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 introduction

he tradition of Christian burial as practiced by our Church

is divided into two general categories, the burial of the
clergy and that of the laity. We have translated only those
burial services that are related to the laity inasmuch as these
are the most frequently employed. The specific funeral service
to be used is determined by the age of the deceased laic and
by whether the departed is male or female. Hence a special
funeral order exists for the burial of adult males, another for
adult females, and a third for children, both male and female.

Our Church refers to the rite of Christian burial as the

order of enshrouding (tekso d'oufoyo). This title stems from
the ancient practice of wrapping the departed in a special cloth,
as in the case of our Lord's burial. At times, our tradition speaks
of the burial service as the order of accompaniment (tekso
dlouwoyo) inasmuch as death was viewed by the Fathers of our
Church as a journey or pilgrimage along which the departed
travels accompanied by the prayers of the faithful. The
funeral rite itself consists of the chanting of psalms and hymns,
appropriate readings from the Holy Scriptures, supplicatory
songs and prayers, and a litany. Throughout the entire rite
the promise of resurrection is dramatically emphasized. This
is especially true in the various hymns that are chanted during
the burial service, many of which were composed by our great
Church Father St. Ephrem (+373). The close relationship
between the Holy Eucharist, baptism, and resurrection is
stressed by our tradition of burial. By baptism we are integrated
into the Church, Christ's Body, and are nourished by the
Holy Eucharist, both in the hope and promise of our Lord's
Resurrection.
 In the preparation of the following translation of our
rite of Christian burial, we have consulted several texts and
have selected what we believe to be appropriate and highly
meaningful orders of burial. We have attempted to avoid
duplication of given prayers and hymns, in the hope of provi-
ding a rich and varied text. It is our prayer that through our
humble efforts the profound richness and meaning of our
venerable tradition of Christian burial may be made accessible
to all our faithful. Through a deeper understanding of our
funeral services, may we all come to a fuller realization of our
own destiny as creatures of God and His adopted children
through our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.

Athanasius Yeshue Samuel,

Archbishop
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THE FIRST SERVICE

The clergymen and congregation shall pray silently:

The Trisagion. Holy are You, O God...
The Lord's Prayer Our Father, Who art in heaven...

Priest: Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the R

Holy Spirit.
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compassion come down abundantly in both worlds forever ;
and ever. Amen . TS
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Priest: O Lord, make this soul, that has been set free from this
temporal life and has departed from this world, be worthy to
be guided by Your holy angels to the heavenly mansions that
abound in delight and rest until the day of resurrection, on
which she will meet You with confidence, Father, Son, and
Holy Spirit forever and ever. Amen.

The deacons shall recite Psalm 51 ;

Have mercy upon me, O God, according to Thy loving
kindness...

Hymn
Tune: Msheeho Damlakh Noohomo

O Christ, Who has promised resurrection to Adam's mortal

children, we beseech You to raise and quicken Your servant
who has slept trusting in You.

O Christ, the King of glory, to Whom all the hidden things are
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Christ, You are truly the key to paradise which opens the
gates of heaven; open, O Lord, the gate of Your mercies to
Your servant who has slept trusting in You.
Depart, brother, and sorrow not because the Lord will make
you to dwell in His light, and the cherub who guards paradise
will prepare the path for you.
May the faithful departed, who believed in the Trinity, be
worthy to receive Your promise which was made to the thief
on the cross.
Make Your servant, who has departed with trust and confi-
dence in Your compassion, be worthy to stand at Your right
hand on the day when Your majesty is made manifest.
Deacons: Barekhmore (Bless, my lord).
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The soul that has departed by Your command offers glory
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true God.
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May the voice that called Lazarus and raised him from the |
dead, call you and raise you from the grave to paradise.

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G r a n t , O Christ our G o d , rest and felicity to Your servants,

and comfort t h e m on the day of resurrection as You have pro-
mised ; You W h o were counted a m o n g the dead and preached
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Priest: Let us all p r a y and implore the Lord for grace and
mercy. Merciful and gracious Lord, have mercy u p o n us and
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Priest: Glory be to H i m , W h o is the hope of the living and the

Raiser of the dead, in Whose h a n d s are the souls of the just
and the righteous, W h o restores the bodies of His creation and
brings them u p from the dark chambers of Sheol and sends
t h e m to the paradise which overflows with felicity and delight.
T o H i m be glory, honor, and adoration at this time of His
servant's burial service and at all festivals, times, hours, seasons
and through all the days of our life forever and ever.
Deacons: A m e n .

