PRESIDENT JOSEPH E. CARDON

     As stated by Brother Hanson, I, too, feel honored to say a few words at the bier
of one that I have known all of my life.  I have known the Anderson family intimately.
We have labored together in various ways -- in business ways, and especially in our
church. And I can indorse heartily every word that has already been given here today.
They are a wonderful family. I could not conceive of a greater blessing that God could
bestow upon his sons and daughters than the blessings that have come to Brother and
Sister Anderson.  They are of the pioneers of this section.  Sister Anderson was born
here in 1866 and during that time she has devoted all her years, from youth to age, to
the good of the community in the rearing of her wonderful family, in comforting them,
in blessing them, and she has ever been willing that her devoted husband should give
his time and his talents and his all to the building up of the kingdom of God upon the
earth, and they have received the many blessings because of that, which have come so
generously to them.
     The mother of nine children -- what a glorious mission, the mission to which God
called his children.  Over thirty-six grandchildren, as stated by Brother Hanson.  Then
are no greater riches in the world than that.  It is the foundation upon which shall be
erected the future greatness and mortality of Brother and Sister Anderson. and that
includes God, in the Eternity.
     How well has the Father planned for us his children. How kind he has ever been
to us.  Above all else, for the restoration of the Gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ, which
is never again to be destroyed nor given to another people.  I have said in my prayers
to Him oftimes that I am most grateful for this blessing than all others that could come
in the world, that my good grandparents and parents came here in the pioneer days, my
mother crossing the plains pulling the handcart, to arrive with the first company to the
new land here, and that I inherited, to a small degree of course, the mighty faith which
they possessed.  I am grateful to the Almighty for this blessing.  We know what it means
We know what it has meant in mortality, and what it will mean as it endures throughout
all eternity, and that it will permit us to go back into the presence of our Heavenly
Father and dwell with him eternally.
     Sister Anderson was ever endowed with a faith that was divine to me.  I have never
heard a word of complaint coming from her lips or from her heart. She has been an
ardent worker in the church and the community, an officiator in the Temple of God for
so many years, a worker in the Primary and among the people of this ward, and her
home has ever been open with welcome to anyone who should call upon her for help and
comfort and consolation. She was a true mother, and mother to me has always been next
to God, next in the love and devotion which she so generously bestowed upon her
children.  The true mother never gives up.  Night and day, through sickness and health
she rises to give that sufferer needed help which is required, to her children and grand-
children, as long as life lasts and when I visited them in their home I could feel the
divine and wonderful spirit that often brought tears to my eyes.  I loved to go there and
to shake hands with them and converse with them upon the beautiful plans of the gospel
of the Lord Jesus Christ, and what the Father has done for us so generously.  The
philosophy of the gospel of Jesus Christ, I am grateful to say, has touched the hearts of
mankind in such a general way, I believe, as never before in this dispensation. They
have heard the teachings of the elders.  They have listened to the beautiful sacred music
that goes over the waves.  They have associated with many within the church, in a brief
way of course, and yet they have felt that it is something different. Notwithstanding
this cruel war which is raging so furiously over the earth, the Gospel is still being
taught in a most generous way, through the beautiful lives of our boys who are in the
service of our beloved country.  Just a word from Victor Hugo which to me is always so
beautiful.  "For half a century, " he says, "I have been writing my thoughts in prose and
in verse; history, philosophy, drama, romance, tradition, satire, ode and song; I have
tried all.  But I feel I have not said the thousandth part of what is in me.  When I go
down to the grave I can say like many others, I have finished my day's work, but I
cannot say I have finished my life.  My day's work will begin again the next morning.
The tomb is not a blind alley, it is a thoroughfare. It closes on the twilight, it opens
on the dawn. "
     With us as Latter-Day Saints, there is no death.  The spirit of Sister Anderson
lives as beautifully and hopefully as it ever did and she has gone home to that beautiful
place of rest, nearer the presence of God who sent her here for the wise and glorious
purpose for which she came.  The song which was so beautifully sung, "Oh My Father,
to me is the most wonderful verse rendered into music that ever was made; that is,
to me it tells the story of our pre-existence, of our earthly life, and a little of our
future life.  "When I leave this frail existence, when I lay this mortal by, father,
mother, may I meet you in your royal courts on high ? " To me it is beautiful. And
these children will meet mother.  She will be waiting.  She will welcome them with
outstretched arms and they will again have the presence of her enriched and sacred
life.
     I was just reading today the beautiful tribute that Brother Widstoe, who is with
us today, paid to his mother -- so beautiful, and every true son and every true
daughter could endorse that beautiful tribute paid to Mother Widstoe, in whose home
I played as a little boy with her children and whom I loved and adored for the mighty
sacrifices which she made for the love of Jesus Christ in her trek over the plains
and her desertion on the part of many because she valued the gospel and longed for
the mountains.  In conclusion may I read my sentiment to my mother, which, I am
sure, is applicable to the children of Sister Anderson:
	Sainted Mother -- at whose shrine I honor thy name today,
	And humbly bow at thy feet my homage and devotion to pay,
	Before no earthly king I bow, at no other shrine I kneel,
	My heart and soul are thine this day in expression of the love I feel.

