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 TIMOTHY D. SULLIVAN 
 
 ( Late a Representative from New York) 
 
 MEMORIAL ADDRESSES 
 
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 THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES OF THE 
 
 UNITED STATES 
 
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 SIXTY-THIRD CONGRESS 
 
 Proceedings in the House 
 June 21, 1914 
 
 Proceedings in the Senaif 
 September IS, 1913 
 
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TABLE OF CONTENTS 
 
 Proceedings in the House: Page 
 Prayer by Rev. Henry N. Couden, D. D., Chaplain of 
 
 the House of Representatives 5, 7 
 
 Memorial addresses by — 
 
 Mr. John J. Fitzgerald, of New York 11 
 
 Mr. Henry M. Goldfogle, of New York 18 
 
 Mr. Julius Kahn, of California 25 
 
 Mr. Peter G. Ten Eyck, of New York 27 
 
 Mr. Michael F. Conry, of New York 29 
 
 Mr. Joseph A. Goulden, of New York 34 
 
 Mr. Daniel J. Griffin, of New York 38 
 
 Mr. Robert H. Gittins, of New York 40 
 
 Mr. William M. Calder, of New York 42 
 
 Mr. Harry Howard Dale, of New York 44 
 
 Mr. Herman A. Metz, of New York 48 
 
 Mr. Peter J. Dooling, of New York 51 
 
 Proceedings in the Senate: 
 
 Resolutions adopted 55 
 
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HON. TIMOTHY 
 
DEATH OF HON. TIMOTHY D. SULLIVAN 
 
 Proceedings in the House of Representatives 
 
 Saturday, September 13, 1913. 
 
 The House met at 11 o'clock a. m. 
 
 The Chaplain, Rev. Henry N. Couden, D. D., offered the 
 following prayer: 
 
 How deep are Thy mysteries, God! How exacting 
 and insistent Thy mandates! We think; we plan; we 
 aspire; we struggle; we fall. Thy will is supreme, and 
 Thy will is good will. 
 
 Our wills are ours, we know not how; 
 Our wills are ours, to make them Thine. 
 
 The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. Bear with 
 our infirmities, and help us from our heart of hearts to 
 say, " Thy will be done," not only in the spirit of humility, 
 but in a firm resolve to act with Thee in the furtherance 
 of Thy plans, under the spiritual leadership of Thy son, 
 Jesus Christ. Amen. 
 
 Mr. Gittins. Mr. Speaker, it becomes my sad duty to 
 announce to the House the death of the Hon. Timothy D. 
 Sullivan, late a Representative from the thirteenth dis- 
 trict of New York. I will not at this time, but I shall at 
 some future time, ask the House to set apart a day when 
 respect may be paid to his memory. I offer the following 
 resolutions. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows : 
 
 House resolution 253 
 
 Resolved, That the House has heard with profound sorrow of 
 the death of Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, a Representative from 
 the State of New York. 
 
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 Resolved, That a committee of 20 Members of the House, with 
 such Members of the Senate as may be joined, be appointed to 
 attend the funeral. 
 
 Resolved, That the Sergeant at Arms of the House be author- 
 ized and directed to take such steps as may be necessary for 
 carrying out the provisions of these resolutions, and that the 
 necessary expense in connection therewith be paid out of the 
 contingent fund of the House. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
 Senate and transmit a copy thereof to the family of the deceased. 
 
 The resolutions were agreed to. 
 
 The Speaker announced the following committee : 
 
 Mr. Fitzgerald, Mr. Wilson of New York, Mr. Maher, Mr. 
 Riordan, Mr. Goldfogle, Mr. Levy, Mr. Conry, Mr. Patten 
 of New York, Mr. George, Mr. Goulden, Mr. Talcott of New 
 York, Mr. Gittins, Mr. Kinkead of New Jersey, Mr. Payne, 
 Mr. Calder, Mr. Fairehild, Mr. Danforth, Mr. Piatt, Mr. 
 Parker, and Mr. Chandler of New York. 
 
 Mr. Gittins. Mr. Speaker, I now offer the further reso- 
 lution which I send to the desk. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows : 
 
 Resolved, That as a further mark of respect the House do now 
 adjourn. 
 
 ADJOURNMENT 
 
 The resolution was agi'eed to; accordingly (at 9 o'clock 
 and 42 minutes p. m.) the House adjourned until Monday. 
 September 15, 1913. at 12 o'clock noon. 
 
 Monday, September 15, 1913. 
 The committee informally rose; and Mr. Barnhart hav- 
 ing taken the chair as Speaker pro tempore, a message 
 from the Senate, by Mr. Tulley, one of its clerks, an- 
 nounced that the Senate had passed the following resolu- 
 tions: 
 
 Resolved, That the Senate has heard with deep sensibility the 
 announcement of the death of Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, late 
 a Representative from the State of New York. 
 
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 Resolved, That a committee of six Senators be appointed by 
 the Vice President, to join the committee appointed on the part 
 of the House of Representatives, to attend the funeral of the 
 deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That the Secretary communicate a copy of these 
 resolutions to the House of Representatives. 
 
 In compliance with the foregoing the Presiding Officer ap- 
 pointed as said committee Mr. O'Gorman, Mr. Root, Mr. Swanson, 
 Mr. Martine of New Jersey, Mr. James, and Mr. Rrandegee. 
 
 The message also announced that the Senate had 
 passed the following resolution : 
 
 Resolved, That as a further mark of respect to the memory 
 of the deceased Representative the Senate do now adjourn. 
 
 Saturday, May 23, 19U. 
 
 Mr. Fitzgerald. Mr. Speaker, I ask unanimous consent 
 for the present consideration of the following order. 
 
 The Speaker. The gentleman from New York asks 
 unanimous consent for the present consideration of a 
 resolution which the Clerk will report. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 Ordered, That Sunday, the 21st day of June, at 12 o'clock noon, 
 be set apart for addresses on the life, character, and public 
 services of the Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, late a Representative 
 from the State of New York. 
 
 The Speaker. Is there objection to the present consid- 
 eration of the resolution? 
 There was no objection. 
 The resolution was agreed to. 
 
 Sunday, June 21, 1914. 
 The House met at 12 o'clock noon and was called to 
 order by the Speaker pro tempore, Mr. Riordan. 
 
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 The Chaplain, Rev. Henry N. Couden, D. D., offered the 
 following prayer: 
 
 Thou God and Father of us all, we wait on Thy bless- 
 ing as we assemble here on this peaceful Sabbath day to 
 commemorate the life and deeds of a departed Member 
 of this House; who won by dint of his own efforts the 
 confidence, love, and respect of his fellows and leaves 
 behind him a worthy record as a servant of the people 
 in his State and Nation. Strong of mind, warm of heart, 
 generous to all who sought him, the poor, the needy, the 
 sick, the distressed, the unfortunate, the outcast found 
 in him a sympathetic, tender, and devoted friend. 
 
 We thank Thee for the germ of goodness and purity 
 Thou hast imparted unto Thy children, especially for 
 the good which sees, loves, and acts. Such were his vir- 
 tues. So may we cherish his memory and emulate his 
 virtues. 
 
 Comfort his many friends, his dear ones, and bring 
 them at last to share with him the reward of an ever- 
 lasting life. In the name of Him who taught us life, love, 
 immortality, and how to pray — Our Father who art in 
 heaven. Hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come. 
 Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this 
 day our daily bread; and forgive us our debts, as we for- 
 give our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but 
 deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom and the 
 power and the glory, forever. Amen. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The Clerk will read the 
 special order. 
 
 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 On motion of Mr. Fitzgerald, by unanimous consent, Ordered, 
 That Sunday, June 21, 1914, be set apart for addresses upon the 
 life, character, and public services of Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, 
 late a Representative from the State of New York. 
 
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 Mr. Goldfogle. Mr. Speaker, I offer the following reso- 
 lutions, which I send to the desk and ask to have read. 
 The Clerk read as follows: 
 
 Resolved, That the business of the House be now suspended, that 
 opportunity be given for tribute to the memory of Hon. Timothy 
 D. Sullivan, late a Member of this House from the State of New 
 York. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
 Senate. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk send a copy of these resolutions to the 
 family of the deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That at the conclusion of to-day's proceedings the 
 House, as a particular mark of respect to the memory of the de- 
 ceased and in recognition of his distinguished public career, do 
 stand adjourned. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The question is on agreeing 
 to the resolutions. 
 The resolutions were agreed to. 
 
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MEMORIAL ADDRESSES 
 
 Address or Mr. Fitzgerald, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Among the oldest customs of this House 
 is that of commemorating the lives, character, and public 
 services of men who die while serving in its membership. 
 However this custom may have originated, it is particu- 
 larly appropriate that it should be perpetuated and fol- 
 lowed by the House. In this era public men are subjected 
 to so much criticism, and so much evil is attributed to 
 them, so many sinister motives are charged as charac- 
 terizing their every public act, that it is highly fitting that 
 their intimate associates in public life should at some 
 time make a record of the good things for which such 
 men have been noted and the good they have been able 
 to accomplish. 
 