Sed.ro (Prayer)

Almighty and powerful Lord, W h o awesomely reigns over

all, by Your word all things are m a d e and by Your order
they shall all be dissolved; by Your will is life and by Your
c o m m a n d is the end. You are G o d W r ho is the breath and life
of all. H a v e mercy u p o n the soul of Your servant N..., who
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Your servant N..., at that hour, from the torment and torture
there. Have pity on him in accordance with Your loving
kindness. Investigate not the offences committed by him,
remember not the sins perpetrated by him, and do not condemn
him in Your dreadful judgment. Deliver him not unto bitter
despair, make him not a portion allotted to the quenchless fire,
deprive him not of Your grace, separate him not from those who
loved You, but rather protect him under the wings of Your
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departed, for the corruption of your bodies. He, Wrho created
and adorned your substance, will quicken and raise your
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his deeds.

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of those who are in the graves, we humbly beseech You,
when You come on the last day to quicken the human race
that, by Your grace, You may raise this Your servant who
has passed away trusting in You.

0 beloved ones, the messenger of death is drawing near to

me; he is hurrying to take me away with him immediately.
1 prayed and pleaded that time be granted me in order to see
my relatives, but he neither accepts persuasion nor does he
take a bribe.

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has mixed to intoxicate all those who drink of it. Once taken,
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children's love, and mothers to forget their dear ones. Blessed
is He, Who mixed it for all to drink of it.

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in that eternal kingdom with Your saints.

