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...body lie for two days on the floor where he had fallen. Medical authorities removed the brain, took plaster casts of the skull. Finally, a British Army detail, sworn to secrecy, buried the unembalmed body in a grave on the heath near Lüneburg. There was no coffin, no marking on the grave. The shifting sand would soon obliterate the last sign; there would be no site for a martyr's monument...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: International: A Grave on the Heath | 6/4/1945 | See Source »

Affable, handsome Henry Sloane Coffin, ordained in the Presbyterian Church at the age of 23, began his ministry humbly -in a room over a Bronx fish market. Last week he ended 19 years as president of one of Protestantism's most outstanding theological schools, Manhattan's Union Theological Seminary. Dr. Coffin had reached Union's retirement age (68) and was making way for Dr. Henry Pitney Van Dusen, Union's professor of systematic theology (TIME...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: Dr. Coffin Retires | 5/28/1945 | See Source »

...honor the man who had brought prestige to Union and fame to himself as a liberal, a scholar and a Christian gentleman, Union announced that it would raise a $500,000 endowment fund to bear the Coffin name, and rename its main administration building Henry Sloane Coffin Hall...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: Dr. Coffin Retires | 5/28/1945 | See Source »

When the U.S. Army entered Weimar, it found that the mortal remains of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe had disappeared on an iron-age pilgrimage never dreamed of by Poet Matthew Arnold. Also missing from its place beside Goethe in the city's Friedhof (cemetery) was the coffin of Goethe's great friend and fellow poet, Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Foreign News: Iron-Age Pilgrimage | 5/14/1945 | See Source »

...morning, the Hudson Valley countryside-where as a boy Franklin Roosevelt had run and played and ridden his pony beside his father's horse-lay fresh and green in the sunshine. Once more the coffin moved on a black caisson. This time it was followed by a black-hooded horse, with a saber hung on the near side and empty boots in the stirrups of an empty saddle. It was the old military tradition for a leader who was dead. The valley began to echo with the sound of cannon, firing the presidential salute from the Hyde Park grounds...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: U.S. At War: Bugler: Sound Taps | 4/23/1945 | See Source »

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