 It is difficult for anyone who is not familiar with the 
 complex life of the great metropolis of this country to 
 understand and appreciate such a character as the late 
 Timothy D. Sullivan. Many of those living to-day in 
 the great city, unfamiliar with the conditions prevailing 
 30, 40, or 50 years ago, can have little understanding of 
 the influences that not only made possible but impera- 
 tively forced such a man into domination in political 
 affairs. New York is a great cosmopolitan community, 
 to which come the poor and the oppressed from every 
 clime in the civilized world. They naturally seek the 
 help, friendship, and the assistance of some strong, domi- 
 nant personality. 
 
 Mr. Sullivan was born in the lower part of the city of 
 New York, but his activities were identified with the 
 
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 lower East Side, a section of the city much discussed 
 but so little understood by idealists who attempt the 
 impossible in the reformation of human nature. He was 
 brought up in a school where strong men naturally force 
 their way to the front. A man of great courage, of big 
 heart, of winning personality, with sympathy always 
 ready to extend to the unfortunate and the oppressed, 
 he very quickly attracted to himself the loyal support of 
 many persons who, indifferent to his political views, were 
 attached to him because of the innumerable secret kind- 
 nesses which were extended through his bounty. 
 
 It is somewhat interesting to recall that the elements of 
 his strength and his wonderful power in the politics in the 
 city of New York were due to the same characteristics 
 and conditions that first made Tammany Hall a dominant 
 political force in that city. 
 
 The Columbian Order or Tammany Society was organ- 
 ized in 1789. It is a charitable and a patriotic society. 
 Its purpose is to inculcate deeply in the hearts of the peo- 
 ple the principles on which our Government is founded, 
 to cultivate the patriotic spirit, and to help those who are 
 unfortunate or in distress. From the early days in the 
 history of the country the society was noted for the patri- 
 otic part it took in the effort to have suitable burial pro- 
 vided for the remains of the men known as the martyrs 
 of the prison ships who, during the Revolutionary War, 
 were taken prisoners by the Rritish Army and imprisoned 
 in a number of old sugar-cargo ships that were anchored 
 in what is known as Wallabout Bay, the site of the pres- 
 ent navy yard in the city of New York. By degrees this 
 society, because of its patriotic aspirations and its lavish 
 charities, attached to itself an innumerable following. It 
 was the wonderful genius of Aaron Burr which first ap- 
 preciated the political possibilities attaching to an organ- 
 ization that had so great a hold upon the ordinary people 
 
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Address of Mr. Fitzgerald, of New York 
 
 of the community and realized that such a society could 
 be instrumental and dominant in the political affairs of 
 the community. If I recall correctly, although he was 
 neither a grand sachem nor a sachem, nor even a member 
 of that organization, by association and affiliation with 
 the dominant spirits in it he repeatedly utilized his friend- 
 ships with such men so that the society exerted consider- 
 able influence in political affairs. 
 
 Mr. Sullivan lived in accordance with this traditional 
 spirit of the organization. The poor, the oppressed, those 
 in distress in that great lower east-side section of the city 
 of New York knew that he was a friend, one to whom an 
 appeal was never made in vain. 
 
 In that wonderful community, with its magnificent 
 businesses, its temples, its palaces, its culture, its refine- 
 ment, and its wealth, the flotsam and jetsam of humanity 
 is there cared for by wise dispensations of official and 
 private organizations, but much of the distress is seldom 
 reached except through the individual effort of some one 
 in whom these derelicts of human nature have unbounded 
 confidence. His was a charity that was not openly and 
 publicly displayed. "While there were innumerable ways 
 in which he participated in the open and known char- 
 ities, it was through the quiet and secret kindnesses that 
 he extended to the distressed and the unfortunate, that 
 a great body of men and women and children came to 
 love him and respect him as their friend. A member 
 of the Tammany Society and a member of what is known 
 to-day as Tammany Hall— which, although it comprises 
 in its membership the officials of the Columbian Order 
 or Tammany Society, is still the term which is properly 
 attributed to the official organization of the Democratic 
 Party in the county of New York — his power and in- 
 fluence grew as his life was extended along the lines of 
 somewhat useful endeavor. At the very outset of his 
 
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 career he was a power in local politics. He served eight 
 or nine years in the lower house of the Legislature of the 
 State of New York. He served a number of years in the 
 senate of the State of New York. He was elected to this 
 House, retired, and reelected. Perhaps not many outside 
 of his colleagues from his own State and those who had 
 met him in other fields had become acquainted with him 
 in this House. This was not his field. He was success- 
 ful in the other bodies in which he had served, because 
 his peculiar talents, his indefatigable industry, and his 
 intimate knowledge of the business transacted by those 
 bodies made him an effective and influential member of 
 them. 
 
 It is true, as has been said, that the good that men do is 
 interred with their bones, while the evil, if any, lives after 
 them. 
 
 Judged by many standards Mr. Sullivan perhaps might 
 not satisfy those who could not appreciate the peculiar 
 conditions under which he had lived and worked. He 
 acquired great political power in his community and in 
 the organization of which he was a member, and it was 
 due to the peculiar characteristics for which he was noted 
 and without which no man can attain to political power 
 in that organization and retain it, or attain power in poli- 
 tics in the great city of New York and retain it. Perhaps 
 the chief of these characteristics is that a man must be 
 truthful. Timothy D. Sullivan was a truthful man. He 
 hated sham, and he avoided it. He was noted for his 
 truthfulness of statement, and with the accompanying and 
 necessary corollary that his word, when once given, was 
 better than any bond or other security. Once his word 
 was pledged, there was nothing that would induce him 
 to break it. There was a story current in New York that 
 illustrates that characteristic of the man. Within a not 
 very distant past and under conditions with which I am 
 
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Address of Mr. Fitzgerald, of New York 
 
 somewhat familiar, it is said that he had pledged his word 
 to an important official to aid in preventing the nomina- 
 tion of a certain person for a high position in our State. 
 The official to whom the assurance was given was so 
 doubtful of the sincerity of the pledge that Mr. Sullivan 
 remarked that if this man were nominated he would not 
 be a candidate upon the same ticket with him. In the 
 course of a few months the person discussed was nomi- 
 nated for the office mentioned, and the official to whom 
 the statement was made reminded Mr. Sullivan of his 
 promise. He thereupon declined to be a candidate for 
 the State senate. The situation occasioned considerable 
 curiosity and amazement. Those who claim to know the 
 real facts insisted that it was merely an ordinary act of 
 Mr. Sullivan in keeping his word regardless of the effect 
 upon himself personally. 
 
 In political life in the city of New York there is not 
 much else that men have upon which they can build 
 their reputations and acquire power except the reputa- 
 tion for veracity, the knowledge that their plighted word 
 is sacred, and an unswerving loyalty to their friends and 
 associates. Whatever the turn of the wheel of fortune 
 may be, men like Mr. Sullivan remain loyal to their 
 friends. No matter what trouble overtakes them, no 
 matter what criticism is provoked, no matter what per- 
 sonal sacrifice may be necessary, they are loyal to their 
 followers and to their friends. My experience in politics 
 leads me to believe that it is the very best and the most 
 essential characteristic for success in public men. We 
 frequently see the cold, selfish, keen, able man ready to 
 sacrifice everyone and every principle that contributes 
 to his success so long as his advancement will be fur- 
 thered; but the rare and enduring characteristic of the 
 men of lasting power and influence in public life is the 
 strong sense of loyalty always in evidence, which makes 
 
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 their friends, their associates, and their followers know 
 that they will not be deserted in the time of travail and 
 trouble. Mr. Sullivan was a big man. The popular nick- 
 name indicated the feeling of the people generally. He 
 was " Big Tim." He was big physically, big hearted, big 
 in his sympatliies for the unfortunate, for the distressed, 
 and big in the desire to serve and to advance the welfare 
 of his fellow man. This virtue has seldom been attrib- 
 uted to him. He was the subject of vicious criticism. 
 His faults — and he had them, as his Mends know — were 
 continually emphasized; but he was a humane man, with 
 a great, large, overtlowing heart. His memory is cher- 
 ished sacredly in many humble homes where he has 
 been of inestimable service. No one will ever know the 
 number of young men and young women whom he has 
 saved from a life of distress and of crime. 
 
 His helping hand was ever ready to lift up the unfortu- 
 nate. He did not push them back because they had once 
 erred. He knew his great East Side as few men knew it, 
 and its people appreciated the better qualities which made 
 up ':is personality. 
 
