fellows, on the hunt, or on the brook. Those who joined him of an evening at the huntsmen's fire in valley or on mountainside were richly rewarded by coming in contact with his knowledge of the ways of nature in the rough. And so, this man whose boyhood knew the fragrance of the sweet magnolia and whose early manhood found him braving the dangers of the frozen north, and whose mature life was spent representing a sovereign State in the Senate of the United States and at the councils where power and affluence were present, this man, called Senator by some, called KEY by thousands, this man beloved in this Chamber and respected everywhere, rounded out a great career, the last worldly reward of which was the overwhelming call of his State to represent it again in the Senate of the United States. This man possessed of power, yet wielding it not; this man possessed of courage, yet showing only kindness-KEY PITTMAN, soldier of fortune, Senator, statesman, returned to the State he so much loved to close his life. His history and memory will abide on the hillsides, in the valleys, on the deserts, and plains of the "battle born" State. His name will never be uttered save with a mark of respect and an emphasis of sincere gratitude. Address by Senator Bunker Mr. BUNKER. Mr. President, as I stand here today on the floor of the United States Senate, with the vision before me of the man whom I had the honor to succeed, my mind goes back to the first time I ever saw Nevada's beloved KEY PITTMAN. Senator PITTMAN had traveled across the State on this occasion to speak in a little frontier town in Nevada. It was my home town, St. Thomas, a small community now gone forever in the advance of progress, the advance of a great enterprise made possible largely through this man's efforts. The waters of the lake created by the building of Boulder Dam now cover this historic city where KEY PITTMAN came that night so many years ago. I remember how the people gathered from miles around to greet him. The old and young, the farmers and the miners, everyone who could walk or ride a horse was there for his appearance. The crowd was thrilled by his address that evening. The force of his personality, the strength of his words, and the wisdom behind them, made a profound impression on me, an impression which has remained with me throughout the years. The memory of the greatness of KEY PITTMAN, Which I first saw displayed that night, will continue with me all my life. The blood of the pioneers of America flowed through the veins of KEY PITTMAN. Cradled in the home of democracy, he spent his early youth in the South, the section from whence came Jefferson and Jackson, the founders of the principles which are the ideals and concepts of the Democratic Party. Here was inculcated in his heart the democratic spirit, which never wavered throughout his lifetime. He car ried this spirit on across the country as he searched for new frontiers. He first settled in Seattle, Wash., where, at the age of 20, he began the practice of law, following in the footsteps of his father. Imbued with the restlessness which has marked our truly great pioneers, he moved northward into Alaska. Here Providence smiled on him, and, as in a storybook romance, he met and married Mimosa Gates. She contributed more to his success than did any other influence. For 40 years she was his confidante and companion along the path of his great career. Although his quest for gold was unsuccessful, he found that which is more precious than gold, the love of an understanding and devoted wife. It was in Alaska that there came into being his passion for mining and for the metals of the earth. He returned to the States and settled in the mining districts of Nevada, where he developed his vital interest in gold and silver, which led to his career as one of the most famous metal experts in world history. In his early days, as he practiced law in Tonapah, he began his fight for the miners and their industry, which he carried on to the United States Senate, and championed until the day of his death. Just as the metals industry will never forget his efforts in their behalf, so the rugged prospectors who are the heart of this industry, will never forget that he was their spokesman and their champion. A few days ago I visited Senator PITTMAN'S home town. I found many of his old-time friends, their hands scarred with years of toil, who spoke affectionately of their "friend, KEY." One of them put into words to me the feeling that is so much a part of them all. He said: I voted for him the first time he ever ran, and for 30 years I've been voting the same way. The spirit of a pioneering wanderlust that marked PITTMAN'S life carried him on to conquer new fields. Not until he became a Member of this great body did he find himself. Here he found his lifework, a work worthy of his genius. From the time he became a Member of the United States Senate his creed was to fight for a cause, the cause of humanity, and in this battle he fought with all the great talents at his command. It seems as though he brought Nevada back here in his heart. He drew strength from the hills, loyalty from his companions of the Western frontier, and vision from the vast expanse of valleys lying in the mountains of the West. There is no need to speak further of his accomplishments in the Senate. His contributions at the Senate helm of our foreign relations and as a presiding officer here, as well as his many other achievements, are indelibly inscribed in the annals of this body, and are a lasting monument to his life and works. As we look upon the career of KEY PITTMAN we cannot help but feel that throughout his whole being there ran not a single thread of fear. In the present world crisis we know that he would stand firm in the conviction that democracy will prevail and will continue to exist long after the dictators have been swept from the earth. If PITTMAN had a hatred in his heart, it was for dictatorship and all the evils which it has heaped upon a free people. PITTMAN loved freedom. He was a descendant of Francis Scott Key, who penned the words of our national anthem. It is men such as he who have lived these words which ring in the heart of America: The Star-Spangled Banner, oh long may it wave It was O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave! He lived these words and he died for these words. the 30 years of unstinting, loyal, and courageous service which he gave to his country that resulted in his death. It is written, "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friend." PITTMAN'S friend was his country. The names of his colleagues who represented this body and traveled to his last resting place to do him honor will be forever written in the history of the great State of Nevada. As the one who has the great privilege of succeeding him, I can only borrow the words of the great American jurist and statesman, WALTER F. GEORGE, who delivered the eulogy for the late Senator, and speaking in behalf of the people of Nevada I say, "KEY PITTMAN was our friend, and we loved him." Mr. BILBO. Mr. President, one of Mississippi's greatest contributions to the ages has been the galaxy of fine sons and daughters who have migrated to other commonwealths to bless and enrich a Nation. At one time, about 3 decades ago, seven native-born Mississippians were serving together in the United States Senate. High on the honor roll of men who have gone forth from my State to bring distinction to other regions is the name of our late revered colleague KEY PITTMAN, the pride of Nevada-KEY PITTMAN who for 28 continuous and fruitful years represented the great State of Nevada in the United States Senate and who was for the last 8 years president pro tempore of this august body and chairman of the important Foreign Relations Committee. On this solemn memorial occasion the urgent and sacred voice of inspiration bids me speak for my State and for myself, a sincere tribute to the memory of this illustrious native Mississippian. KEY PITTMAN was born in the year of our Lord 1872, in historic Vicksburg, close by the mighty Father of Waters. Born among such historic scenes and colorful associations, and to whose cradle a splendid heritage of birth brought the gift of sterling character and intellect, be emerged into the world to walk hand in hand with a destiny that led to various points of the compass. He was predestined, it would seem, to great adventure and achievement in far places. The picturesque environs of the Father of Waters fired the young man's imagination at a time when the spirits of many men were inspired by the challenge of adventure and |