Glory be to You, Who quickens the dead from their graves

and clothes them with the garments of glory on the day of
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 CHAPTER XVII
MY OWN REMINISCENCES OF THE ATLANTIC FLIGHT
I Wait for News—The Americans Start—I Hear Harry has Started—And
I Put Out the Flags—No News Next Morning—Fate is Unkind and
Brings a False Report—Which, Contradicted, Delivers a Paralysing
Blow—No Further News—“All Hope Abandoned”—Good News—
Peace of Mind Once More—Everybody Happy—The King
Telegraphs Congratulations—I Go to Meet Harry at Grantham—
Harry’s Triumphal Progress to Grantham—Together Once More—
Harry Rides a Horse Through London—“Escape” from the R.Ae.C.
—Celebrations at Ham—Fireworks at Hook.
 CHAPTER XVII
After the first week of Harry’s absence the time passed fairly quickly.
I never left home for longer than two hours, and then I bought
newspapers in case Harry had started. Often I would have news
about seven in the evening to the effect that Harry was about to
start. I sat up until the news was contradicted. Never before had I
taken such an interest in the moon as during these few weeks. I
knew every phase, and when it reached the full I felt sure that Harry
would be starting.
I was in town when I saw a placard saying that the Americans had
started, and I at once rushed to the nearest telephone box to find
out if any message had come through from Harry, as I knew he
would not let the Americans arrive first without a struggle; but the
moon was waning and the weather reports none too good.
On the night of May 18th I received a message to the effect that
Harry had left at 6.30. The first thing to do was to put out all the
flags, for he would be home on the morrow. But this did not take
long, and, when done, the time seemed to drag.
As the hours went by and darkness came on, the time passed
even more slowly for me. I remember I went to the window and
stood there waiting for the moon to rise; it was waning, but, despite
that, seemed to make the night less terrible. It was very cold, and I
wondered whether it was all worth while. I had written down each
hour that Harry was to be in the air, and hour by hour crossed them
off.
When the papers arrived on the morrow they were full of the start
of the Atlantic flight, but gave no news beyond the precise time of
the start, as no wireless had been received. No message came for
me until about ten o’clock that night, after I had been down to
Brooklands expecting his arrival. The message, which was from the
Admiralty, told me that Harry had landed in the sea forty miles off
the mouth of the Shannon, and until two or three o’clock in the
morning the telephone unceasingly rang, bringing congratulations
from far and near. My brother, who had obtained special leave,
remained up all night and made himself comfortable by the
telephone. The beginning of the night found him receiving messages
and returning thanks with energy, but by one o’clock his tones
lacked their initial gusto, and by two o’clock they were hardly lucid. I
went to bed thoroughly happy and at peace, but I was too excited to
sleep.
I was the first one down in the morning to get the papers. I
opened the Daily Mail first of all, and the headlines I saw nearly
blinded me. I have since had to read worse news than I read that
morning, but I do not think I have ever felt so frantic and yet so
completely hopeless as when I saw the fatal words, “Hawker Missing
—False Report of Fall in the Sea.”
I believe at that moment I gave up all hope. Then I thought of
almost his last words to me before he left: “If things don’t go quite
right, never give up hope”; and as there seemed to be two sides to
the question whether he was alive or not, and no definite proof of
either, I decided, no matter what happened, to cling firmly to the
belief that he was alive.
Mrs. Sopwith, who came to see me about ten o’clock, helped me
to keep my resolution during the whole of the ensuing week. My
brother obtained leave to stay with me; and then it was a case of
waiting. Day after day passed with no news. Each morning, after
reading the papers, I went off to the Admiralty for any further news;
and every day I saw the papers getting less and less hopeful.
Everyone seemed to put a time limit on his, or her, hope. One said,
“I will give them three days,” while one more optimistic said, “A
week.” When I had waited a week I could almost feel that Harry was
near, and on Saturday I was perfectly sure that I had only one more
day to wait.
On the 24th I received the following telegram:
“The King, fearing the worst must now be realised
regarding the fate of your husband, wishes to express his
 deep sympathy and that of the Queen in your sudden and
tragic sorrow. His Majesty feels that the nation lost one of
its most able and daring pilots to sacrifice his life for the
fame and honour of British flying.
“Stamfordham.”
But neither this nor Lord Northcliffe’s generous offer to make
provision for myself and Pamela changed my conviction that Harry
would turn up safe and sound.
On the Sunday morning I read in the papers that “all hope had
now been given up for the safety of the Atlantic airmen,” and I recall
thinking how silly “all hope” sounded, when they could not know
everyone’s hopes. I went to the little church opposite, where prayers
were offered for the safety of Harry and Commander Grieve. I
remember hurrying home because I thought the good news had
come; but it had not.
About an hour later I was told that the Daily Mirror wanted me on
the ‘phone with a message that could not be entrusted to anyone
but myself. They simply told me that Harry and Grieve had been
picked up by a Danish ship without wireless and had just signalled
their message with flags to the Butt of Lewis; and could they, as the