 Others of my colleagues will speak in more detail of his 
 services to his country. Perhaps one of the last and most 
 noted acts in his ollicial career was the passage of a law 
 which has been much discussed in our State. One of the 
 things that contributed much to the misfortune and to the 
 crime of the city of New York was the growing tendency 
 upon the part of young men and of older men in cer- 
 tain sections in the city to acquire the habit of carrying 
 firearms. Knowing the result that inevitably follows the 
 carrying of firearms by men of quick temper and quicker 
 impulses and passions, he had enacted a law which he 
 hoped would eliminate that evil from our civil life. 
 Others may point out some of the many other acts of legis- 
 
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Address of Mr. Fitzgerald, ov New York 
 
 lation for which he was responsible, but this one sought 
 to reach a widespread evil which few men who are aspir- 
 ing to statesmanship would have considered and but few 
 would have known how to remedy. I knew Mr. Sullivan 
 for 25 years. I became acquainted with him when I was 
 quite a young man and I got to know him intimately. I 
 learned to know and to love the good qualities and the 
 good parts in his make-up. His memory is properly 
 revered. The good which he has done should be empha- 
 sized and praised. We can kindly and in charity do what 
 we all hope will be done when we pass away — draw a 
 veil to cover whatever defects there may be in our lives — 
 and we can join with those who have reason to cherish 
 his memory in paying this brief tribute to the personality 
 and character of a man who under the most disadvan- 
 tageous circumstances rose to power, influence, and domi- 
 nation in the great metropolis of this country, and who in 
 a quiet but effective way rendered many valuable services 
 and kindnesses to many who would otherwise have been 
 neglected. 
 
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Address of Mr. Goldfogle, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Almost a year has passed since " the Stern 
 Reaper, who gathereth all in whenever in His wisdom he 
 may appoint," laid his dark and icy hand on one of our 
 number, Timothy D. Sullivan; and, in accordance with 
 the beautiful and time-honored custom of the House, we 
 pause amid the stress of legislative duties to fittingly 
 pronounce our estimate on the life and character of the 
 distinguished dead. 
 
 1 rise, sir, to pay my tribute of respect to the memory 
 of our departed colleague, whose life was one of intense 
 interest, tilled with varied experiences and marvelous 
 activities. 
 
 He was born on February 6, 1863. At the early age of 
 23, then already popular with the people of his district, 
 he was elected a member of the Assembly of the State of 
 New York, in which he served eight continuous terms, 
 until 1894. He was then chosen a State senator, and con- 
 tinued in the senate until 1903. In 1902 he was elected a 
 Representative in the Fifty-eighth Congress, and reelected 
 to the Fifty-ninth Congress, from which, after a brief 
 service, he resigned to go back to the State senate. He 
 was again chosen a senator, and iinally elected by an 
 admiring constituency to the Sixty-third Congress, in 
 which he served until he met his untimely and tragic 
 death. 
 
 Timothy D. Sullivan's character was as unique as it 
 was great. From the very hour he reached manhood's 
 
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Address of Mr. Goldfogle, of New York 
 
 estate he became, and continued until his unfortunate 
 death, a prominent figure in the politics of both State and 
 city. As a leader of men he attracted widespread atten- 
 tion, not only of those engaged in public affairs, but of 
 the citizenship generally. No man in our city was better 
 or more widely known than he. No man within his time 
 built up through personal effort and kept throughout 
 the struggles and vicissitudes of political life a larger, 
 stronger, or more faithful and loyal following. 
 
 In the State legislature, during the score of years of his 
 service, he was a most influential and frequently a domi- 
 nating factor. No man in the ordinary walks of private 
 or public life had a larger acquaintance with men of every 
 rank, station, and condition. His friends were countless 
 thousands; not merely in the State, but were to be found 
 throughout the Union. This man, whose influence among 
 the people and in legislative halls was so extensive, whose 
 power in legislature and in party council was so great, 
 whose knowledge of public affairs so diversified, whose 
 keenness of intellect gave him such insight into the in- 
 tricacies of political affairs as at times made him master 
 of political situations, whose army of friends and devoted 
 followers were numberless, whose name was a household 
 word in his district and the surrounding neighborhood, 
 whose successes in business enterprises as well as in poli- 
 tics followed one another closely, whose liberal generos- 
 ity, broad charity, and merciful kindness to the needy 
 and the fallen brought cheer to many a heavy heart and 
 sunshine to many a desolate home — this man came from 
 the ranks of the lowly and the humble, for he was born 
 in poverty and reared amid adversity. 
 
 Bereft of his father when but a small lad, Timothy in 
 his earliest years had already tasted the cup of sorrow. 
 He became a newsboy, and with the scant earnings from 
 
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 vending papers in the street this ragged, barefooted boy 
 aided in the support of bis widowed mother. 
 
 I shall never forget the occasion when Sullivan, in a 
 public meeting some years ago, spoke in defending him- 
 self against an attack made on him in the public prints. 
 It was contrary to his custom to reply to such criticism, 
 but this once he departed from his accustomed way. He 
 referred feelingly to his early training by his aged 
 mother; and this strong, manly man, who had coura- 
 geously fought many a battle and bravely withstood many 
 a political storm, burst into tears that told more deeply 
 than words can describe the depths of his filial love and 
 the intensity of his sympathetic soul. 
 
 He represented part of the East Side of New York City. 
 Its population, comprising people of various nationalities, 
 animated by their love and appreciation of the value of 
 our American institutions, take pride and display keen 
 interest in the men they select for public office. It is a 
 tenement-house district, abounding with myriads of 
 homes of the struggling and toiling masses. It has not 
 the advantages of the more fortunate and wealthy, but 
 it is rich — exceedingly rich — in the possession of a good, 
 honest, intelligent, thrifty, and industrious people, the 
 so-called everyday people, who make up the bone and 
 sinew and contribute to the strength and the pride of 
 our citizenship and the welfare of our country. 
 
 Timothy D. Sullivan was in close sympathy and touch 
 with his people. He mingled with them in the warm 
 spirit of genuine fellowship. The most humble and un- 
 fortunate could approach him as readily as those in the 
 higher ranks of life. Kind-hearted and generous to a 
 fault, he never was so happy as when he could relieve 
 the distress of the poor or assist some erring being who 
 in his weakness needed the aid of his fellow man to help 
 
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Address of Mr. Goldfogle, of New York 
 
 him rise again. He understood the frailties of human 
 nature and what temptations in the hour of penury and 
 sorrow and tribulation beset men. He did not, as some 
 do, preach mercy and kindness and forgiveness and then 
 withhold the helping hand from the fallen and penitent 
 who might thereby regain usefulness and be restored to 
 self-respect. The grief of man or woman, the tear of 
 suffering child, the pitiful entreaty of an erring soul, ap- 
 pealed quickly to his gentle and sympathetic nature. His 
 manifold acts of kindness attested that he was in unison 
 with the sentiment expressed by the poet: 
 
 In men whom we condemn as ill, 
 I find so much of goodness still; 
 In men whom we pronounce divine, 
 I find so much of sin and blot, 
 I hesitate to draw the line 
 Between the two, when God has not. 
 
 He had risen to a position of affluence, yet he was 
 always the same plain man of the people. He never 
 forgot he sprang from them and was uplifted by them. 
 He observed one rule for rich and poor alike. He was a 
 man of action and of deeds, and not of words. Indeed — 
 
 He blew no trumpet in the market place, 
 Nor in the church, with hypocritic face, 
 Supplied with cant the lack of manly grace. 
 Loathing pretence, he did with cheerful will 
 What others talked of while their hands stood still. 
 
 Timothy D. Sullivan was an uncompromising Demo- 
 crat. He fought hard and skillfully for his party and 
 never failed in the district wherein he was the idol of his 
 followers to bring success to the Democratic ticket. Yet, 
 withal, his fairness secured for him a host of friends from 
 the ranks of his political adversaries. 
 
 He was not an orator who dealt in flowery language and 
 ornate periods, but a logical, practical, and convincing 
 
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 talker who presented his facts clearly in a common-sense 
 way and frequently with commanding power. Had he 
 remained in Congress he might have developed into a use- 
 ful, working Member. His large legislative experience 
 would have stood him well in hand and his work in com- 
 mittee could have been most useful. There is a mistaken 
 notion prevalent among many of the American people 
 that the best work of Congress is done on the floor and 
 that to be a useful Member one must be found there in- 
 dulging frequently in spirited debate. They little know 
 that some of the most laborious and serviceable work is 
 done by the earnest, sincere Member of the House in the 
 committee room. And after all. there in the committee 
 room, where the complex problems are first investigated 
 and discussed, and where the difficult task of framing and 
 shaping legislation to be reported to the House, or where 
 bills without merit are to be laid aside, is where the use- 
 fulness, the skill, and the ability of a Member is oft put to 
 severe test. 
 
 The malady with which Mr. Sullivan was stricken un- 
 fortunately cut short his career, and in September last 
 <ve were startled with the intelligence of his pathetic 
 death. The reports published in almost every newspaper 
 in the land sent a shudder of horror through us all. It 
 was the story of a great tragedy, and friend and foe alike 
 in sorrow mourned. Again came vividly and in startling 
 form the lesson we so frequently forget that teaches the 
 uncertainty of human life. The awful story of the tragic 
 death of this man whose district loved him so devotedly 
 cast a gloom all over the locality where he was known so 
 well. The people there mourned as they had never 
 mourned before the loss of any of their neighbors or 
 public men. The terrible news that this man in the prime 
 of life and the height of his career had met with such a 
 
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Address of Mr. Goldfogle, of New York 
 
 fearful fate brought again to the minds of men a realiza- 
 tion of how vain after all is this transitory existence. 
 
