son of his pioneer law partner for appointment to the position of United States district judge for the eastern district of Arkansas, and who is now capably serving in such capacity. Within a few months of the admission of Senator ROBINSON, he was elected a member of the House of Representatives in the General Assembly of Arkansas, and although a very young man, he demonstrated a capacity for service and aggressiveness in the public interest, which appealed to its citizens, resulting in his selection as a Presidential elector in 1900, followed by his election to the House of Representatives in the Fifty-eighth Congress, where he served continuously for 10 years, gaining notable recognition and thoroughly well prepared him for his subsequent service in the United States Senate, which he entered upon on March 10, 1913, and continued uninterruptedly to his untimely death. I pause again to mention an unusual event in the life of this great representative of a people. In the last year of his term as a Member of the House, he was elected Governor of Arkansas and inducted into office on the 16th day of January 1913. United States Senator Jeff Davis died as Governor ROBINSON entered upon his duties as such Governor, and the general assembly of the State, then in session, elected him to fill the unexpired term, which launched his career in the United States Senate, and so outstanding was his service therein that he was elected chairman of the minority conference in 1922 and continued in the duties of such office until the change of administration in 1933, when he was elected chairman of the majority conference, and was in such service when the Grim Reaper ended his distinguished career. I attended the funeral of our beloved citizen, which was held in Little Rock and where his remains were, in state in the capitol building, and were viewed by the thousands of sorrowing citizens whom he had so devotedly served. In attendance upon the funeral service were his colleagues from both sides of the aisle, but there was no division line in the weight of sorrow apparent as between those representing opposing party principles. His remarkable ability, his sincerity, and his fair dealing impressed all alike, and made of him one of the most popular figures gracing the service in the high legislative body of the Nation. JOE T. ROBINSON was an unusual man in that he could hold the respect and esteem of his adversary, notwithstanding the fact that he brought to his work a grim determination and an unfaltering purpose. Through the force of his strong personality he managed to achieve that which seemed impossible to the man of ordinary strength. His rugged honesty and integrity of purpose aroused and held the confidence of those with whom he worked, and no man rendered a greater measure of service than he was called upon to perform in the capacity of majority leader during the hectic days of the inauguration of the administrative policies beginning in 1933. The break-down in the economic life of the Nation had imperiled the institutions of government, presenting a demand for emergency legislation transcending any and all periods of history. To this task JOE T. ROBINSON brought his wonderful vitality, experience, and capacity, and through the force of his unusual elements he succeeded to an amazing degree. He labored without cessation, arousing the serious concern of those in a position to know the destructive influences at work, and resisted the continuous appeals of his friends that he seek rest and recreation. He defied the forces of nature until he reached the last hour, and when he fell without warning, his face was to the demands of duty. He died as he would wish, in the midst of the battle, and the Nation lost a statesman of giant stature. Senator ROBINSON was blessed with the association of a devoted, cultured, and refined wife. Her every thought was of him, and she exercised herself unceasingly in the effort to contribute in every possible way to his comfort. They were denied the blessing of children, but as is usual in such homes, they loved all children, and some of the sweetest memories I have of my association with this friend and his most attractive wife are of this display of affection for and interest in the children of others. They seemed to gravitate to this couple, and I do not remember one instance when a child hesitated a moment to respond to the display of interest. While the Nation mourns the passing of this statesman, the State he served so long and faithfully has offered an expression of sorrow such as has not characterized the citizenship in its life. No doubt exists in the minds of its inhabitants that it suffers the loss of a great benefactor and its most worthy servant. I lose a friend and companion of many years. Like a shadow thrown softly and sweetly There is no death; what seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Remarks by Representative Terry Mr. TERRY. Mr. Speaker, at about 8:15 o'clock on the morning of July 14, 1937, I was passing through the Capitol on the way to my office in the House Office Building. My colleague from North Carolina [Mr. Lindsay Warren] accosted me and said, “Have you heard the news?” "What news?" I asked. "I have just heard that your senior Senator, JOE ROBINSON, was found dead in his apartment this morning," he replied. I was terribly shocked and immediately endeavored to reach the Senator's apartment by telephone to obtain fuller information. The telephone operator at the switchboard answered: "The line is busy, but it is true that Senator ROBINSON is dead." I immediately walked over to the Methodist Building and went to the Senator's apartment, where I found a number of his staff and several of my colleagues. It was only too true that the Senator had gone. As I stood there in the solemn stillness of that hot July morning in the modest apartment, I saw in the hallway the Senator's hat and cane, where he had placed them when he had come home the previous evening, never suspecting that it would be the last time he would lay them down, and that before the dawn of another day his soul would have taken its flight. I thought of the profound shock that the passing of this man would mean not only to his family and his circle of friends and colleagues but to the whole Nation; how it meant the knell of any hope of the successful outcome of the bitter struggle in which he was then engaged in behalf of President Roosevelt's Court-reform legislation; the probable realinement of contending forces in the Senate, and the possible weakening of the New Deal's drive toward legislation for the benefit of the masses of our people. "A soldier has fallen with his face to the battle," was President Roosevelt's tribute. And no truer words were ever spoken, for in truth and in fact, Senator ROBINSON did give the last full measure of sacrificial devotion to the cause which he considered it his duty to espouse; and when his great heart burst under the strain of his almost superhuman labors, he fell like a knight in battle, his armor shining and his sword bright, without fear and without reproach. On next to the last day that Senator ROBINSON was to walk this earth, he was engaged in a debate on the floor of the Senate in behalf of the Court bill, giving and taking lusty blows, neither asking nor giving quarter. In his speech, he reminded his adversaries that if they wished to filibuster and delay the passage of the bill, he could "take it” as long as they could. He remarked that he was better able to stand the gaff than some of them were. He grew so vehement that one of his colleagues-Senator Copeland, I believe-cautioned him against overexertion. Even at that moment the long fingers of the hand of death were reaching out toward our friend, and I sometimes wonder whether or not the Senator felt the chill of that unseen hand, for he did a very unusual thing. In closing the debate he waved his hand in a farewell gesture and said "Good-bye." It was good-bye, and a long, last farewell. That was his final appearance in the debate, and the last time his voice was to be heard in the Chamber which he had so long graced, and in which the great labors of his life had been performed. It can be said without fear of contradiction that Senator ROBINSON had the entire confidence and respect of all those with whom he was closely associated. He had that rare and happy faculty of retaining the good will and friendship of those with whom he differed, even though their views were as wide apart as the poles. He was entirely honest with himself and with others. There was nothing mean or small about |