first to convey the news to me, send a representative down for a
private interview at once. What I answered I do not know—probably
nothing—but I felt that anyone could do what they liked then; I
should be happy.
My brother and I rushed round to spread the good news. We went
first to the Sigrists’ bungalow on the Thames Ditton island, where I
had spent the previous day. They had already heard the news, and
Fred Sigrist rushed down the steps of his house saying, “What can I
do for you?” I replied, “Oh, jump in!” He at once took a header, fully
clothed, and swam up and down, shouting incoherent messages to
all and sundry on the island. By this time a lot of people had
collected, and we drank everyone’s health at Fred’s expense. Then
we went home, with everyone following us. When we arrived at
Hook a terrible vision of a dozen or more reporters met our eyes.
The Daily Mirror man wanted his interview as promised, and the
others wanted to listen, which did not suit him. Anyway, we all shook
hands, there was no “interview,” and plenty was said next morning
in the papers.
By this time there was a large gathering of people, and although I
believe each of them had a cup of tea or a glass of something better,
there was little food in the house for such a crowd. I then went to
the special Thanksgiving Service which Mr. Wood, the curate-in-
charge, had arranged at Hook Church. It was a most beautiful
service, and I was much impressed by its simplicity and the feeling
in the hearts of the congregation.
On arriving home again I found a dinner had been arranged at the
Piccadilly Hotel, and we were to start, about thirty strong, just as we
were, the men-folk in boating flannels and the ladies in light summer
frocks. Perhaps we exceeded the speed limit, or the inspector who
operated a trap on Putney Hill thought we did, and we had to stop.
My brother and I were leading in the Sunbeam. When the police
recognised us (an enormous Australian flag attached to our radiator
cap must have given them some idea), they waved us on without
complaining; and as we passed, one of them said to me, “I’d feel
like a bit of a blind myself if I were in your shoes.”
We were a very jolly party, and it only needed Harry’s presence to
make it complete. When we arrived at the hotel the orchestra there
played “For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow,” and everyone was very
gracious. We dined, and, after visiting a few friends in London,
returned home.
After news of Harry’s safety was confirmed, I received the
following message from the King, by telegram:
“The King rejoices with you and the nation on the happy
rescue of your gallant husband. He trusts that he may be
long spared to you.”
From Queen Alexandra I received this telegram:
 “With all my heart I wish you and the nation joy on the
safety of your gallant husband and his companion. I
rejoice that a Danish ship rescued his precious life.
“Alexandra.”
The next day I had appointed to go and see an Atlantic flight film
at the Majestic Cinema, Clapham. We arrived at the hour fixed, and I
thought there was a fire somewhere, as all the traffic was held up
and there were simply mobs of people. I could not believe that they
had all come to see us, but it seemed they had, and I am afraid they
must have been very disappointed. Someone gave me a beautiful
bouquet, but before I had gathered myself together it was taken
away and then presented to me again by the same charming lady. It
appeared that the hitch was caused by the cinema operator opposite
falling off his cab just at the critical moment when the bouquet was
being presented, so it had to be done all over again. I never saw the
film version of this incident, but it must have been funny.
From a flag-bedecked box we saw the film of the Atlantic flight.
Mr. Derwent Hall Caine said some very nice things about Harry, and
added a few about me for the sake of politeness.
The next morning I stayed in bed and amused myself opening the
more interesting of the correspondence. I received about 2,000
letters before Harry came home—that was in two days—and I am
afraid many did not get opened for weeks.
Mr. and Mrs. Sopwith and myself left for Grantham just before
lunch, and arrived with nearly an hour to wait for the train which
was speeding Harry down from Scotland. The station was closed to
the public and only R.A.F. cadets were allowed on the opposite
platform. The station-master was most charming, and had arranged
for Harry to meet me in his own little room on the platform.
While on board H.M.S. Revenge, Harry sent the following
message, via Aberdeen, at 10.35 p.m. on Sunday, May 25th:
“My machine stopped owing to the water-filter in the
feed-pipe from the radiator to the water-cock being
 blocked up with refuse, such as solder and the like,
shaking loose in the radiator. It was no fault of the motor
[Rolls-Royce]. The motor ran absolutely perfectly from
start to finish, even when all the water had boiled away. I
had no trouble in landing in the sea. We were picked up
by the tramp ship Mary, after being in the water 1½
hours. We are going to London from Thurso at 2 p.m. on
Monday, arriving in London between 7 and 8 p.m. on
Tuesday.”
The above message constituted the first public account as to the
cause of the failure.
To Harry, on the Revenge, Provost MacKay, of Thurso, sent the
following message:
“The people of Thurso heartily rejoice over your and
Mackenzie-Grieve’s safety, which is surely as wonderful as
your pluck. May I have the pleasure of meeting you and
any others at Scrabster (Port of Thurso) to-morrow and
providing luncheon before the departure of the afternoon
train or of assisting you in any way?”
The progress of Harry and Grieve to London was nothing short of
triumphal and an experience in itself, apart from the actual flight