 "Tis the wink of an eye, 'tis the draught of a breath. 
 From the blossom of health to the paleness of death, 
 From the gilded saloon to the bier and the shroud, 
 Oh, why should the spirit of mortal be proud? 
 
 Mr. Speaker, the funeral of Timothy D. Sullivan was 
 one of the most remarkable in point of attendance of 
 people and in general sorrowing and mourning of a de- 
 voted constituency ever witnessed anywhere. For days 
 the body of the deceased lay in the club house on the 
 Bowery, and the scene there of men and women, with 
 saddened faces and tearful eyes, coming and going by the 
 thousands during all the hours and way into the far 
 hours of the night was most inspiring and deeply affect- 
 ing. As the throngs came and went — the rich, the middle 
 class, and the poor — as the many thousands of those who 
 had been the recipients of Sullivan's benefactions and 
 his kindness cast longing, lingering looks on the face of 
 the man they had loved so well, as they knelt and silently 
 prayed for the repose of his soul and then departed with 
 faces betokening unfeigned sorrow and poignant grief 
 at the loss of him who was in truth their friend, the stout- 
 est heart was moved to tears. The floral tributes coining 
 from every quarter of the city and from other sections of 
 the State, the attendance of men and women and children 
 from far and wide to pay respect to the memory of this 
 man attested the universal popularity of our late col- 
 league whose life, whose career, and death are so full 
 of incident, so dramatic in detail, so fraught with lessons 
 of equal opportunity in this Republic to all. 
 
 And those of us who in the sad contemplations of this 
 hour reflect upon the many who have left us to go to the 
 
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 land of shadows and enter the state of a blissful immor- 
 tality, as we take a retrospect and think of the losses we 
 have suffered in the past we may well say — 
 
 Life's shores are shifting 
 
 Every year. 
 And we are seaward drifting 
 
 Every year, 
 Old places, changing, fret us, 
 The living more forget us, 
 There are fewer to regret us 
 
 Every year. 
 But the truer life grows nigher 
 
 Every year; 
 Earth's hold on us grows slighter, 
 And the heavy burdens lighter, 
 And the dawn immortal brighter, 
 
 Every year. 
 
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Address of Mr. Kahn, of California 
 
 Mr. Speaker: The life and public service of our late 
 colleague, Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, are a shining ex- 
 ample of the great possibilities that lie in the path of 
 every American citizen. He was one of the plain peo- 
 ple — a true type of his constituents. They looked to him 
 for leadership and advice and always found a sympa- 
 thetic listener and a willing counselor whenever they ap- 
 plied to him for sympathy or counsel. His was a strong 
 character. He was an apt student in the school of prac- 
 tical experience. He learned to know men as they are, 
 not as the idealists paint them. He became a leader 
 among his fellows because the plain people whom he 
 represented believed in him and had confidence in his 
 judgment. 
 
 His goodness of heart and his many deeds of charity 
 made his name a household word in hundreds of the 
 homes of his congressional district. Indeed, his bounty 
 and his charity were known all over the great metropolis 
 in which he was born and grew to man's estate. He was 
 always willing to extend aid to relieve distress and to 
 give help to the needy. His bigness of heart and his love 
 of his fellow man manifested themselves in various bene- 
 factions for which he became justly noted. He always 
 found time to give a little attention to those who were 
 less fortunate than he in the struggle for existence. Small 
 wonder, therefore, that when the news of his tragic death 
 was announced in the press of the country there was 
 genuine sorrow for this big-hearted, liberal-minded son 
 of the East Side of New York. The thousands who stood 
 with bent head and tearful eves as his remains were car- 
 
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 ried to their last resting place attested more eloquently 
 than spoken words the deep affection they had for this 
 simple, rugged type of the self-made American citizen. 
 Personally, representing in part the city of San Fran- 
 cisco, Cal., and speaking for my constituency, I take this 
 occasion to express the deep sense of obligation and grati- 
 tude which I and my constituents feel toward our late 
 colleague. In 1911 the city of San Francisco desired to 
 receive congressional recognition as the place to celebrate 
 the completion of the Panama Canal in 1915. The con- 
 test for the honor was a long and hard-fought battle. Mr. 
 Sullivan had unbounded confidence in the future of the 
 great West and felt that San Francisco was the logical 
 point at which the exposition in commemoration of the 
 completion of that feat should be celebrated. Without 
 hesitation he threw the weight of his great influence in 
 favor of San Francisco. He was a tower of strength to 
 our cause in that fight. I believe it but justice to his 
 memory to make this brief statement in acknowledgment 
 of the debt of gratitude which we of San Francisco and 
 the Pacific coast owe him. 
 
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Address of Mr. Ten Eyck, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker: My late colleague, Timothy D. Sullivan, 
 has been called from among us to fill his allotted place in 
 the great to-morrow without having had an opportunity 
 to fill his last mission which an admiring and loving con- 
 stituency intrusted to him. His personality will live for- 
 ever in the hearts of the people in the great East Side of 
 New York until they are called to cross the border to meet 
 him on the other side, and the record of his charitable 
 deeds will be handed down to their children's children as 
 folklore in the community of his birth. 
 
 His hearty laugh, his genial manner, and his earnest 
 and sincere loyalty to the people in his neighborhood, 
 together with his deep interest in humanity and human 
 kind, won him their everlasting gratitude, respect, love, 
 and adoration, which all combined compose the bouquet 
 of the human heart. 
 
 His parents belonged to that noble race whose love of 
 liberty has caused them to fight on the side of freedom 
 under every flag when it stood for justice and equality 
 of the individual, and that race finally achieved self- 
 government without an armed conflict. The inborn love 
 for his fellow man, which shone out of his radiant face 
 at all times, he inherited from his ancestral lineage. 
 
 He was born among the poor in the district that he rep- 
 resented, in the country his parents adopted, and never 
 deserted their interests. He, knowing their wants by inti- 
 mate contact, saw that they were filled; he was the arbi- 
 trator of their disputes, the leader in their pleasures, the 
 champion of their cause, and the idol of their hearts. 
 
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 They, in turn, honored him with the best gift they had — 
 their franchise, which placed him among us as a Member 
 of the House of Representatives, previously having sent 
 him to the New York Legislature, and thus delegating to 
 him their interests in the framing of the laws under which 
 they have to live. 
 
 His name is spoken of in reverence; his life, which he 
 lived for others, is referred to in terms of the deepest 
 gratitude radiating from the hearts and souls of the poor 
 people of the city in which he lived his life. His death 
 is hallowed by that true and sincere reverence and sorrow 
 that the poor and lonely can only know. 
 
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Address of Mr. Conry, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Timothy Daniel Sullivan was a pioneer, 
 a toiler, a leader in that great field of humanitarian activ- 
 ity that relieved the great East Side of 20 years ago of 
 many of its sorrows, its hardships, and its woes. And we 
 are met here to-day, in accordance with the time-honored 
 custom of this House, to tell the simple story of his strug- 
 gles for his fellow man, and to pay a well-merited tribute 
 to his noble work and his great personal worth. 
 
 He possessed a strikingly attractive and magnetic per- 
 sonality, which enabled him to make and to retain friends. 
 As a leader among men he ruled not with an iron hand 
 but with a sympathetic and disinterested spirit of kindly 
 consideration that impressed the recipient of his favor 
 with the dignity and grandeur of his ingenuous nature. 
 As a man he was ardently beloved by his friends and 
 highly esteemed and honored by all who knew and under- 
 stood his work. His good deeds and generous nature 
 embraced all mankind and were circumscribed by no 
 mean or narrow distinctions of race, creed, color, or con- 
 dition in life. He was primarily the friend of the poor 
 and the needy, and scores of the fallen and the outcast 
 were given a new start and a better chance in life by this 
 big-hearted, whole-souled, manly man. 
 
 He was always kind, and ever sought to win the confi- 
 dence of men by sympathy and love. There was not even 
 the semblance of malice in his nature. To him his erring 
 and fallen brothers did not seem entirely depraved, al- 
 though considered so by society. He believed they were 
 not wholly bad, and that there dwelled deep down in the 
 heart of every man, however unfortunate or misguided, 
 
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 true and God-given promptings and aspirations to the 
 higher and nobler ideals of life. He knew that back of 
 every thought and act were the original forces of heredity, 
 that could be regulated and controlled by environment 
 and circumstances, which furnished the seeds of either 
 good or evil. And through all his days, with sound and 
 stainless heart, he was kind, compassionate, tender, and 
 helpful to the erring. 
 
 Born on the East Side, of poor but honest parents, richly 
 endowed with the sterling qualities of good old Irish 
 stock, he spent his infancy and youth amid the struggle 
 and strife of the crowded streets of a great city. His 
 father died, leaving him, at the tender age of 8, in pov- 
 erty and obscurity, to begin the battle of life for the 
 support of his widowed mother and her helpless children. 
 
