The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-03-05

Esteemed Leading Knight: Ben 2. orsii. Clarence N. Jones. Acting Esteemsd Loyal Knight.
 Eloquent Euloey by lGr. lGsssing.
 After the preilminaries of the ritualistic service. Rabbi A. !. Messing. of the Jewish synagogue, as Chaplain of the lodge of Elks delivered the following eloquent euloGy:
 Brother Elks-when one whom we hold dear has reached the end Of life and laid its burden down. itis but natural for us. his brothers. to pay the tribute of respect and love. to tell his virtues, to express our sense of loss and to speak above the scuiptursd clay some word of hope.
 But In the face of such an unusual calamity as this, the tongue stammers, the lips falter. and the mind h stag gered in an attempt to understand. At the dawn and Icradlo of a great career. In the flush and glory of success. with senses keen and mind 'undimmed, in an instant. our comrade passed from happt- ness and health to the realm of perfect peace. Yet ere he sank beneath the foaming surge our hero made q last supreme sacrifice. and now he sleeps side by side with the little brother whom he tried to shield even in death.
 '.Aen unapt to weep" are smitten by the pathos of that courage we commence rate. yet they smile also with exalted hope as they lay upon this soldiers sepulchre the chaplets 'of their homage. For this brother of ours has shown once more of what quality is incorrigible man. hood. in what substance root the memo ries- that last. He was one whom Winkelreid and Raleigh. Cambonne and William of Orange would know at sight. He was of that time-endnring breed that has made Axincourt and Naseby. Quebec and Lucknow of immortal story. He was comrade. to the Marylanders, who guard ed the retreat at Long Island. to the men who passed the Delaware, who served the guns at Princeton, who soaked the sod of the peach orchard. who ran . singing through the tide at Manila. who held Guantanamo. True man is ad- mitted to the fellowship ot heroes by the equality and peerage of his supreme deds.
 'tBut for us, who were bound to him by the fraternal ties of Elkdom, his good ness eclipses his greatness. and we re- member now only the love we bear his name. To us he was always true blue'' and as in grief we assemble about his tomb we can all say sincerely, ferven.ly. tenderiy, Many. many friends have we known in the journey of life. and we have clasped the hands of many that we loved: but never have we clasped the hand of better, truer more .unselfish friend than he who lies before us clothed in the perfect peace of death. He loved us living and we love him now" You. my brothers. l can comfort in >this last sad hour of separation. But how can speak to the father and mother. the sisters and brothers. who stand with breaking hearts about the grave of little Tom and his hero brother Our tears fall with theirs We wish that 1t were possible for us to make their burden easier to bear.
 "As we consign to earth the little cof. fin that tells of an existence begun and ended without a stain. let us breathe a prayer.
 Go to thy rest, fair child, Go to thy dreamiess bed. While yet 30 gentle. undecided. With blessings on thy head" "As we lower the other, come, my brother Elks. weep over that mournful immortality we give to heroes. Draw near. ye intrepid warrior spirits his conn rades in the army. who pursue with such | ardor the career of glory. Who was more worthy to command you? And in whom did you find command more hon. orable? Mourn, then. your great Cap tain, and, weeping. say. Here is the man that led us through all hazards. and. 10, in his silence his very name spells Victory -,:a t-,---. ."~- Dead, dead yet he speaketh. The hero is moving in triumphal march. mightier than when alive. The city rises up at every step of his coming. Your sorrow. O comrades. Is his peace; your folded flags, your measured march, sound triumph in his ears.
 Pass on. thou that hast overcome. Not thine the sorrow but ours, O sainted soul Thou hast entered the Promised Land, while we are yet on the march. To us remains the rocking of tho deep tha storm upon the land. days of duty. nights of watching, but thou are sphered high above all darkness and fear, beyond all sorrow and weakness. Thou standest among the elect. Around thee the men who have ennobled life in every age. Kingly art thou. with glory on thy brow like a diadem. And joy Is upon thee forevermore.
 Fleet foot on the correi. Aa Sage counsel in cumber. sf, Red hand in the foray. T. How sound Is thy slumber; Like the dew on the mountain Like the foam on the river; Like the bubble on the fountain Thou art gone and forever A pathetic and touching incident of the ritualistic service was the calling three times of the name of Captain AL len by the Secretary of the Lodge, and a response by an officer that his brother answered not.
 The Eiks threw leaves of amaranth and ivy into the open grave as 1t was be- ing covered and their ritual was con- cluded by the singing of Nearer, My God. to Thee"
 After benedicticn. a detachment of the Montgomery True Blues. of which company Captain Allen was commander. fired three volieys over the newiy-made grave. and taps" the requiem of the soldier, was sounded.
 The following gentlemen served as Captain Aliens active pall-bearers: W. W. Seay c. E. Cook, T. H. Collier, Bry- ant Goodc, T. F. Leak, Jr.. T. H. Hew- lett, Jr.
 The following were the honorary pali- bearers: Noble J. Wiley. Walter Bras sell, rid Goode, Merritt Vand.ver and Tolful Stewart.
 The following boys were the pall-bear- CTS of Master Tom Allen: Fl AdamI, William Ray. John Sanford, Sam Jones' George Miles and William Tatum.
 The floral designs upon both caskets and upon both of the graves were nu-
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