The daily morning journal and courier., 1897-06-21
MONUMENT IS DEDICATED
MASONS HOLD IMPRESSIVE SER- VICES Ap EVERGREEN CEMETERY.

The members of Hiram Trumbull and Wooster lodges, A. F. and A. M, par ticipated in the dedication of a memo rial monument in Evergreen cemetery yesterday afternoon at 3 o'clock. The members met at the respective lodge rooms at 2:30 o'clock, Hiram lodge meeting Wooster and Trumbull lodges at Masonic hall, S7 Church street, where the procession was formed, headed by the Old Guard band. Two thousand interested spectators awaited the fra ternity at the monument where the ser vices were to be held.
 Shortly after 8 o'clock the exercises began with singing by the Temple quartet, consisting of Frank H. Maur- CT, Thomas H. Williams, Harry E. Hu- nie and Charles Uren, members of Hi ram lodge
 The invocation by Rev. Dr. Watson l.. Phillips was followed by a chant by the quartet. The presentation of the emblems was made by the masters of the three lodges participating in the ceremonies.
 The plumb was presented by John H. Pearce of Hiram, the square by A. c. Benedict of Trumbull and the level by Frederick M. Ward of Wooster. Dis- trict Deputy Master Samuel J. Bryant presented the trowel in the absence of Grand Master George A. Kies.
 Past Master Lucius P. Deming made the dedicatory. He said, in part:
 Brothers and Friends-We have met in this consecrated place, on this holy day. for a sacred purpose. We have brought with us from our several lodges the working tools of speculative mason- ", and having applied them to this stone and thus proved 1t to be good work, true work, and well adapted for the purpose intended, we have dedicat- ed the monument to its Masonic use.
 Death is so common; the battle for bread is so severe. We must have the names of even our loved ones cut in stone, or we, too, should forget. And so these monuments in this Gods acre tell mournful tales to those that placed them here of death. But monuments, if read aright are not suggestive of mournful memories. They are not to perpetuate names of men who are dead, but they perpetuate acts and deeds of men who shall never die, of principles for which men have lived and which are as eternal as the heavens them selves.
 This monument, which to-day we dedicate, is not dedicated to the dead but to the living; to men and principles which are immortal. And so 1t is that all monuments standing in graveyards or on broad highways or on battle fields where brave men who have fought against the wrong and for the right are sleeping; monuments which mark the footprints of an advancing world are all indexes and monuments of joy and not sorrow; of rejoicing and not of regret. And monuments are not erect ed to mark places of all mournful memories.
 "On a beautiful plain, by the side of q flowing river and in sight of a shim- mering sea stood the black tents of an Arab chief. A proud, ambitious fa- ther, a foolishly indulgent mother and two boys-one quiet, such as mothers S love, but designing, the other bold, gen. erous, unsuspicious, but brave and ready to avenge injuries.
 Trouble comes into the family The younger brother flies to escape the wrath of the elder. An unknown will derness in which there are no paths, opens it arms to hide the boy. Night unfolds its wings and shuts out the light of day but not the light of hope. The voices of the night speak to the boy of the dear home life now ended; of the possibilities of the future now begun. A stone is his pillow; the earth his bed. The stars glow above and reach down as if they would touch him; they weave themselves into lad der of glowing gems, and drop to his feet, and where the apex touches the sky the clouds roll away and through the radient doorway of heaven comes to the sleeper the glad words Where thou art I will be with thee' Joyful revelation; the darkness flies away, the glorious morning of rejoicing breaks and Jacob, the wanderer, piles the monument for future generations to read to God, the Protector.
 And then, after centuries had gone 1 by, a great host came up out of the wilderness and marched down the yer dant slope of a broad, deep river. Suf- fering had been their in the wilderness; they had escaped it's dangrs, but there was another river to cross. o how it's waters rushed on to the sea, but the million feet never faltered; never stop- pedfff on they go, down the bank into the river-No. The waters held by om- nipotent hand cease to flow; they part; they pile up on the right and flow away to the sea on the left, and the river and there on the palm shaded plain of Jerico, with shout of joy and smoking sacrifices they pile the mon- ument which tells to generations yet unborn that God the Protector is also God the faithful leader, and that, al- though the wilderness is full of bleach ing bones He is leading the people on and up.
 i Brothers we dedicate our monument to the memory of faithful laborers Not to men dead, but to men living. Not to principles as ephemeral as the flowers with which we crown our graves but to principles which were in l the beginning. for which men have lived, which We have gathered into the great organization which men call ma sorry. and which are as enduring as | the throne of the eternal God Himself. |" i The Rev. Dr. Phelps offered the dedi- catory prayer after which the Craft '