Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1895-06-01
pied ii. with Immortality

CESeu ny PlanItn8 In our hearts that
! celestial hope. of Immortality.
The flowers and trees the inani
mate rocks and mountains, the uni
verse of worlds, confirm it.
All nature and natures law confirm
it. Man himself, in the last agonizing.
struggle confirms it, and has robbed
the grave of its prey and death of it's
victory. Then permit. not the thought
of death to disturb the mind; let not
its coldand clammy touch freeze the
soul with horror, or burn the cheek
with scalding tears; for in the chalice.
pressed upon our unwilling lips there
is not the wine of oblivion, or eternal
silence, but the golden nectar of peace
and imm ortality!
Drink deep to death, drink to the.
dregs, for in that draught is life here-
after--hfe through long, bright cons
of endless glory! Our Brothers, who
sleep upon yonder hill, have solved
the problem of existence, and impelled
by the ties Of our Order, we come to
honor their memory and to receive
an inspiration that will make of each
better citizen.
Some have slept in the grave SO
long that the world has forgotten
their names and some have so recent
ly been laid to rest that the gentle
touch Of time has not healed the
wounded hearts, still grieving for
the loss.
They walked this earth as we walk
it; suffered as we suffer-; were made
glad as we are gladdened; loved as we
love; hated as we hate, and were con
trolled by the same sentiments that
control us. Born to the same hertz
age of death to which we were born,
their footsteps were gnided by the
same star of Hope that sheds it's
light along our pathway.
Affected by the same passions that
affect or master us, they sought the
strength to resist and the power to
overcome those passions in the grasp
of Friendship, protected by the man
tie of Love, kneeling at the high and
sacred alter Of Truth.
Subject to death as we are, they
stood by the couch of. those they
loved, and with broken, whispered
words of endearment, sought to soft
en- the pangs. of death; Consigned the
| forms of their loved dead with bur.
dened hearts to the grave; have list
| ened to the same broken, whispered
words of endearment, and when too
weak to, speak have assured us that
all was well by the responsive pres
sure of the band. -
AS Odd Fellows, they subscribed
to the same articles Of faith beneath
which our names are written. They
believed not that death put a period
to existence; that the all of man was
forever to be imprisoned in the cold
and narrow walls of the gave, it's
prisoner through the countless ages
of eternity.
With the same hopes and aspira-
tons that animate our lives, the strug.
gled along the same pathway we are
travelling, now frightened by the
light OF happiness or dsrkened by the
night-of sorrow, now elated by sue :
cess or detected by failure, now dis
torted by pain or surfelted with pleas
ure, with the same power to enjoy
| and weakness to suffer that we pos
sess.
Lite at it's longest is but narrow
span, and only "a line marks the
boundary between the "now" and
the hereafter. The forms sleeping in
yonder graveyard heed not and care
not for our simple rites. We Gun
neither harm nor comfort them by
any act Of ours. The lessons of this
day are for us, the living, and it's I'm
SEPARATION is for us while living. If
no good comes from this hour, dedi
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