 His childhood and youth were not passed in the com- 
 paratively easy poverty of the country, but in the repres- 
 sive atmosphere of the grinding, sordid, baleful poverty 
 of the congested districts of a great city. The inspiration 
 of majestic nature in all her varied charms and beauty 
 played very little part in the development of the charac- 
 ter and cpiality of young Tim Sullivan. The bright and 
 glorious sunrise, the whisper of the breeze in the forest, 
 the sweet songs of the birds, the ever-changing aspects of 
 nature from verdant spring to golden harvest, never came 
 with their mysterious blessings to mellow his young life. 
 But from early childhood, through youth and young man- 
 hood, to maturity he found his inspiration in the faces 
 of men and women living, like himself, the lives of hard- 
 ship and struggle, lives from which the simple struggle 
 for a bare existence sapped all the strength and energy 
 of strong men and taxed to the breaking point the endur- 
 ance of patient, loyal, devoted, self-sacrificing women. 
 To carry whatever sunshine of human kindness he could 
 find into these lives, to make this eternal and ceaseless 
 
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Address of Mr. Conry, of New York 
 
 battle of the breadwinner struggling for a mere existence 
 a little lighter, became the constant aim and steady pur- 
 pose of his noble life. 
 
 Inspired by a strong and deep-rooted love and solici- 
 tude for the welfare of his mother, his restless, ambitious 
 nature craved ardently for work. He became a news- 
 boy, then a bundle boy and a hustler in the newspaper 
 ofiices of Park Row. His energy, industry, and activity 
 soon won for him rapid advancement and promotion. 
 
 He was big, brawny, handsome, good-natured, and gen- 
 erous hearted, and by force of his dominating personality 
 he forged to leadership, even in his childhood. He was 
 the arbiter for his companions in their boyhood disputes, 
 and the invariable justness of his decisions won for him 
 the admiration, the confidence, and the esteem of all who 
 knew him. He had the native wisdom of the untutored 
 philosopher, the common sense of the matured man, and 
 the heart of an innocent child. 
 
 He became active in politics, and soon won to his 
 standard the men of the community who were worth 
 while and who believed in his honesty, his loyalty, and 
 his sincerity. He became in steady succession the leader 
 of his district, assemblyman, senator, Congressman. He 
 was elected to every ofiice of honor and distinction to 
 which he aspired by overwhelming majorities. He never 
 knew defeat. His people were as loyal to him as he was 
 to them. 
 
 So completely had he won their affection and their 
 confidence that there was no honor within the gift of his 
 loyal and devoted people that they would not willingly 
 have bestowed upon him. He was supreme in his dis- 
 trict, and his supremacy was built upon the great love 
 he had for the poor, the forsaken, the friendless. He 
 shielded the weak and attacked the strong and gave to 
 every man a square deal. 
 
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 In business, as in politics, success and prosperity 
 rewarded his genius and industry. His name became 
 prominently associated with business enterprises extend- 
 ing from the Atlantic to the Pacific coast — enterprises 
 through which he accumulated vast wealth. And he 
 always acted in the control of that wealth upon the prin- 
 ciple " that no man liveth and no man dieth unto himself 
 alone." Mankind can not value the heritage of a life 
 well lived. We can not all agree as to the life of any 
 man; but if we write their good deeds upon the tablets 
 of our hearts and their faults upon the sands of the sea- 
 shore, when the waves have washed across the beach 
 we will have stored up ideals for the betterment of 
 mankind. 
 
 Stirred by the pathos of human suffering, knowing the 
 pall that falls on every life that is blighted by adversity, 
 knowing the anguish, the sorrow, the tears, the heart- 
 aches that lie within the lowly walls of the East Side tene- 
 ment, this great and generous spirit, with sensibilities 
 keenly alive to human frailty in all its forms, strove with 
 all his power to better the lot of his less fortunate fellow 
 man. Attacked on every side, maligned by those whose 
 selfish interests were best subserved by impugning his 
 lofty motives, assailed by all who preached the doctrine 
 of scientific charity, a species of charity that his generous 
 nature and noble heart could never understand, he wav- 
 ered not in his steady purpose, but persevered whole- 
 hearted to the end. 
 
 He had no sympathy with the propaganda of scientific 
 charity, but he did possess that serene philosophy that 
 looks on sin as the inherent weakness of human nature 
 and pities those who fall. 
 
 He lived a life replete with good and noble deeds, and 
 each day added to the sum of human happiness. By 
 direct giving and personal benefaction he carried happi- 
 
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Address of Mr. Conry, of New York 
 
 ness into the hearts of more people, relieved more dis- 
 tress, fed more of the hungry, clothed more of the poor, 
 huried more of the unfortunate dead, and gave a new 
 start in life to more of the helpless, the hopeless, the 
 hruiscd and persecuted children of misfortune than was 
 ever dreamed of in the whole philosophy of scientific 
 charity. And his memory to-day is lovingly enshrined in 
 the hearts of more men, women, and children, more 
 clergymen, judges, lawyers, doctors, merchants, more of 
 the rich, the poor, and the unfortunate than that of any 
 other public man that has departed this life in the great 
 metropolis in recent times. 
 
 The name of this noble soul is a household word in the 
 great throbbing East Side. He battled for the hopes of 
 men. His heart was with the unfortunate. He stood 
 against the onslaughts of greed that preyed upon the life- 
 blood of the poor. In his beneficent labors for the out- 
 cast he did not fear to stand alone. He was brave, gen- 
 erous, loyal, and true, and he will long live in the affec- 
 tionate regard of the legions of the lowly, who always 
 looked up to him as their protector and their friend. 
 
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Address of Mr. Goulden, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker: However familiar to us may be the details 
 of the life of our lamented colleague, Timothy D. Sulli- 
 van, " time does not wither nor custom stale " them ; each 
 fresh narration is a " twice-told tale " of fascinating inter- 
 est and power. The eloquent presentation of the facts of 
 his life to which we have listened only serves to impress 
 us more profoundly than ever with a sense of the man's 
 bigness, and nothing now remains for those of us who 
 knew him personally except to add a touch of color here 
 and there to the portrait of him which has now been 
 painted. 
 
 Considering only the externals of his life, the things 
 most in the public eye, the one most impressive thing 
 about him is that he was a self-made man. We hear 
 much of such men in our land, and many are held up for 
 the admiration and emulation of our youth; our democ- 
 racy is boasted as the nursery of self-made men. But 
 when the elements of family and social influence, heredi- 
 tary wealth or prerogatives, fortunate circumstances, and 
 good luck are eliminated, little is left of the " self-made " 
 in many of these notable examples. 
 
 But analyze Representative Sullivan's life as you 
 will, you can not escape the conclusion that his success, 
 worldly or otherwise, was not due to adventitious aids, 
 but solely and entirely to his native abilities and ambi- 
 tion, to restless energy and creative faculties. His desire 
 to succeed and be an independent factor in life made 
 
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 him a business man in his teens; his power over men, his 
 talent for leadership, his magnetic personality, mani- 
 fested themselves so early that he was an elected repre- 
 sentative of his people as soon as he was a man. 
 
 True, he was a politician, and it has become the fashion 
 to deride politicians as the epitome of all that is opposed 
 to the interests of the people. Yet, judged even by the 
 standards of the reformers and uplifters, Representative 
 Sullivan was a fine example of success in public life. He 
 represented the people of his district in the State assem- 
 bly and senate and in Congress so well that he broke down 
 all party lines and became the idol of every man, woman, 
 and child. It was said of him that he carried his district 
 around in his pocket. The truth was that he carried his 
 district around in his personality, and it is given to few 
 men to inspire in their friends and neighbors such affec- 
 tionate devotion, such unbounded loyalty, as was given 
 to him by all the people of his district. 
 
 And he deserved it all. Throughout his public life, and 
 in the business life which brought him a competence and 
 showed how well he could succeed in any field, he was 
 ever a man of his word. He was a plain dealer and a 
 truthteller; he hated quibbles and evasions and techni- 
 calities; he tried for big things, he achieved big things, 
 and success was dear to him; yet he would rather have 
 failed a thousand times than once go back on his pledged 
 word, the word which was his bond. In his own pictur- 
 esque language, he was neither a " quitter " nor a 
 " welcher." He was straight and true to the core, and 
 upon that foundation his friends and followers built up 
 their faith and loyalty. 
 
 But the most impressive side of his character, and the 
 least known to the general public, was his bigness of 
 heart, his free hand in the distribution of aid to the needy 
 
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 and helpless; his charities were not reported in the news- 
 papers, and he was not a founder of colleges or libraries; 
 yet for many years, in spite of the lack of press agents, 
 he was the big brother and ever-ready friend to hundreds 
 of families and thousands of people; he gave so freely 
 and cheerfully, without question as to the history of the 
 applicant or the use of the largess, that his close asso- 
 ciates had to invent schemes to protect him from poverty. 
 He was thus a man of the people, never found wanting 
 in times of trouble or need, the tried and true friend when 
 the real test of friendship came. He was never much of 
 an orator or talker; he never — 
 
 Walked beside the evening sea, 
 
 And dreamed a dream that could not be. 
 
 He was a man of deeds, of friendly acts, of the helping 
 hand to his friends and neighbors; " the still strong mail 
 in a blatent land." His attitude toward life can be 
 summed up in those splendid lines of Sam Walter Foss — 
 
 Let me live in my house by the side of the road, 
 And be a friend to man. 
 