accomplished. After leaving Thurso, at Bonar Bridge station they met
with a rousing reception. The people there had turned out en masse,
and two pipers, McBain and Macdonald, played soul-stirring strains
while the crowd cheered and cheered again. As the train stopped,
the folks swarmed round the carriage door and Harry and Grieve
shook hands with as many as possible. There were several telegrams
awaiting them at this remote little station, an augury of what they
might expect nearer home. They took in a tea-basket here.
At Tain the excitement took a similar form. Here a council meeting
was specially adjourned, and the councillors proceeded to the station
to meet the train. Provost Maitland delivered a brief congratulatory
message. Harry’s radiant smile thoroughly captivated the people,
who cheered to the echo as the train passed out.
Similar expressions of the public joy occurred at every station
between Thurso and Inverness. At Brora most of the population,
including the school-children, were on the platform, and loud cheers
greeted the arrival and departure. At Invergordon the crowds on
both sides of the train were particularly large, and unbounded
enthusiasm prevailed. At Alness they were acclaimed by pipers, amid
cheers. At Dingwall and Beauly similar warm-hearted acclamations
were offered.
At several places en route ladies offered bouquets, and by the
time the train reached Inverness Harry’s compartment was rich in
the perfume of the lily of the valley.
There were many incidents of human interest on the journey. At
one point far up North Harry noticed a woman and her two kiddies
waving at the train from the door of a crofter’s cottage on the
hillside. He and Grieve both responded by waving their
handkerchiefs until they were out of sight. At some of the stations
children came shyly forward to shake hands and say, “Good luck.”
Some were more bold, and said, “You will do it yet.” Harry was
completely won by the warmth of the Highland welcome, and
remarked later, “What fine people!”
As the train came over the bridge into Inverness, the siren of a
vessel in harbour heralded their arrival. The station and the vicinity
were occupied by enormous crowds, and it was with the utmost
difficulty that Harry and Grieve were able to get, or rather be got, to
the Station Hotel. Speaking from the main staircase of the hotel,
Provost Macdonald, on behalf of the people of Inverness, said:
“We congratulate you very heartily on your brave
attempt to cross the Atlantic and more particularly on the
marvellous escape you have had. In 1913, when you, Mr.
Hawker, passed Inverness, you did not give us much of a
chance of welcoming you, but we now have the chance,
 and give you a real Highland welcome. We are delighted
to see you, and to congratulate you on your wonderful
attempt to cross the Atlantic. We are glad to know that
you live to fly another day, and I hope that before long
you will win that great prize offered by the Daily Mail. The
proprietors of that newspaper have done a generous and
patriotic action in stimulating aviation—one that deserves
the congratulations of the whole country. We are all
delighted to have you and Commander Grieve with us. I
hope that after you have had a needed rest you will have
another try at the Transatlantic flight, and, if you do, you
will have the best wishes of the people of Inverness that
your second attempt will be successful. I call for three
cheers for Mr. Hawker and Commander Grieve, and three
more for Mrs. Hawker, who has never lost faith in her
husband’s safety.”
When the cheers had subsided, Harry said:
“I can assure you I feel very embarrassed under the
present conditions. I cannot help feeling in a sort of way
that I am here under false pretences in so far as I am not
so good as people think I am. The risk I ran was not so
great as people think it was. It was a perfectly
straightforward thing, and not at all an attempt of the do-
or-die order.” (Amid cheers, somebody shouted, “You’re
too modest!”) “Under ordinary conditions, there are
hundreds of ships in the Atlantic without wireless, and one
might be picked up and be there for a fortnight without
anybody knowing about it. There was practically no risk at
all. I thank you very much indeed for your warm welcome
and your good wishes.”
Grieve was also called on for a “speech,” and said:
“I can only echo Mr. Hawker’s words. I deeply
appreciate your great and enthusiastic welcome, as I am a
Scotsman myself.”
 They were both called on to make a brief speech from the balcony
of the hotel as well. After supping with Provost Macdonald, they
entrained for Edinburgh and London.
In the small hours of the night, even at tiny stations, there were
little groups of people eager to catch a glimpse of the train as it
passed through, and long after Harry and Grieve were enjoying a
sleep they were passing stations where the train halted to the
accompaniment of bagpipes.
Perth was reached at 5 a.m., when one would have thought
everybody there would be fast asleep. But this was not so. The
people were there in thousands to cheer and watch the heroes of
the hour for a few moments. A bouquet was presented and, in
acknowledging it, Harry mentioned that he had had an excellent
sleep from Inverness and was feeling very fit.
As for the reception at Edinburgh, I cannot do better than
reproduce the account given by the Evening News (London):
“... At Edinburgh, which has grown accustomed to the
visits of the great, there were the same scenes. The
station platform was crowded by 8 o’clock and there was a
strong force of police on duty to keep the way clear for
passengers. When the train steamed in there was a great
murmur of excitement and craning of necks. Hawker was
at once surrounded by all kinds of official and unofficial