	Nor only today but always and oft within my soul is a love divine
	For you, dear mother, who's done so much to curb this wondering soul of mine;
	To calm and bless as no other can, and smooth the ripples of life;
	Your serenity and poise are what I need to help combat the grilling strife.

	Just the touch of thy gentle hand, the heaven of thy smiling face,
	The love that I read in thine eyes, the joy of thy fond embrace,
	Spurs me on to greater heights to mount which I pray to do.
	And care indelibly on the topmost peak -- Mother ! I love and honor you.

     God bless Brother Anderson. I know he will feel of the heavenly spirit of his
devoted and blessed wife.  Bless the children and the grandchildren to the latest
generation and they can show no greater love to Mother Anderson, and Father Anders<
too, than to follow in her wonderful footsteps, which will lead them back into her
presence and into the presence of the Almighty God, for all of which I pray in the
name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

VOCAL SOLO BY CHARLES O. PETERSON; "GOING HOME. "

	Going Home, Going Home, I'm just going home.
	Quiet like some still day, I'm just going Home.
	It's not far, just close by, through an open door,
	Work all done, care laid by, going to fear no more.

	Mother's there, 'specting me. Father's waiting too.
	Lots of folk gathered there, all the friends I knew.
	All the friends I knew.
	Oh, oh, Fm going home.

	Nothing lost all is gained, no more fret or pain.
	No more stumbling on the way,
	No more longing for the day,
	Going to roam no more.

	Morning star lights the way, restless dream all gone.
	Shadows gone, break of day, real life just begun.
	There's no break, there's no end, just a living gone
	Wide awake  with a smile, going on and on.

	Going home, going home, I'm just going home.
	It's not far just close by, through an open door.
	I'm just going home.
	Going home.

APOSTLE JOHN A. WIDSTOE

My brethren and sisters, the news of Sister Anderson's departure to return to
her heavenly home reached me yesterday while I was attending conference in the
southern part of the state.  During the long journey back I have had occasion to review
the happenings and incidents of the many years since my family and I first became
acquainted with Brother and Sister Anderson.  I think the most distinct memory I
have of this faithful, devoted, honored, and honorable couple is in the temple.  They
had not been married long, I think, on that occasion.  They were in the full flush of
their young manhood and womanhood and they were officiating for the living and for
the dead in the temple on the hill above us.  That memory has remained with me
throughout life, and as the years have gone on I have learned to understand that the
work which they did in their youth was but a sample of that which they have done
throughout their lives.
     I know of no people more devoted to what is best in life than they. As we grow
older in life, we measure people by what they have done from their youth onward.
The young are inclined to look forward and not back, but as we .grow in understanding,
memories and thoughts help us look into the souls of the people whom we have known.
     It is not given to man to be perfect.   That belongs to another state of existence;
and perhaps even there we shall be forever striving for perfection.  But we can approach
perfection on this side of the grave; and when we remove the earthly covering and look
into the souls of men, we find many people who are approaching perfection -- often
humble people, often a forgotten group of people, who are really the finest and best
in all the world.  In that group approaching perfection, now for many years it has been
my privilege to place Brother and Sister Anderson. They have achieved much in a
business way, and in the things that men crave ordinarily; but if we lay such things
aside and look into the souls of these two people, we shall find that they stand' out among
those who are great in their natures.  That much I would like to say in tribute to
Sister Anderson, and to Brother Anderson also.  I cannot well think of one without the
other.  She may be .now operating in another kingdom; he is still with us here; but in my
mind they are yet as one. I know they will be as one throughout the eternities to come.
     As Brother Cardon said, there is no death. I would like to add that there is no
change in the gospel of Jesus Christ.  There is an eternal and heavenly intelligence
guiding us in this life.  Therein we are different from other people of the world.  Thing
happen; death may come, but we say to the world that through all the vicissitudes of
life there runs an overruling eternal purpose of Almighty God.  We cannot understand
all that happens, why some are born today, others fifty years ago, some in Utah,
other in Europe.  We only know that there is a purpose back of all the happenings of
life.  We cannot always understand these purposes.  It is not given to man to do so.
It is a great comfort to us to look at the world and all that pertains to it with that
conviction in our hearts that the purposes of God overshadow all things.
     Sister Anderson has been called home.  She has lived a long, splendid life.  You
have heard the tributes to her here today. I have added mine. She has gone home, as
has been sung here today.  She lived a long life, according to the law a nature, which
is God's law.  We could not expect to keep her here many more years.  She will go on
now on the other side, so I have faith, to help work out more completely the eternal
purposes in which she has been engaged throughout her life.
     Brother Cardon said there is no death. I want to add my testimony that in the
gospel there is no real death.  With us the word "death" has been eliminated.  We teach
that we are eternal, even before we come here upon this earth, that we had no beginning
but long before our birth on earth we lived in the vast eternities, indeed before the
earth was made.  We lived in that beginning with God, his spiritual children.  After
our earth career we shall likewise live on forever.  In the common terminology of the
Latter-day Saint church, we speak of death and birth, but there is no real death. We
are imperishable.  We cannot be destroyed.  We belong to the order of God.  We are
children of God, not made by him, but begotten by him.  We are his children.  We shall
live on forever.  So, there is no death.
     I brought with me here a few lines by one of our poets, which expresses what I
mean, written by Bulwer Lytton. All human intelligence feels that we live after death.
The poet, not of our faith, says:

