiriiiliiiiiiiiiliiiiilJimiiliiriiiiiiiimiiiiijii Hi. 2'i sU'Tilt sig ES-" fel lli.- ,-m Premier Lloyd George, accompanied by Sir Greenwood.' inspecting R. I. C. and Auxiliary Police in Downing Street, London. f (Z) Armistice body of the unknown warrior being borne towards Westminster Abbey. (3) of the unknown coffin con- taining the unknown warrior passing the cenotaph in U) The Rev. Clarence Stay, of St. Thomas's Church, Regent Street, London, who acts in. the pulpit and Right to "The Garden of be drawa large wirliences. O} A party of English tinplaters leaving Liverpool fo.r BaldwDi's Tinplata Works, Toronto, Cauada. coming of ths unknown warrior Reno at Foch Baluting the coffin containing of the unknown warrior. "Unknjviv whose- remains, attended Royal Princes, add-famous field-marshals and admirals and mparned by the entire borne to .their last resting', place- iri .the Empire's noblest bey, Armistice Day. There th? llnknown Warrior lies, hia buriai place adjoining those of great Btatesmeri, great poets, .and great only grave, there with- out a name amongst those whose Dames will go ringing down the ages. No ceremony has ever touched the heart of the British people as this home-coming.of the Unknown. Who was he? How long is it since hs left rushed to England from overseas to help her? Had he wife and babes waiting ta welcome his return, or a mother who will never see-her boy again? Name, unit, length of these are lost in the mists of war. There is no blazon on his shield to tcil his lineage. Fle'is the "common soldier" who went forth to.war his country's call and, now he lies in the Abbey as representative of the Empire's million dead soldiers. He brought. home with him the homage of France and the salute of Foch, the GericSralissimo of the Al- lied Armies. It was on the quays of Boulogne' that the British Expedi- tionary-Force landed; it was from the same quays that this victor re- turned, clad in the tattered Union Jack that had covered tho bodies of hundreds of his comrades. His body was borne through London on a gun-carriage by whose side walked. B3 pall-bearers, Lord Beatty, Lord Haig, Lord French, Lord Byng, and eight other famous captains. His simple coffin surmounted by a trench helmet, a common soldier's bayonet, and a Crusader's sword presented by King George. Behind followed representatives of the navy, the army, the air'force, and the ex-service men's organizations. No- thing could have exceeded the su- blime simplicity of the home-coming. Turning into Whitehall, where thousands of people had waited since tho barricades had been closed ten hours earlier, the cortege reaches the Cenotaph. Here King George the Empire's chief mourner, awhitei it. In the windows of the govern- ment offices fronting on the Ceno- taph were women who had been be- reaved during the war. Then en- sued n brief religions the hymn, "0 God, our help in ages and the Lord's Prayer. ieIolo 'By common consent he chief focal point for the crowds was Trafalgar Square, and there rom early morning enormous crowds lad.waited. The square, and the sixty-odd streets ttat appear to feed t, was jiacfcd to suffocation. Sec'th- ne, talking, noise that came up was like that ol .he ceaseless sound of tho sea. An'! then tho Silence profound, ;o complete, thpt it wss unearthly, !t was deeper than the deepest hush of the moat impenetrable forest, still- er than tho cold isolation of the farthest mountain peaks. The only sound was the whimper of a fright- en etl child or the fluttering of thu the pie'cona (hat circlec overhead. The sharp note cf the bugie sound1. Ing the "Last Post" broke it fit last The funeral procession reformed the King took m> his place irnmc dlately behind the coffin; as chic: mourner, and the heart-stirring .trains of 'Chopin's "Marcho Fune- ire" rose. At the. Abbey a guard of lortor of one hundred wearers of the Victoria Cross lined the nave. Then :ame the brief buriai service. The King stepped from a small Silver shell cast upon ths cof- 'in earth from the soil of France. More silence; a.nd then from behind the High Altar came the long roll of drums, followed by trumpets. This lime they were playing, not the Lsst Post, but the "Reveille." When the service was' over, aitd the mothers and the wives were alone with the dead, someone came and placed upon the coffin n wrenth of laurel gather- ed in tlie ruined [Vardcns within the Lirccincts of the chattered Cathedral of Ypri-3. Upon it were tho words! "A Vv'arrior of the Great War known unto At two o'clock in tne barricades were opened. Three queues were formed, filinr; by batchc-s down Whitehall peat the Cenotaph and to Ihe Abbey. Tho fiize of these queues can be gathered from tho fact that it r.carly three hours to traverse the three hur.drtcl odd yards from the barri- cade to the Cenotaph. At nine at night Ihe queues were still as as at the commencement, reinforced as they were by workers pouring out from offices, factories bnd shops. And I think that every second per- son carried flowers. For three more days longer than I write this tho pilgrimage is to-go on, and I can see them from window now, lined up in silent W. ;