admirers. It was really marvellous, the number of solemn
officials who found it their duty to be very near Hawker as
he came down the platform. The cheers grew and grew till
the whole station echoed with them. Suddenly there was a
rush through the barrier, and before the police realised
what was happening Hawker was raised shoulder high and
carried, smiling and a bit unstable, through the clamorous
crowds. It was an extraordinary scene of fervour and
welcome. Then he disappeared into the Station Hotel for
breakfast. The same desire to see and acclaim the hero
was there, though it was more discreetly veiled, as
becomes a great hotel. It was wonderful, the number of
people who had left their newspaper and their
handkerchief in the dining-room and in the hall.
“I had a few words with Hawker in the hotel. I found
him looking the very picture of health, bright and youthful
—as one could hardly believe after his journey into the
Atlantic and across Scotland. He told me that already he
had given the whole story of the flight. He talked with the
greatest enthusiasm of his journey through Scotland. ‘You
would hardly believe,’ he said, ‘how kind and appreciative
they have been the whole way down. It has absolutely
astonished me.’ I asked him whether he thought he would
ever try the Atlantic again. One might have expected a
very emphatic negative to such a suggestion, but all
Hawker could say was, ‘I don’t know.’ He said it depended
on the Sopwith firm, seeming to suggest that his own
personal experiences and tastes were rather unimportant
things.
“Commander Grieve does not look quite so fit as
Hawker. I thought he looked a bit tired and strained, but
the journey from Thurso would do that, even if he had not
done before it the biggest feat in navigation the world has
known since Columbus. When the train left at 10 o’clock
there was a repetition of the scenes of arrival, only with a
bigger crowd.
“Every corner of stair and platform and bridge where
one could get a glimpse of Hawker and Grieve was
crammed to the utmost. There was wild cheering and the
police were busy. The two dived quickly into the Pullman
as if a bit embarrassed with all this excitement; but, after
many requests, appeared at the carriage door to be
photographed. In a moment the train was away, and
Edinburgh set to talking about the magnificent young
 heroes, and to-night will read of the acclamations all down
the line.”
At Newcastle, some hundreds of people were on the platform
when the train steamed in, and Harry and Grieve met with a great
reception. The Lord Mayor and Sheriff (Mr. Cole), who were
accompanied by other members of the Corporation, and Mr. Herbert
Shaw, representing the Chamber of Commerce, congratulated them
on their escape and wished them better luck next time. The Lord
Mayor presented each of them with a volume of views of Newcastle
and a case of cigarettes as a souvenir of the occasion.
After thanking the Lord Mayor, Harry held a miniature reception by
shaking hands with some hundreds of people who passed in front of
his carriage door.
In acknowledgement of their great welcome to him, Harry
addressed the following message to Scotsmen, through the medium
of the Press:
“I am deeply touched by all the marks of respect that
have been shown to me, and particularly by the kindness
and sympathy displayed towards my wife during a week
that must have been a severe trial to her. Only the
kindness shown to her could have enabled her to get
through that trial.
“As for myself, I am simply overwhelmed by the warmth
of the greeting showered on me everywhere since first I
touched British soil on Sunday last. I shall remember it to
my dying day. It almost makes me feel that it was worth
while failing to have such an ovation as has been
accorded to us. Certainly I am convinced that the public
display of appreciation more than repays me for anything
I have gone through, and convinces me that the attempt
to cross the Atlantic was well worth while.
“I am not discouraged in the least by what has taken
place, and I have not abandoned the idea of crossing the
 Atlantic. What I shall do is a matter for discussion with my
friends and backers, but I am far from being out of the
race.
“I have nothing to say about the criticisms of those who
think the attempt under the conditions then prevailing was
foolhardy, save to say that I do not regret anything I have
done, and that under similar circumstances I should act in
the same way. The attempt was well worth making, and it
had to be made, for there was a danger of the honour of
being first across the Atlantic being wrested from the old
country. Someone else may succeed where I failed, but I
hope that, whoever does succeed, the honour will rest
with Britain.
“I may say I have been loyally backed up by my wife;
and when a man embarks on an adventure of this kind the
spirit in which it is taken by his wife counts for a great
deal. She has been splendid through it all, and what credit
there is for what has been achieved is hers as much as
mine.”
Commander Grieve’s message ran:
“I can only say ‘ditto’ to Harry Hawker. I have been
deeply touched indeed by the kindly interest taken in our
flight and the disappointment of failure is easily forgotten
in the warmth of the welcome given us. It was a fine
stunt, well worth attempting, and, like Hawker, I have no
regrets. I am more than ever convinced that the Atlantic
can be crossed, and I am ready to try again when
circumstances permit of the battle being renewed under
more favourable conditions. Next time we ought to
succeed, but if somebody gets in before us we can only
say ‘Good luck to you.’ Everybody has been splendid in
connection with our flight.”
 A SOUVENIR OF THE FIRST TRANS-ATLANTIC AIR MAIL.
[Facing p. 264.