 After years of personal association the term " Big Tim," 
 to those privileged to so call him, came to represent all 
 of affection and genuine feeling that could be crowded 
 into a name; and his monument is now in the hearts of 
 countless thousands who mourned his passing as a per- 
 sonal loss. 
 
 His end was a pathetic one, and yet such as he would 
 have wished; no trappings or pageants, no "last words" 
 to a tearful accompaniment; he wished to steal away as 
 quietly as he could, without disturbance to the friends 
 whose hearts were overflowing with love for him. He 
 
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Address of Mr. Goulden, of New York 
 
 felt that his work was done, and he wanted to pass out 
 unnoticed. 
 
 Some time at eve when the tide is low, 
 
 I shall slip my mooring and sail away, 
 With no response to the friendly hail 
 
 Of kindred craft in the busy bay. 
 In the silent hush of the twilight pale, 
 
 When the night stoops clown to embrace the day, 
 And the voices call in the waters' flow — 
 Some time at eve when the tide is low, 
 
 I shall slip my mooring and sail away. 
 
 Thus quietly did he go; his memory will be no " thistle 
 on the wind of many men's tongues," but a throbbing 
 wound in loving hearts, lasting while life endures. 
 
 Peace to his ashes; 
 Honor to his memory. 
 
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Address of Mr. Griffin, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker: The House of Representatives, following 
 a sacred custom, pauses on this Sabbath afternoon to 
 render its tribute of respect to the name and memory of 
 the late lamented Timothy D. Sullivan, who represented 
 in this Congress the thirteenth New York district. 
 
 Born in New York City of Irish parentage in 1863, at 
 a time when the North and South were engaged in un- 
 happy internecine strife, his life spells American oppor- 
 tunity. 
 
 Poverty was his heritage. He made his own way in 
 the business world and in legislative halls bj r force of 
 character. He rose from newsboy on the streets of the 
 metropolis to a legislator of prominence in the Empire 
 State, having been a member of the assembly for 5 years 
 and a member of the State senate for 10 years. He also 
 served in the Fifty-eighth and Fifty-ninth Congresses. 
 
 Timothy D. Sullivan, affectionately known as " Big 
 Tim " to every man, woman, and child in the thirteenth 
 New York district, was a postgraduate in the course of 
 practical politics. His word was his bond, his pledge once 
 given ever remained inviolate. He was loyal to his 
 friends, devoted to their interests, unswerving in his party 
 fealty. 
 
 He was not a hypocritical, theoretical, moral uplifter. 
 but a deep student of human nature, whose heart, earh 
 trained in the school of adversity, beat in sympathetic 
 unison with the sufferings of frail humanity. The bare- 
 foot newsboy on the streets of Manhattan had known the 
 pang of hunger and the heartache of poverty. In the 
 classroom of experience he learned the wonderful signifi- 
 
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 cance of God's injunction, "Feed the hungry, clothe the 
 naked." And when prosperity came he needed no urging 
 to do the Master's bidding. 
 
 Christmas Day on the much-maligned, much-misunder- 
 stood Bowery, which loved him and which he loved, saw 
 Timothy D. Sullivan in his happiest role — the almoner 
 of the poor, the comforter of the afflicted. He loved 
 mankind with a love that knew no limitations. His 
 hands were always outstretched to the poor fellow who 
 started life with the odds against him, who fell by the 
 wayside in life's journey to the great beyond. 
 
 The words of his Creator, "Let him who is without 
 sin cast the first stone," seemed to be the spirit that 
 guided him in his treatment of those who sinned against 
 society. 
 
 He is gone. The poor of New York City have lost a 
 benefactor, the oppressed a champion, the fallen a medi- 
 ator. He is gone, but his memory still lingers, and ever 
 will, among the poor of the teeming lower East Side, who 
 knew him best and loved him most. 
 
 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! 
 
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Address of Mr. Gittins, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker : It fell to my lot to make formal announce- 
 ment here of the death of Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, who 
 had been elected to represent a New York City constit- 
 uency here in the Fifty-eighth, Fifty-ninth, and Sixty- 
 third Congresses. He had also been four times elected 
 and served four two-year terms in the senate of his native 
 State. It was during my service in the State Senate of 
 New York in 1911 and 1912 that I gained the pleasure 
 and advantage of a somewhat intimate acquaintance with 
 " Big Tim," as everyone called him. The name did not 
 belie the man. It fitted, rather, every faculty of his mind, 
 every phase of his character. It would not have been 
 enough were he called " Big-Hearted Tim." 
 
 Mr. Speaker, one of the great compensations which at- 
 tend membership in the American House of Representa- 
 tives is the privilege of meeting and knowing great men, 
 statesmen and leaders of people. I have never met a man 
 in public life anywhere who took deeper hold on my 
 affections than did Big Tim Sullivan. His kind is the 
 rarest kind. Many great minds there are, but few indeed 
 have possessed such a heart. As deep and broad as the 
 ocean was his humanity. He always loved mankind, but 
 he loved it most in its afflictions. He was broad and tol- 
 erant. The humble thanks of the poor and afflicted brought 
 more pleasure to Ms soul than any other worldly thing 
 could give. 
 
 To speak of a man as genuine has always seemed to me 
 the highest kind of tribute to personal character. Mr. 
 Sullivan was genuine. People may speak of the artistic 
 temperament, the judicial temperament, the legislative 
 temperament, but " Big Tim " personified in his tempera- 
 ment all the cardinal virtues. He was filled with faith, 
 hope, and charity; and with him the greatest of these was 
 irity. 
 
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Address of Mr. Gittins, of New York 
 
 Id. temper he was as simple as a child, as brave as a 
 lion, as tender as a woman. Candor and courage were 
 marked virtues with him. He loved his country with an 
 intense love, and the welfare of his constituents was his 
 highest aim. 
 
 He advocated suffrage for women because, he said, he 
 observed in late years as many women as men on the 
 streets of New York at 6 o'clock in the morning. 
 
 I learned to respect him for his native wisdom and his 
 broad learning, acquired in the bitter school of experi- 
 ence. His presence always lent a distinct quality to any 
 conference on political and governmental subjects. He 
 always advanced considerations which otherwise would 
 not receive proper attention. His rise from abject poverty 
 to a high place among the leaders of men can only be 
 accounted for by crediting him with high qualities of both 
 heart and mind and an industry of uncommon kind. His 
 abstemious life was also a contributory cause. It is not 
 generally known that he never drank liquor nor used 
 tobacco. 
 
 For his simple virtue I would paraphrase Leigh Hunt's 
 immortal poem: 
 
 Abou Big Tim (may his tribe increase!) 
 
 Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, 
 
 And saw, within the moonlight in his room, 
 
 Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, 
 
 An angel writing in a book of gold; 
 
 Exceeding peace had made Big Tim bold, 
 
 And to the Presence in the room he said, 
 
 " What writest thou? " The vision raised its head, 
 
 And with a look made all of sweet accord, 
 
 Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord." 
 
 "And is mine one?" said Tim. "Nay; not so," 
 
 Replied the angel. Tim spake more low, 
 
 But cheerily still, and said, " I pray thee, then, 
 
 Write me as one who loves his fellow men." 
 
 The angel wrote and vanished. The next night 
 
 It came again with great awakening light, 
 
 And showed the names whom love of God had blest, 
 
 And to! Big Tim's name led all the rest. 
 
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Address of Mr. Calder, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Timothy D. Sullivan was a type of man 
 in the public life in New York City that is fast becoming 
 extinct. Born in that city in 1863 of Irish parentage, he 
 was elected to the New York Assembly when hardly of 
 age. He was subsequently elected to the senate and 
 served for a number of years. He was elected to the 
 Fifty-eighth and Fifty-ninth Congresses, again elected to 
 the State senate, being elected in 1912 to the Sixty-third 
 Congress. He was a comparatively young man; but in 
 the years that he lived there were crowded together many 
 events of a public character with which he had much to 
 do. Congressman Sullivan was a natural leader of men. 
 He did not dominate them through fear of his power, 
 but rather through a kindly disposition. He practiced 
 the art of winning his people by treating them kindly 
 and taking care of them in their hour of distress. He 
 had lived among them as a poor boy, grown up among 
 them, knew their needs, and knew how to win their 
 affection and loyalty. 
 
 Mr. Sullivan was a man of very large influence in the 
 Democratic Party in New York City in that section lying 
 south of Fourteenth Street, a section upon which the 
 Democratic organization depended for its large majori- 
 ties. Mr. Sullivan, through his years of leadership, was 
 always accessible to every human being who lived in his 
 neighborhood. He believed it the duty of a political 
 leader to find employment for his people, to take care of 
 them when they were sick, to bury their dead if their 
 family was without funds; to save the wayward boy from 
 prison and a life of crime when he was arrested for some 
 slight violation of the law — in other words, he stood as 
 
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 the father of his whole community. He never posed as 
 the leader of his party in New York, but rather as one of 
 the group of men who molded the policy of that party. 
 I seldom agreed with Congressman Sullivan in any of 
 the public policies he advocated, and have always been 
 on the opposite side politically, but I had a very high 
 regard for his constant consideration of his people, par- 
 ticularly his attitude toward the unfortunate and friend- 
 less of our city. 
 
