---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Paul, J. H.
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 22
number: 4
published: 1919-02
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Paul, J. H., "Their Name Liveth Forevermore," *Improvement Era* 22, no. 4 (February 1919): 331–334.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2204unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera2204unse
start_page: 331
end_page: 334
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1919-02)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2204unse
  publication_year: 1919
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1919, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Their Name Liveth Forevermore

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Their Name Liveth Forevermore VI
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              Remarks at the Bier of a Student-Soldier

                  By Prof. J. H. Paul, University of Utah

      Friends and Fellow Citizens: Sent here at the request of
the authorities of the University, to express to the bereaved
parents something of their appreciation and sorrow, when lives
like this are laid down in the service of the nation and of humanity, I would lay also my own simple tribute of esteem upon
the altar of the dead student's memory.
      Rather frequently of late, when called upon for remarks on
issues growing out of the great war, I have been saying:       "Let
every American mother give her son to God and to this sacred
duty. In life and death we are in God's hands. It is his divine
will that men and nations shall be free, and it is part of our duty
as a nation to aid in freeing them.    This duty will cost the lives
of some of our sons; and if it be your son or mine, let us remember that in the deep of the Eternal heart is the law of sacrifice.  It seems that God himself could not lay the foundation
for the salvation and eternal progress of mankind, except by the
sacrifice of his beloved son.   Great shall therefore be the honor
and eternal the reward of those who follow the divine example
ot laying down life in order that life may be saved and
ennobled."
      I cannot conceal an overwhelming sense of disappointment
in this young man's departure. Though his country has required
this sacrifice, we would have kept him here; for I feel that he
was the idol of his home, the hope of an entire household and
of many other friends. Their inmost thoughts are spoken by the
poet who says:

                  "We never thought that it could be,
                    In those old days of hope and bliss,
                  That life could darken like the sea,
                    And love be wrecked like this."

     This is why we cannot be fully reconciled to this death. We
admit that God knows best, and that his thoughts are not as ours
are. We may not question, and dare not rail at, the divine law
              —
of sacrifice that in order to save life or to exalt mankind, we
must lay down life; and as for separation, the Apostle has assured
us that "to be with Christ is far better." Yet, only a few weeks

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332                      IMPROVEMENT ERA

ago, as he left his home at the call of his country, with a smile
on his lips and joy in his eyes,
              "Somebody wept when he marched away,
                Looking so handsome, brave and grand;
              Somebody's kiss on his forehead lay,
                Somebody clung to his parting hand;
              Somebody was watching and waiting for him,
                Yearning to hold him again to her heart,
              Now lies he there with his clear eyes dim,
                And the smiling, fearless lips apart."

      This is the chief reason why we find it so difficult to face
the decree of heaven, and to accept without complaint the will of
Him who doeth all things well.
      Yet these painful realities should not be permitted to blind
our vision to the momentous fact that this young man has now
become of immortal memory. The fortunate circumstance and
                     —
time of his death that he went hence while in the service of
the nation, and, as I truly believe, in the service of heaven itself
—  has made of him one of the immortals of this wonderful day.
He pledged, at the call of humanity, his efforts, his honor, and
his life.  He has laid down his life for his friends; and "greater
love than this hath no man." He is today lost to his people, but
is won by our nation to the honor roll of its sons who have deserved well of humanity. His quiet tomb, here amid his native
hills, will enshroud and protect his earthly remains; but the
whole earth, Pericles has said, is the sepulchre of those who die
in the cause of men.     Commemorated by columns and inscriptions in their own country, there dwells in other lands also, "an
unwritten memorial of them, engraven not in stone, but in the
hearts of men." He bids us make them our examples and if we;

esteem courage to be freedom and freedom to be happiness, we
shall "not weigh too nicely the perils of war."     To this distinction, I repeat, have our soldier dead attained.    The fame of all
who have given their lives in this cause is nation-wide and worldwide. Their record shall be kept forever henceforward in the
grateful remembrance of mankind. They are from this day sons
of the nation, because they are heroes of the world-wide peace,
which they died to establish.       This young man is exclusively
your son no longer. He is a hero of the eternal world. His
name is enrolled in the book of everlasting time a faithful—
soldier of the cross, a true son of America, a servant of the Most
High.   Therefore I could almost bid you dry your tears and rejoice; for on this proud though fateful day, he has brought a
worthy eminence to his parents, his family, and his friends. To
the British poet Kipling, it seemed that no single phrase could
be better for engraving on the great memorial stone which is to
be erected in each of the cemeteries for British soldiers who

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"THEIR   NAME LIVETH FOREVER"                   333

have fallen in the war than that which closes the tribute to the
                             —
famous men in Ecclesiastes "Their name liveth forevermore."
This sentence of praise and honor, simple and well known, comprehensible in every tongue, and standing outside the flux of men
and things, we well may believe will perpetuate their fame till
time shall be no more. Until the dawn of that happier morn,
when our human sky shall be gathered, "like a scroll within its
tomb, unread forever," and until the day-star of promise shall
dissipate the clouds that now obscure our vision, let us cheerfully say, "Good-night, Dear Son, and pleasant dreams!" Not
as Scott said of his dead chieftain:

                   Like the dew on the mountain,
                     Like the foam on the river,
                   Like the bubble on the fountain,
                     Thou art gone, and forever.