At Darlington the welcome was magnificent. Hundreds of people

were congregated on the platform, and as the train—15 minutes
overdue—steamed in, loud cheers were raised and cries of welcome
greeted them. Harry came to the carriage door, and his bronzed face
was the signal for renewed hurrahs. The crowd surged round the
door to shake Harry by the hand. Smilingly he responded by gripping
as many hands as possible. As the train left the station cheers were
renewed, rattles sounded, and hooters and whistles were blown.
 At York, the Scotch express was twenty minutes behind time, and
for over half-an-hour before the scheduled time a crowd had been
steadily assembling on the platform. Lord Knaresborough (Chairman
of the North-Eastern Railway) was among those present, and he
subsequently travelled on the train to London. The Sheriff of York
(Alderman C. W. Shipley) was also present.
When the train ultimately drew up at York station, shortly after
three o’clock, a rousing cheer went up. The police found it
impossible to restrain the crowds from surging up to the fore part of
the train where Harry and Grieve occupied a first-class compartment.
They swarmed round the door, crowded on the footboards and on
the coaches, and cheered themselves hoarse. Aided by the railway
police, Mr. T. C. Humphries, the station-master, was able to reach
Harry’s compartment and hand in some telegrams, including the
Royal Command to Buckingham Palace. For some minutes Grieve
held the door while Harry was busy with replies to telegrams; then
he, too, appeared. There was a fresh outburst of cheers. Describing
the scene, the Yorkshire Post said:
“... He looked well-bronzed, wonderfully fit, and smiled
genially in acknowledgment of a fresh outburst of cheers.
For the convenience of a group of photographers, who
were poised on a pile of baggage, Mr. Hawker pleasantly
raised his head and leaned forward. The cheering was
continuous, and both Mr. Hawker and his navigator
seemed particularly interested in a portion of the crowd
who, failing to see from the platform, had climbed to the
roof of a train on an adjoining platform, swarmed over the
tender and cab, and along the footplate of a locomotive,
while the more nimble juniors had clambered to the
under-girders and lattice-bracing of the station roof.
“Mr. Hawker did not attempt to make a speech, though
encouraged by the crowd to do so. He was also appealed
to by autograph hunters, several of whom vainly waved
their albums from the densest part of the crowd. Some
 Australian soldiers, not to be denied, forced their way
through the crowd and grasped the hand of their fellow-
countryman, congratulating him with characteristic
warmth and vigour. When the train, after ten minutes’
stay, was restarted, a perfect forest of hands was thrust
towards the carriage, and as his coach slowly passed
forward Mr. Hawker grasped such as were within reach. It
was a royal reception from a crowd moved to the highest
pitch of enthusiasm, and their deafening cheers
completely drowned the noise of the escaping steam as
the powerful train moved on its southbound journey.”
Harry’s next stop would be at Grantham, where he expected to
meet me.
At last the train came in, and there seemed to be an awful scuttle
outside. Then Harry literally fell into the little room where I was
waiting. He just said the sweetest and most wonderful thing I could
ever hear, and added, just as the people started to crush in, “Don’t
cry.”
Then we went back to the waiting train. Standing in the doorway
of the little room, we were faced by a veritable sea of cameras,
which I tried to count but could not.
We got into our carriage in comfort—the last comfort of the day—
and with an aeroplane as escort overhead, Harry and Grieve
triumphantly proceeded to King’s Cross, where a terrific reception
awaited them. As the train drew up at the platform, part of the
enormous crowd surged into our compartment. How they knew
which one was hard to tell. The civic reception party who were on
the platform to give official welcome to the heroes were completely
shattered, and I believe it must have been wonderful tactics which
allowed the official Mace-bearer to retain the mace in the face of
300 or so Australian soldiers who thought they needed it. Anyway,
the two adventurers were just carried out of the train and placed in
Harry’s big Sunbeam, which a few hundred Australians, not content
with towing, began to carry!
 Harry, by then worried as to what would happen to his car, with
about forty people up, and carried by hands which caught hold of
anything which projected, decided, in consideration of the welfare of
the car, to leave it, and he began literally to crawl out over the heads
of the people. Eventually he was saved through the offer of a ride in
tandem on a police officer’s horse. Later, this officer relinquished the
animal for Harry, who arrived at the Royal Aero Club in Clifford
Street in triumph and to receive more welcomes. Arrived there, and
once inside, Harry and Grieve had to stay. The crowds outside grew
bigger and denser instead of the reverse. Mr. Sopwith and others,
from the balcony, tried to persuade them to disperse by telling them
that further jubilation was not desirable and the aviators wanted rest
badly. But these efforts were of no, avail, probably because owing to
the tumult below the words passed unheard rather than unheeded.
However, a little strategy, a side door, and about ten mounted
police who kept close to the car until it had gathered up enough
speed to keep people from jumping on, combined to facilitate an
escape, and, having parted from Grieve at the Club, we were
speeding off for Kingston.
The employees of the Sopwith firm had organised a special
entertainment in the grounds of the Ham works, and Harry had
promised to be there. But when he arrived all seemed to be in a
state of chaos. A singer stopped singing in the middle of a word, and
the whole audience rose as one man and seemed to engulf Harry. It
