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an apothecary shop, shelved with all the scientific curative preparations essential for the control and alleviation of political and social agony. Being a physician to the manner born, he was possessed of a versatility of interests. True to his high calling, devotion to all things of human concern was exemplified in the wide range of his tireless activities— activities that embraced a scope confined to no less limits than the full compass of all of man's privations and sorrows. No finer or more appropriate trinity of words for the delineation of character can be applied to this great and good man than to speak of him and to think of him as patriot, physician, and philanthropist. Patriot, in the sense that he loved democracy and democratic institutions; physician, in the sense that he pondered profoundly upon the way of man that led not unto death but to an abundant life and a sustained happiness; philanthropist, in the sense that he gave freely of his time, of his talent, and of his great storehouse of scientific knowledge to the service and betterment of humanity.

Senator COPELAND enacted the role also of a great pacificator. It was almost invariably thrust upon him the peculiar prerogative to adjust difficult and sensitive differences, to heal angry wounds, and apply a soothing ointment to old sores. With an amazing facility he brought about the meeting of many minds with respect to important legislation. The major operation was always trusted to his trained hands by virtue not only of his skill in performing the operation but of his willingness to do the job, and the major responsibilities were always shifted to his strong shoulders because there was no other so eminently capable of carrying the weight of the burden to be borne.

To my mind, Senator COPELAND was a man—

Who never turned his back but marched breast forward.

Never doubted clouds would break;

Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better,

Sleep, to wake.

Many years ago Mr. Joe Mitchell Chapple, while engaged in collecting Favorite Heart Throbs of Famous People, for publication in a volume of that title, called upon Dr. COPELAND to ascertain his favorite heartthrob in relation to poems. The great physician immediately recited these lines: What are the names of the Fortunate Isles? Duty and Love and a Broad Content, These are the Isles of the Watery Miles,

That God let down from the Firmament.

Duty and Love and a baby's smile,

Ah, these, O friends, are the Fortunate Isles.

After repeating this poem as his favorite heartthrob, he said:

I memorized those words and carried the newspaper clipping in my pocket until it was worn out, but failed to learn the name of the author. If you can tell me, I will appreciate it very much.

Upon being informed that Joaquin Miller was the author, he expressed his appreciation of the information, and after again quoting the six lines of his favorite poem, he said:

It reflects the sentiment of a lover of children and discloses a new "somewhere" in the widening vision of humans-the broad planes and spheres of duty, the heights and depths of love, all of which is enhaloed in the great objective of one of life's sweetest dreams-a baby's smile.

In this favorite heartthrob of the great physician there is afforded appropriate conclusion to this brief and affectionate tribute to his memory.

Remarks by Senator Walsh

Of Massachusetts

Mr. WALSH. Mr. President, many touching and eloquent tributes have been paid in the Senate and elsewhere to the late Senator COPELAND. Unfortunately, I myself did not have the time or opportunity to pay tribute to him during the time the Senate was holding memorial services. Of all the tributes I have read, none has impressed me more or seems to portray more effectively and beautifully my conceptions of the character of Senator COPELAND than one written by Ernest Risley Eaton, of 53 West Eighty-third Street, New York City, and published in the American Institute of Homeopathy. I ask that this exceptionally fine tribute to Senator COPELAND be printed in the Record.

There being no objection, the tribute was ordered to be printed in the Record, as follows:

A TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OF ROYAL SAMUEL COPELAND

Children liked him; boys felt friendly toward him; young men admired him; working people hung upon his word; many people grown old in years found comfort in what he said to them. He had an alert sympathy and understanding of human problems which drew people to him. In these bewildering and harassing days that have befallen us it does not seem quite right that we shall no longer have the benefit of his honest, kindly counsel and broad insight into our Nation's needs.

ROYAL SAMUEL COPELAND, A. M., M. D., F. A. C. S., achieved the highest distinctions attainable in the medical profession. Eminent specialist in diseases of the eye, dean of the New York Medical College, noted lecturer and author, he was not content to be a physician to the exclusion of all other aims. From the time he was my preceptor in a medical school many years ago I watched him grow in mind and soul under the heavy responsibilities of affairs of state which he so willingly assumed. He was an unusual combination of physician and statesman, and I believe that his commendable career as a statesman can be traced directly to the fact that he was a successful physician.