Nor even as Boker said of a hero of the Civil War:
                   As man may, he fought his fight,
                     Proved his truth by his endeavor;
                   Let him sleep in solemn night,
                     Sleep forever and forever.

No; not forever; the fine spirit whose companionship you have
enjoyed so long is not dead, nor is he asleep, nor far away; he is
safe in his Father's home and is going on to perfection.

                   We cannot think all love and hope
                     Forevermore abide
                   In the quiet grave they made for him
                     There on the great hillside;
                   Nor can we deem the world less fair
                      Because that he hath died.

                   For now some sweeter element
                      Pervades the realm of space;
                    A brighter glow is on the flowers,
                      The sunshine hath new grace;
                    And a fairer glory haunts the dawn,
                      Like that smile upon his face.

                    O love and hope that cannot tire
                      Through all the years to be!
                    O faith that shines, a crystal star
                      Above the great, white sea!
                    Somewhere, in God's infinitude,
                      This son awaits for thee.

     May the coming years deal gently with you and yours, and
 the knowledge that the world reaps a benefit from
                                                      the sacrifice
                  consolation to your lives "from this time hence-
 of your son be a
 forth and even forevermore."

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Died in Service
     Sergt. Guy J. Jurgensen, Salt Lake City, was killed in action, October
7, 1918. He was 27 years old, and a son of Mrs. Mary C. Jurgensen.
     Lieut. Oscar Pierce, Malto, Idaho, was killed in action, in France, according to word received at Burley, Idaho, November 21, 1918.
    John K. Traggastis, brother of Thomas Traggastis, a grocer at Bingham,
Utah, was killed in action in France, October 14. No further particulars
are given.
     Wilford Anderson, son of Mr. and Mrs. James Anderson, of Logan,
Utah, died of wounds in France, October 28. He was 23 years old, unmarried and entered the army on the first draft call.
     George   W Carlile, son of Mr. and Mrs. George R. Carlile, of Heber
                  .

City, Utah, was killed in action, November 2, 1918. He received his military training at Camp Lewis, and arrived in France early in September,
1918.
     Prvt. Nelden F. Worley, son of Mr. and Mrs. Frtiz Worley, of Wellington, Utah, died in France, according to word received by relatives, November 22, 1918. He entered the service, May, 1918, and went over-seas in
July.
    Clarence Anderson, of Aurora, Utah, son of Mr. and Mrs. Andrew
Anderson, died of pneumonia at Camp Lewis according to word received by his parents, November 27, 1918. His body was brought home
for burial.
     Orin M. Allen, Logan, Utah, was killed in action, September 27, 1918,
in  France.   He was 26 years old, a member of Co. M. 362nd Infantry,
trained at Camp Lewis. He is survived by his widow, his mother, and
several brothers and sisters.
     Leonard Peterson, son of Mrs. Elizabeth Peterson, of Salt Lake City,
was killed in action, September 29, 1918. He was a member of the 362nd
Infantry, was trained at Camp Lewis, and is survived by his mother and
several brothers and sisters.
     Ernest Rudy Rosell, son of Mrs. C. J. Rosell, Salt Lake City, was reported to have been killed in action, October 20. He was 28 years of age,
was drafted in April, 1918, and sent to Camp Lewis, entering the Engineer
corps and arriving in France, June, 1918.
     Fount LeRoy Forsgren, son of Mr. and Mrs. Oscar Forsgren, Brigham
City, Utah, died in France of pneumonia, October 13. He entered service,
April, 1918, was sent to Camp Lewis for training, was attached to the
316th ammunition supply train and later sent to France.
     Ira Brown, son of Byron W. Brown, Jr., of Lehi, Utah, died at Fort
Douglas, December 14, 1918, of influenza-pneumonia. He was 21 years old
and a member of University of Utah S. A. T. C. His wife, one child, his
father, and a number of brothers and sisters survive him.
     Leo Jensen, son of Mr. and Mrs. Annie C. Jensen, Richfield, Utah,
was killed in action, October 2, 1918. He went to Camp Lewis last April,
arriving in France, July 24. He was attached to a machine gun battalion
and saw service in the American drive north-west of Verdun.
    Angus Pugmire, son of Mr. and Mrs. George Pugmire, Pocatello, Idaho,
28 years of age, was killed in action in France, September 13, 1918. He
volunteered and was sent over-seas from Camp Lewis. He was a descendant of the late Lorenzo D. Young, a prominent Utah Pioneer.
