The Worcester spy. [volume] (Worcester, Mass.) 1898-1904, 1901-12-09

| knowledge of immortality, without
which this memorial were but an emp
ty mockery, and words of eulogium or
coincidence as idle and Valueless as a
| puff of the shifting winds of heaven
across a snoW-clad Wlntry plains
With this assurance warming the
hearts of all and stirring afresh kim
bred memories of loves as ardent ana
genuine as ever, we sigh not for the
departed, never more to be, but sing
the paen of victory and triumph that
those we loved, and will forever love,
are immortal exempt from all muta-
TOMS of time and decay. From this
twilight world of bondage they have
| emerged upon a sphere illimitable-a
scene of activities intending.
Brother Elks, our absent brothers,
the departed of the past year, are now
looking down on this assemblage, hap
by that to them in their earthly pat
| tie had been allotted a part in secur-
| ing a completer recognition OF the
rights Of man. and adjuring us to con-
tinue the work they have laid down to
its final and perfect contamination, OF
world redeemed, in which there is
neither a physical or mental slave nor
a moral deformity.
MY friends--friends because you
were the intimate friends and loved
ones of my brothers of this honorable
OIuBI-l can utter tlO WI h0 tlittS wa
restore to you in this world the loved
and absent / can give you the as
surance that the deceased have at
tanned the blessed immortality of
earth's true heroes. Our brothers did
their duty. Look up and rejoice, for
they now reap their reward. In the
rich heritage stored up for you and
me in futurity is the interest we have
in those now secure forever from
RKrhn allied TO
by ties of kinshiD and close affection
or of fraternal regard.
Love was the pole star of their
lives. Love has abridged the abyssmal
chasm which yawns between time and
eternity, with a passageWay streWn
with fair flowers and tinted with the
auroral dawns and sapphire hues of
heaven. Their loves encircle us, and
their monitiOns and examples lead with
load-stone power up the rugged hills
of life to towering pinnacles of fairer
view and ampliied manhood.
when the trumpet shall at length
proclaim that time has ceased. when
the elements shall melt and be re-
solved into primal chaos, our brothers
shall endure. No storm of passion or
faction, no upheaval of the physical
universe. no unrest or revolutions Of
nations can ever mar the crown of
glory they have attained, or sully the
hero diadems which bedeck their brows
placed there by the Exalted Ruler of
all They have passed the crucial test
Of. life nobly and have received the
commentator, well done, good and
faithful servants"
Daily the tides of life go ebbing and
flowing beside them,
Thousands Of throbbing hearts where
theirs are at rest and forever;
Thousands of aching brains where
theirs no longer are busy;
Thousands of toiling hands where
theirs have ceased from their la
bors,
Thousands of weary feet where theirs
have completed their journey"
The Glee Club in Mendelssohn's
chorale from "Christus" filled the
theatre with richest melody. The
string quartet played "Traumeri,"
Schumann and Homeland, -" Buck,
given by the Glee Club. was the last
number.
The closing ceremonies, the singing
Of the doxology, the audience rising
and joining in Nearer, My God, to
Thee" was magnificent, adding to the
effect of the most impressive of all
memorial services.