	There is no death!  The stars go down
	To rise upon another shore.
	And bright in Heaven's jeweled crown
	They shine forever more.
	And, ever near us, though unseen
	The dear immortal spirits tread,
	For all the boundless universe
	Is life,  "There are no dead. "

     Now that is the lesson that has come down to us through the gospel of the Lord,
Jesus Christ, the Savior.  It is a comforting thought that we shall meet and associate
even as we have done upon earth.  Job's query,  "If a man dies, shall he live again ?"
has been answered.  Of course, he will live again, for he cannot die.
     But, we have this body in which our spirit resides, and that we lay down into the
grave.  It is very necessary for us to have a body.  The spirit has power, yes.  We
were spiritual beings before we came upon this earth. The body given us enables us
to be more completely in touch with all the elements that make up the great universe
around us.  The body is a tool, an instrument of power, if used properly.  We shall
use it in the resurrection in our eternal progress.
     The promise has been made that the body laid down in the grave will arise, be
perfected, cleansed, beautified, and in the case of this good woman, celestialized,
fit to live with the Gods.   It will be as was a piece of clothing to her on earth,  useful
to her in the eternal work she has to do.  We are assured by the Lord Jesus Christ
that our bodies will arise from their graves.  There will come a time when Sister
Anderson will receive her body. Then with other great souls she will progress
throughout eternal life.
     Do not misunderstand me. Without the body there is still the possibility of activity.
Sister Anderson is dead to us, but in the larger sense she is alive, for her spirit is
living.  Like all living beings, she can act, and serve until the day of the resurrection;
and, of course, be active thereafter.  We know a little about the spirit world.  It is
not far away, in some distant place, but the cloud which hangs before our eyes is
such that we cannot see it.  We see here only as through a darkened glass.  Mrs.
Anderson lived a busy life here. She will be assigned things to do in the spirit world.
I have the faith, my brethren and sisters, that those who are in the spirit world may
reach out their hands and touch us as we need help.  It is difficult to believe that those
who have passed beyond have no further power to help us. Of course, she will help
her children and grandchildren if they so order their lives that her influence can help
them.
     There is a mission which conforms to the eternal purpose of almighty God. No
one understands that better than Brother Anderson himself, who has been a life-long
teacher of the gospel of Jesus Christ.  The loss which you have sustained is in the
larger sense but a part of Sister Anderson's mission. And it is taught by the gospel
of Jesus Christ restored in this day by Joseph Smith, the prophet.
     Brigham Young told us about the spirit world. He says:

	"The brightness and glory of the next apartment is inexpressible. It is
	not encumbered so that when we advance in years we have to be stubbing along
	and be careful lest we fall down.  We see our youth, even, frequently stubbing
	their toes and falling down.  But yonder, how different!  They move with ease
	and like lightning.  If we want to visit Jerusalem, or this, that, or the other
	place -- and I presume we will be permitted if we desire -- there we are,
	looking at its streets.  If we want to behold Jerusalem as it was in the days of
	the Savior; or if we want to see the Garden of Eden as it was when created,
	there we are, and we see it as it existed spiritually, for it was created first
	spiritually and then temporally, and spiritually it still remains.  And when
	there we may behold the earth as at the dawn of creation, or we may visit
	any city we please that exists upon its surface. If we wish to understand how
	they are living here on these western islands, or in China, we are there; in
	fact, we are like the light of the morning, or, I will not say the electric fluid,
	but its operations on the wires.  God has revealed some little things, with
	regard to his movements and power, and the operation and motion of the
                lightning 	furnish a fine illustration of the ability of the Almighty.
	When we pass into the spirit world we shall possess a measure of his power.
	Here, we are continually troubled with ills and ailments of various kinds. In
	the spirit world we are free from all this and enjoy life, glory, and intelligence;
	and we have the Father to speak to us, Jesus to speak to us, and angels to
	speak to us, and we shall enjoy the society of the just and the pure who are in
	the spirit world until the resurrection. " (Discourses of Brigham Young,
	Edition of 1941,  pp. 380-81. )