When COPELAND practiced medicine he looked upon his patients as living human beings. To him the disease exhibited was secondary. Practitioners of medicine recognize the importance of personally meeting the patient and understanding his needs. Textbooks of medicine, published long before the commercialized scientific phase came into vogue, intimate how much can be learned from a study of the patient. This stands out in contradistinction to complicated procedures, many of which have proved to be no better than an armory in which there are a thousand rifles, not one of which can be used to fire a single shot. COPELAND regarded the patient as a person-the patient who is forgotten today—and knew how to meet him when as a stranger he came to him professionally. COPELAND did not have to read books on how to make friends; instinctively, he made them. His voice, his courtly manners, his obvious sincerity, his open-mindedness, and frankness of manner won him a myriad of friends who never forgot him. He possessed fine bedside manners, and met people easily. They liked him on first glance, and immediately took him into their confidence. Keeping abreast of medical knowledge is not difficult, but for the physician to have real understanding of the patient is a difficult problem. COPELAND understood this important function, and talked about it to his students in the classroom. In his contribution on refraction, he says: "It would be presumptuous to add to the large and growing list of excellent and exhaustive treatises on the subject of refraction it is important for the student to supplement studies by verification on the patient himself." COPELAND was well qualified to thus admonish his colleagues.

When COPELAND became a statesman he chose a career which he thoroughly liked, as he often affirmed, and one in which he knew that he could be useful to others. It is true that on the road to statesmanship he passed through byroads of politics, but for him politics was a means and not an end. I recall an answer he gave me one day to my question as to why he belonged to Tammany. "Eaton," he said, “man is a social being and cannot work without cooperation. Organization is a necessity, and my organization is Tammany. Tammany has many fine qualities deserving of admiration of Democrats and Republicans alike." His conversation on this occasion implied that the party system of this country is a necessity, but must be confined within normal limits.

COPELAND started his political career in Michigan, where he was born in 1868. He was active in civic, educational, and religious affairs of Ann Arbor, of which city he was made mayor in 1901. It was not many years after coming to New York that he found opportunity to increase his capacity for work on behalf of others. This

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was largely made possible by the position he held as dean of the New York Medical College and Flower Hospital during the most noteworthy period of this institution. He resigned as dean to become commissioner of health in 1918.

In 1903 COPELAND was elected president of the American Institute of Homeopathy, upon which organization he exercised a far-reaching influence for good. He was elected United States Senator in 1923 after filling with distinction the office of commissioner of health of New York City. He passed to his rest suddenly on June 17, 1938.

People who met COPELAND swore by him, and whether a newspaperman, a farmer in upper New York State, a city dweller, or a suburbanite, they were his friends. He became personally known to them and enlisted their loyalty. He was like Franklin D. Roosevelt in this respect. His was the radio voice of a persuasive personality impelling loyalty. Perhaps for the reason that in many respects he was too much like Roosevelt he was constantly in disagreement with Roosevelt and his political policies. There could not be two Roosevelts or two COPELANDS.

People did not think a truant doctor could be a good statesman, and they smiled as they shook their heads and said so. COPELAND proved that the training and experience of a physician is the best foundation for building a political career, spent in significant service on behalf of others. One naturally led to the other. People always depend on the doctor-the person with the common cold, the young man with pneumonia, the father with high blood pressure, the mother half crazed for fear her child will die-they all crave comfort (fortis, strength), and COPELAND prescribed this in politics. He was depended upon as a statesman, and he did his best to fulfill his obligations even among the most simple folk.

Many men in politics make favorable first impressions which are not always easy to live up to. Most men mean well, but with COPELAND it was more than that. He meant more than what he said at the time and did his utmost to carry out his promises. As time went on he did more because he could do more. His magnificent personality was not a failure. Plimsoll's Mark was never submerged with COPELAND. He knew his own political handicaps, and as he grew older he promised less and was able to accomplish more. He did not make the mistake, as many do, in offering strength of feeling for strength of manhood. He made friends and kept them.

He was highly esteemed by those who knew him and came to him. As he grew older the imperative need for earning money grew less, and this enabled him to devote more of his time to better

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