 One Christmas Day, without being known, I visited his 
 headquarters in the Bowery in New York City, where all 
 the poor and derelicts of the city were gathered for their 
 Christmas dinner. His custom was to give everybody 
 who came a substantial meal, and before they left to 
 provide them with some warm clothing and shoes to 
 protect them from the winter weather. It was a won- 
 derful sight, and I learned then why these men would 
 vote for and with him on any measure, and die for him 
 if asked. He had a kindly smile and was a man of exem- 
 plary personal habits. Among the people with whom he 
 lived and by many great charities in the city of New 
 York he will be sorely missed. I am glad to be present 
 to-day and stand in my place to pay my personal tribute 
 to this man who was so suddenly tnken away, a man 
 unique and a tower of strength in his day — a master poli- 
 tician of his kind and a big-hearted friend. New York 
 City in his death lost one of its most interesting charac- 
 ters. The Democratic Party lost one of its strongest 
 leaders, and the people of his district, irrespective of 
 party, lost a kind, good, and true friend, and we all lost 
 one of the most likeable men who ever became a leader. 
 
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Address of Mr. Dale, of New York 
 
 Mr. Goulden. Mr. Speaker, I ask unanimous consent to 
 read an address sent here by our colleague, Hon. Harry 
 Howard Dale, of the fourth New York district, who, much 
 to his regret, is unavoidably absent to-day. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. Is there objection to the 
 request of the gentleman from New York? [After a 
 pause.] The Chair hears none. 
 
 Mr. Dale. Mr. Speaker, the House of Representatives 
 meets to-day to pay its final tribute of respect to one of its 
 Members, the Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, who passed 
 away on August 31, in the year 1913. The poor people of 
 the city of New York were shocked to the extreme when 
 the sad news reached them that their dearest friend's 
 eyes had closed in death. Such was Timothy D. Sulli- 
 van, that we gather here to-day to pay tribute to. As a 
 New York boy beginning his life, the struggle being a hard 
 one, he never forgot the fact that he was a member of the 
 common people, and until his death was ever ready and 
 willing to aid and assist them; and therefore this element 
 which goes to make up the great population of the metro- 
 politan city of New York will forever honor the grand 
 characteristics and memory of their noble champion who 
 has answered the inevitable summons. 
 
 It was my pleasure to have spent several years in the 
 Legislature of the State of New York with him, which 
 gave me opportunity to personally observe and study him, 
 and I therefore, Mr. Speaker, refer to him by reason of 
 personal knowledge. His great motto always was, " To 
 make success, all men must help each other." The people 
 of the city of New York loved him. Many a heavy heart 
 
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 that stood on the shore of despair he gladdened by his 
 ever-ready willingness, liberality, and charitable instinct. 
 Most of his life was spent in what is known in the city of 
 New York as the Bowery section, and he never forgot the 
 scenes of his boyhood days, always keeping in touch with 
 his people; always prominent in all their gatherings. He 
 loved to associate with them, to greet them with a smile 
 and a hearty grasp of the hand, and in return to receive 
 their loyalty, love, and friendship. The letter carriers, 
 the policemen, the firemen, the old soldiers, the friendless 
 widow, and the homeless girl and boy will miss him, for 
 he was ever their friend. They learned to know his 
 ability and his worth, and they appreciated the faithful- 
 ness and devotion with which he served them. His mem- 
 ory will ever remain in the hearts of the people he repre- 
 sented so long and so ably. He was a self-made man. 
 in his boyhood days he sold newspapers on the streets of 
 New York. 
 
 Mr. Speaker, keeping that in mind and knowing what a 
 great man he rose to be, it represents a hard and persist- 
 ent battle. At a very early age, immediately after attain- 
 ing his majority, he was elected to the Assembly of the 
 State of New York to represent the people of the district 
 where his boyhood days were spent. All that he was, the 
 position that he achieved, was due to his own exertions 
 and honest work. His career, indeed, furnishes a splendid 
 lesson to the youth of this country and goes to show that 
 in this land of the free and land of opportunity, however 
 lowly or humble a boy's origin may be, he may rise to the 
 highest rank and obtain the most exalted station. Of him 
 it can be truly said that there is no stain upon his record 
 and that he will be followed to his grave with the sincere 
 regrets of all with whom he came in contact. Our colleague 
 had an unfailing sense of humor, which smoothed over 
 the rough obstacles of life we encounter on our travels. 
 
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 He was a good story teller; so when we saw him come, 
 how welcome he hecame, knowing the likelihood of an 
 enlivening conversation. His knowledge of political sub- 
 jects was large, so that his observations were illuminated 
 by reference to national events and what the great states- 
 men of the country had said and done in connection there- 
 with, and his quotations were accurate and pertinent. He 
 did not have the ambition for an orator's reputation, but 
 was always ever alert to protect the interests of his peo- 
 ple; and he never permitted any matter in which they 
 were interested to be neglected or passed by. He eagerly 
 watched such measures and was ever watchful in secur- 
 ing votes for the side he favored. Thus his great use to 
 his district was known by his people and appreciated 
 handsomely at the polls. He was an incessant worker for 
 his constituents in all directions, so that they loved and 
 honored him. 
 
 Timothy D. Sullivan was one of the kindest-hearted 
 men I ever knew. His grief was extreme for the loss of 
 one he loved. I know, as do many others, the saddening 
 effect upon his life of the death of his cousin, the late 
 Timothy P. Sullivan. He never ceased to grieve over 
 that loss, and I doubt if a day passed thereafter when he 
 did not live over again the charming relations he had been 
 permitted for years to enjoy. It was a blow from which he 
 never recovered, and no doubt was in a large measure re- 
 sponsible for his lingering illness that finally brought him 
 to his end. Mr. Speaker, I could go on for an unlimited 
 period of time dwelling upon the public services he has 
 rendered, his record for honest and intelligent service to 
 not only the people of the Nation, but particularly to the 
 people of the city of New York, which is too well known to 
 be referred to here by me. His influence could always be 
 relied upon in favor of those things that were for the right. 
 
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Address of Mr. Dale, of New York 
 
 His spirit was not that of a warrior trampling and crush- 
 ing those who stood in the way of his ambition. On he 
 ventured along the pathway, a bright smile upon his face, 
 a willing hand to help the helpers on their way, and lo, 
 when he reached the river a great multitude are gathered 
 on its bank with rueful countenance, and when the boat- 
 man appears to bear him hence there is still a greater 
 multitude with outstretched hands to greet him on the 
 shore. 
 
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address of Mr. Metz, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker: Timothy D. Sullivan was a self-made 
 man, therefore an imperfectly made man. It is God 
 alone who can make man in His own image, though many 
 a worse man than Sullivan has plumed himself on hav- 
 ing done the job in his own complacent person. Sullivan 
 got only so far as the sympathies — these he did develop 
 until they became and continued a fountain of good. Is 
 it not said that much must be forgiven of him who loved 
 much? 
 
 This deep tenderness of heart was a main trait of his. 
 I remember that in 1905 we were fellow passengers on the 
 Campania. It was his first trip abroad. Night was falling 
 as we approached the coast of Ireland. Already the 
 home lights twinkled against the shadow of the land. He 
 came up behind me and laid his hand on my shoulder 
 and stood silently gazing. At length he said, " I would 
 give all I have in the world if my mother could be here 
 in my place to see old Ireland." 
 
 Sullivan was the child of an unknown country, though 
 situated in the very heart of the metropolis of the West- 
 ern Hemisphere; of a far country, more remote from 
 Fifth Avenue than Paris, though distant but a few blocks 
 away. He was the child of the East Side of New York, 
 that dense, ignorant, heterogeneous district of every peo- 
 ple and every tongue and yet the melting pot, the forcing 
 ground, whence issues stalwart Americanism; and yet the 
 spot where the flag is saluted with intensest fervor and 
 the ideals of liberty receive the most devout adoration. 
 In its stifling heat, its piercing cold, its pervasive pen- 
 ury, its dearth of comforts which to so many mean civili- 
 
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Address of Mr. Metz, of New York 
 
 zation, Sullivan grew from a rough boyhood into a burly 
 manhood, always developing along the lines of his en- 
 vironments, until he became a very part of them, a very 
 type of them — master of the masses with whom he lived 
 through his perfect understanding and his absolute sym- 
 pathy. He knew and could act, while they could only 
 feel. And there, as everywhere else in this country, it 
 is attributes and not advantages that make American 
 success. 
 
 And he had the striking, winning attributes of his en- 
 vironments, had Timothy D. Sullivan. He was hand- 
 some of countenance, stalwart of frame, gracious of man- 
 ner, ready of wit, as quick in comprehension as he was 
 responsive in action. Those diverse people, so pressed 
 and oppressed by need and want, too often dumbly en- 
 dured, as their European forefathers had been trained 
 to do. Ignorance made them doubtful and suspicious. 
 Heredity and experience made them fearful of civic au- 
 thority. The law — it was not for them, except to perse- 
 cute and punish. In their stress they turned to Sullivan 
 as to their natural leader, bone of their bone, flesh of their 
 flesh, a very part, but a superior, potent part; relying 
 unreservedly on his knowledge, his wisdom, his generos- 
 ity, his power, and, above all, on his loyalty. They be- 
 lieved with supreme faith that whatever the trouble he 
 would remedy it, bringing to it the swift, competent at- 
 tention of that go-after-it, do-and-get-done-with-it spirit 
 which I venture to assert is a characteristic of the much- 
 maligned New Yorker. 
 
