The Norfolk Virginian. [volume] (Norfolk, Va.) 186?-189?, 1896-06-16

Il eTlnS aSneS.
The magnificent mausoleums lining
the Via Appia OF Ancient Rome. the
wondrous beauty of the Street OF Tombs
OF Pompeii, the marvellous solidity OF
| the Castle OF Saint Angelic. erected as
the sepulchre OF the Emperor Trajan,
the grand cathedrals of medieval times.
the glories OF Westminster Abbey, all
attest that man will ever vie with man
in perpetuating in art the memory of
| those who have received and obeyed
their final summons.
But we are not here this afternoon to
pay tribute and honor to the memory OF
| those whose fame will go laundering
down the ages on account of great deeds
done and high positions attained.
| We are rather here to pay honor and
| loving tribute to our own departed ones.
! who, though they may not have been
what the world would call famous, yet
| we know that they had hearts that
| throbbed with the hot heat of love and
| charity, that they were ever ready to
shield the weak and succor the needy,
and we are here to write their faults. IL
| any they had, upon the sands OF the
! ocean and to embla2on their virtues
| upon the tablets of love and memory.
In your simple and unostentatious
way you have reared over their last rest
! ing place the figure of an IIlkSthe SYM
boil OF your glorious order, emblematic
| of brotherhood that knows no sect
no creed. no nationality; q union that
Is welded together by the imperisha BILE
bonds OF charity, justice, brotherly
love and fidelity: n body of men, who be-
lieve 'n doing unto others as you would
have others do unto you; comra des
who are seeking One and the same end
| through possibly diIeIgent paths, but
who all stand shoulder to shoulder in
| the great Fatherhood of God and the
| Brotherhood Of Man.
| There never was a river without its
| mists of gray.
| mists of gray
There never was a forest without Its
fallen leaf;
| And joy may walk beside US down the
wlndings of our way,
When 10, there sounds a footstep, and
| we meet the face of Grief"
In this journey OF life, at every turn
| of the road, we are constantly meeting
the face of Grief" Our friends and
| loved ones are stricken down and taken
| from us when we least expect It, And
| sometimes in our sorrow and our an
guish we. are almost led to feel with
Poe. when he said.
The angels, not half so happy In
Heaven,
Went envying her and me.
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And this was the reason that long ago.
In this kingdom by the sea,
"A wind blew out of cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee.
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her UP in q sepulchre,
In this Kingdom by the sea"
We all have our Annabel Lees in our
| warm and devoted loves and friana "a
and we must all bow our heads In hum
BILE submission to the Divine will. when
In the all-seelng wisdom of his ProvI-
dence, He takes back unto Himself, the
life he originally bestowed. For He
has accorded to us the beatlfic conso-
lation In the knowledge, that by proper
~ conducting our own lives, we will
all meet again in that heavenly land
beyond the silver clouds, from whence
there VIII be no more parting.
Let us, then, determine that we will
make the virtues of our deceased broth
ers our own. Let us firmly resolve that
we will practice to the end the eyerlast-
Ing and cardinal principles of our order
Charity, Justice, Brotherly Love, and
Fidelity. Those principles which are
written In indelible characters upon
the inner consciousness OF each of us
Let Us so live our lives. that when the
Angel of Death coming out Of the cloud
VI HiSht, uelNerS 10 us the summons
to appear before the final Judgment
seat, we may be able in all happiness
TO exciaim. as did the beautiful Peri:
Joy. joy, forever,
| My task is done;
| The gates are past,
And Heaven is won"
| During the Grafton, and just near II.
. close, the stand from which II was be
Ing delivered, and upon which all III,
participants in the ceremonies we,,
seated, crashed to the ground, but for
tunately no one was injured.
The fall of the stand necessltated n,
adjournment to the summer house o
the cemeteries, from the front porch O
which the exercises were resumed. Mr
Thomas j. McNulty. of Baltimore Lodge
singing the Psalms with marvellous ef
feet.
a solemn and impressive feature o
the ceremonies was the calling of tn
death roll OF the deceased members o
the lodge, by Mr.. j. A. Dalby. Past FIX
elted Ruler of Norfolk Lodge. AS eacI
name was called a buge sound was hear
in the distance. blown by the bugler q
the soldiers Home Band. The answe
to the roll call was made by Mr.. ]. w
Cherry, Exalted Ruler of the Lodge
I'm vain we call upon them. They hay
passed over the valley Of the shadow a
death The places that knew them Wi
know them no more. He that watche
over the destnies have them under hi
watchful care, and in the last great da