must be a very strange and wonderful experience, even although it
last but a few days, to be continually the centre of a demonstrative
crowd. Crowds waiting to see you leave your house; more crowds
waiting at your destination. It can only be the very few who remain
unspoiled by such ovations.
After having thoroughly broken up the proceedings at Ham, for
which all the artistes who had not yet appeared were probably
thankful, our party proceeded to Kingston in the car of honour,
towed at a run for about two miles by the Sopwith people. At
Kingston an impromptu supper was given to all and sundry by Mr.
and Mrs. Sopwith.
At about 11.45 we all left for Hook, as I had promised the people
in the village they should get their welcome in some time during the
evening. Although it was about midnight when we reached our
home, the crowds around were far more than the population of
which Hook could boast. Here, as our car turned into the gate, Harry
was greeted by a fine set-piece which emblazoned the words,
“Welcome Home!”; and this was followed by a long and wonderful
display of fireworks, arranged by the men at the Sopwith Works and
executed by Messrs. Brock.
More speeches and thanks returned and then to bed, after what
must have been a day which few men have experienced; especially
as I know all the welcomes and demonstrations were unexpected by
Harry, who, having failed to do what he set out to do, had thought
of creeping home and getting to work on another machine as quickly
and with as little fuss as possible, with a view to making a fresh
start.
 CHAPTER XVIII
AFTER THE ATLANTIC ATTEMPT
Harry and Grieve Receive a Royal Command—The King and Queen
and Prince Albert Hear their Story—The Air Force Cross—Comedy
of a Silk Hat—A Cheque for £5,000—Is Nearly Lost—The Daily Mail
Luncheon—General Seely Delivers Official Congratulations—Harry
Replies—And Grieve—Tributes to Lord Northcliffe—Another
Luncheon, also at the Savoy, on the Following Day—Royal Aero
Club as Host—An Appropriate Menu—The Derelict Atlantic is
Recovered—Harry is Pleased.
 CHAPTER XVIII
The vigorous expressions of public joy and enthusiasm evinced on
Harry’s arrival in London on Tuesday evening had by no means
abated by the following morning, when Harry and Grieve were to
attend at Buckingham Palace in response to a command telegram
from the King. The appointed hour was 10.30, and before that time
many hundreds were gathered near the gates, around the Victoria
Memorial, and in the Mall. A Times correspondent’s account read:
“Most of the crowd clustered round the main gates to
the Palace. They were expecting the visitors to enter that
way, and were looking for two young men dressed in the
easy garb which had proved singularly appropriate for
arrival at King’s Cross. Under this delusion they paid no
attention to two solemn men who drove up in a Rolls-
Royce car about 10.20 through the other gateway and
were admitted into the Palace. The solemn man in
morning coat and silk hat was Mr. Hawker, and his equally
solemn companion in naval uniform was Commander
Grieve.
“The error had been realised when the airmen left the
Palace about an hour later, and the crowd, now to be
numbered in thousands, seemed resolved to make up for
lost time. Without his hat, as he first appeared, Mr.
Hawker was quickly recognised, and the cheers rang out
in a moment. There was a rush to approach nearer the
gates, but mounted policemen kept back the crowd. Girls
waved their handkerchiefs, men their hats, and all
shouted as loudly as they could.”
It was shortly before 10.30 when Harry and Grieve arrived at
Buckingham Palace in response to the Royal telegram which had
reached them during their southward journey of the previous day.
They were received by the King, who in congratulating them and
bestowing upon them the Air Force Cross, spoke in high terms of
their attempt to make the crossing when the weather conditions
were not entirely favourable. A few moments later the Queen and
Prince Albert joined His Majesty to listen to Harry’s and Grieve’s
accounts of their experiences. The conversation was informal, and
Harry and Grieve were entirely at ease. The King asked many
questions about the flight, and was particularly interested in
Commander Grieve’s methods of navigating when among the clouds.
Harry said afterwards, “The King was as much interested in the
scientific attainments of the flight as in anything concerning the
adventure. He also questioned us closely upon the personal aspect
of the trip, and was deeply interested in the description of our
experiences and impressions. We were with Their Majesties about
twenty minutes, and when we left, the King and Queen again shook
hands most cordially with us.”
On May 29th, after the visit to Buckingham Palace, Harry and
Grieve were entertained to luncheon by the Daily Mail at the Savoy
Hotel. Outside the hotel crowds of enthusiasts cheered them in
appreciation of the high honours conferred at Buckingham Palace by
the King earlier in the day.
In the absence of Viscount Northcliffe, who was unable to be
present owing to an impending operation on his throat, Mr. Marlowe,
chairman of the Associated Newspapers, Ltd., and Editor of the Daily
Mail, received the large and distinguished company of guests.
Harry sat on the right of Mr. Marlowe, on whose left was Grieve,
while the only lady present, myself, was honoured by the presence
of the Lord Chancellor on my left and the Air Minister on my right.
Among others present were:
Lord Inverclyde, Lord Morris, Lord Londonderry, Major-General Sir
F. Sykes, Admiral Sir Edward Seymour, Mr. Cecil Harmsworth (Under-
Secretary for Foreign Affairs), Mr. Andrew Fisher, Sir W. A. Robinson,
Sir Edgar Bowring, Sir Joseph Cook, Mr. John Walter, Sheriff Banister
Fletcher, Sir Arthur Stanley, Sir George Sutton, Sir Campbell Stuart,
Sir Marcus Samuel, Sir William Sutherland, Sir Howard Frank, Sir
Jesse Boot, Sir Thomas Roydon, Sir George Frampton, Sir Squire
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