     Sister Anderson was a very good -woman.  Her destiny is a glorious one.  It is
a glorious doctrine that we are judged by our works.  Let us all so live as to win a
place as she has done in the celestial kingdom of God.  Sister Anderson shall dwell
in the presence of God and his son Jesus Christ.  Read the vision in the Doctrine and
Covenants:
	"These shall dwell in the presence of God and his Christ forever and ever.
	"These are they whom he shall bring with him, when he shall come in the
		clouds of heaven to reign on the earth over his people.
	"These are they who shall have part in the first resurrection.
	"These are they who shall come forth in the resurrection of the just.
	"These are they who are come unto Mount Zion, and unto the city of the living
		God, the heavenly place, the holiest of all.
	"These are they who have come to an innumerable company of angels, to the
		general assembly and church of Enoch, and of the Firstborn.
	"These are they whose names are written in heaven, where God and Christ are
		the judge of all.
	"These are they who are just men made perfect through Jesus the mediator of
		the new covenant, who wrought out this perfect atonement through the
		shedding of his own blood.
	"These are they whose bodies are celestial, whose glory is that of the sun,
		even the glory of God, the highest of all, whose glory the sun of the
		firmament is written as being typical. " (Doctrine and Covenants 76:
		62-70.

     Paul the Apostle, understanding this, tried to explain it to his world, I think, when
he said, "Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man,
the things which God hath prepared for them that love him. " (1. Cor. 2:9) This
applies to Sister Anderson and all who live right.
     My mother loved her and I learned to understand her virtues. She has been taken
by divine decree from our earth; but she still lives. She has the power to help us
in the things we do.  May her family so live as to attain the celestial glory of God.
The family here assembled understand all this. I know they understand, and the
knowledge brings comfort into their hearts and souls. God bless them and bless us
all, and may we all who are living on earth follow in the footsteps of people like these,
Brother and Sister Anderson, whose souls are clean and pure and worthy of beings
in God' presence, I pray in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

BENEDICTION: SERGE B. BENSON

Our kind Father, we are truly grateful unto Thee for Thy spirit that has mingled
with us here this day, for the beautiful singing, the kind and inspiring -words that
have been spoken here, giving us a hope of a better life hereafter. We thank Thee
our Father for the life of this beautiful -woman and for the many beautiful things that
have been said about her. We know they are true -words, and -we pray that we may
be able to live better by having known her and having known the good things that she
has done.
     Will thou bless us that remain here upon the earth, that we may not always wait
until the beautiful things about one' life must be said at the bier but that we may
speak kind words to each other and about each other while we live, that we may have
and give to our fellow men some of the flowers of life while in the flesh.
     Bless those who are called to mourn, dear Brother Anderson, may he be blessed
and have the same authority that has been manifested to him so many times.  Bless
his children that they may surround him and comfort him, that they may remember
the life of their dear mother and practice at all times those things which she has
taught them.
     Bless us on the way to the cemetery that no harm or accident may befall us.  May
Thy presence attend us, that we may not forget the beautiful things of life and speak
the words which will bring happiness and joy to all.
     Dismiss us with Thy blessings, we humbly pray, in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen

POSTLUDE. AN ORGAN SOLO BY LILLIAN MORRELL

DEDICATION OF THE GRAVE; PRESIDENT JOSEPH B. DAINES

Our Father who art in heaven, we a few of Thy children are assembled here at
the brink of this grave for the purpose of dedicating this body and this spot of ground
unto Thee, a sister, one of Thy children, the wife and mother of the family of Brother
Anderson. We are thankful unto Thee for her life and for the blessings that we have
received through our association with her.  We dedicate this body. Heavenly Father,
that it might lie there in peace, undisturbed by the elements, that it may come forth
when Thou calls her home on the morning of the first resurrection, and we dedicate
all pertaining to the burial of this, our sister, that Thy blessings may be here, that
everything may remain undisturbed by the elements, that might be here, and be
preserved from evil and harm, that we may find solace and comfort in Thy presence
at this place of rest.  Grant that this spot of ground may be made holy and sacred to
the family of Brother Anderson that they may rejoice when meeting here considering
and thinking of the life of Sister Anderson.  May it be a place of comfort to them
throughout their lives.
     We do now dedicate this spot of ground, that it may be made holy, unto Thee, and
we do it, Heavenly Father, in Thy name, and in the name of Thy son, Jesus Christ,
Amen.