 And he never failed them, did Timothy D. Sullivan. 
 He gave bread, he found work, he paid the rent, he cared 
 for the sick, he buried the dead, he protected the unfor- 
 tunate, he sought mercy for the criminal. He was a little 
 father, a tribune of the people, a feudal chieftain. We 
 often hear of the hopelessness of the submerged tenth — 
 
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 the men who are down and out. Well, Sullivan always 
 had hope for the least of these. They might be down in 
 the lowest depths, but there was always a way out through 
 him. 
 
 Of course he got his reward — the implicit obedience, 
 the unfaltering following; but it was a willing, a glad 
 reward. Of course such autocratic leadership, such extra- 
 legal, if not lawless, power, such an imperium in imperio, 
 in fine, was anomalous to our institutions and repugnant 
 to our ethics; but it was practicable; it ameliorated con- 
 ditions that otherwise would have remained heart-rend- 
 ing. Of course, too, as public and private agencies have 
 become more effective and far-reaching, the crying but 
 unheeded needs that made him and his career possible 
 now receive organized attention. A change for the bet- 
 ter this — yes; though the quick heart of the unfortunate 
 turns more readily to the publican than to the Pharisee. 
 
 Thus Timothy D. Sullivan has no successor; he was 
 the end of his line. Yet in a sincere, if narrow, sense he 
 was a true Representative. He stood for his people every 
 time. 
 
 And every time his people stood for him; nor has death 
 slackened the tenseness of their affectionate allegiance. 
 Already he is the hero of a legend, immortalized in folk- 
 lore. The good that he did lives after him; the evil is 
 interred with his bones. The highest memorial of Timo- 
 thy D. Sullivan is the love of the multitudes who came 
 to him for help, and who never came in vain. 
 
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Address of Mr. Dooling, of New York 
 
 Mr. Speaker : Timothy D. Sullivan was in every way a 
 product of New York City, and in his life and character 
 was typical of the city in which he passed his life and 
 fought his way against overwhelming odds from poverty 
 and obscurity to wealth and eminence. 
 
 The tributes of loving memory that have been paid to 
 him since his tragic death by every class that makes up 
 the great metropolis prove that not even death could 
 separate him from the affectionate regard of the people 
 who have known him through the long years that he lived 
 amongst them, sharing their joys and sorrows, mingling 
 in their pleasures, fighting side by side with them in their 
 battles of life, and comforting and aiding them in their 
 days of trouble and distress. 
 
 It was my great good fortune to know Timothy D. Sul- 
 livan personally and well. For over a quarter of a cen- 
 tury he was my friend and I his, and in common with 
 everyone who knew him well I realized the greatness of 
 his nature, the magnificent courage and ability that made 
 him such a formidable antagonist in political struggles; 
 but, above all, we who knew him most of all understood 
 the generous warmth of his great heart, the unfailing love 
 of his fellow man, and his faith and trust in the poorest 
 and the humblest of his neighbors, a trust which was 
 repaid by them with a loyalty and devotion which has 
 rarely been equaled in the history of the city he lived in. 
 
 Everywhere that Timothy Sullivan went he made a 
 host of friends. It was my fortune to serve in the Senate 
 of New York State after he had ceased to be a member, 
 and the memories of his genial personality were to be 
 
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 found in every part of the State capitol and among all 
 kinds and conditions of men. 
 
 He realized in its absolute and literal meaning the 
 immortal phrase of Jefferson that " all men are created 
 equal " and lived up to the principle with a sincerity and 
 consistency not often seen. To him the newsboy, the 
 bootblack, the laborer, were brothers and friends and 
 received the same unfailing and innate kindly courtesy 
 that he bestowed on the man of wealth or eminence. 
 
 He was in his personal relations one of the most lovable 
 men I ever met. His affectionate solicitude for his wid- 
 owed mother is so well known that it is not necessary to 
 repeat the touching story of those brave years of his early 
 childhood when at the age of 8 he started to help her fight 
 the hard struggle of existence with her children after her 
 husband's death. Devoted to his family, his early man- 
 hood was spent in working for their comfort and support 
 and the filial devotion thai characterized his childhood 
 remained with him through all of his busy, eventful life. 
 
 He had many enemies, as all successful men have. 
 He was abused by those who could not understand his 
 motives nor appreciate his work; but amid all the hard 
 and bitter strife that attends success in business and 
 politics in a great city like New York he never lost his 
 unfailing good nature nor his kindly spirit to all mankind. 
 
 Loved by his friends, respected by his enemies, to the 
 older men who knew him he was a tried and trusty 
 comrade; to the younger men who knew him he was a 
 helpful guide and leader; to all who knew him a constant, 
 loyal, and beneficent friend; and in the days to come 
 when the history of the great city of New York in the 
 latter part of the nineteenth and early years of the 
 twentieth century are written there will be no brighter 
 name in the list of names who helped to make New York 
 the greatest city of the greatest country in the world than 
 
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Address of Mr. Dooling, of New York 
 
 the name of him to whom we pay to-day our last tribute 
 of respect and admiration; than this man, the friend of 
 the oppressed, the foe of the oppressor, the benefactor of 
 his fellow men, Timothy Daniel Sullivan. 
 
 Mr. Levy. Mr. Speaker, I ask unanimous consent that 
 Members may have five legislative days in which to ex- 
 tend their remarks in the Record. 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. The gentleman from New 
 York [Mr. Levy] asks unanimous consent that Members 
 who have not participated in to-day's ceremonies may 
 have five legislative days in which to extend their re- 
 marks in the Record. Is there objection? [After a 
 pause.] The Chair hears none, and it is so ordered. 
 
 adjournment 
 
 The Speaker pro tempore. Gentlemen, in accordance 
 with the resolution previously adopted, the House now 
 stands adjourned until 12 o'clock noon to-morrow. 
 
 Accordingly (at 1 o'clock and 40 minutes p. m.) the 
 House adjourned to meet to-morrow, Monday, June 22, 
 1914, at 12 o'clock noon. 
 
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Proceedings in the Senate 
 
 Monday, September 15, 1913. 
 
 A message from the House of Representatives, by J. C. 
 South, its Chief Clerk, communicated to the Senate the 
 intelligence of the death of Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, 
 late a Representative from the State of New York, and 
 transmitted resolutions of the House thereon. 
 
 The Presiding Officer. The Chair lays before the Sen- 
 ate resolutions of the House of Representatives, which 
 will be read. 
 
 The Secretary read the resolutions, as follows: 
 
 In the House of Representatives, 
 
 September 13, 1913. 
 
 Resolved, That the House has heard with profound sorrow of 
 the death of Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, a Representative from 
 the State of New York. 
 
 Resolved, That a committee of 20 Members of the House, with 
 such Members of the Senate as may be joined, be appointed 
 to attend the funeral. 
 
 Resolved, That the Sergeant at Arms of the House be authorized 
 and directed to take such steps as may be necessary for carrying 
 out the provisions of these resolutions, and that the necessary 
 expense in connection therewith be paid out of the contingent 
 fund of the House. 
 
 Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
 Senate and transmit a copy thereof to the family of the deceased. 
 
 Mr. Chamberlain. I offer the resolutions which I send 
 to the desk and ask for their present consideration. 
 
 The resolutions were read, considered by unanimous 
 consent, and unanimously agreed to, as follows : 
 
 Resolved, That the Senate has heard with deep sensibility the 
 announcement of the death of Hon. Timothy D. Sullivan, late a 
 Representative from the State of New York. 
 
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 Resolved, That a committee of six Senators be appointed by 
 the Vice President, to join the committee appointed on the part 
 of the House of Representatives, to attend the funeral of the 
 deceased. 
 
 Resolved, That the Secretary communicate a copy of these 
 resolutions to the House of Representatives. 
 
 The Presiding Officer appointed under the second reso- 
 lution as the committee on the part of the Senate Mr. 
 O'Gorman, Mr. Root, Mr. Swanson, Mr. Martine of New 
 Jersey, Mr. James, and Mr. Brandegee. 
 
 Mr. Gallinger. Mr. President, as a further mark of re- 
 spect to the memory of the deceased Representative, I 
 move that the Senate adjourn. 
 
 The motion was unanimously agreed to, and (at 4 
 o'clock and 35 minutes p. m.) the Senate adjourned until 
 Thursday, September 18, 1913, at 2 o'clock p. m. 
 
 Tuesday, June 23, 19U. 
 A message from the House of Representatives, by J. C. 
 South, its Chief Clerk, transmitted resolutions of the 
 House on the life and public services of Hon. Timothy D. 
 Sullivan, late a Representative from the State of New 
 York. 
 
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