Arizona weekly journal-miner., 1902-12-10

cepted the sweet rule of love anC
 charity toward the living-with wha
 larger Christianity should we regarc
 the memories of the dead. Turn tC
 the Orient, whence countless lessons
 have been learned by scholars of tn,
 new world, and in the nation that fol
 centuries has lived and moved under
 the teachings of Confucius, we fnC
 reverence for the dead to be so strong
 a national trait that it is we'll nigh 3
 national passion. Confucius taught
 all the faults, infirmities and immo.
 ralities were to be forgotten and
 buried with the body. But that all
 the virtues and worthy deeds should
 be remembered and celebrated for all
 time, in order that the goodness as-
 cribed to the deceased should
 never die. The great fraternity
 which commentaries this day has,
 consciously or unconsciously, adopted
 the distinguishing feature of the
 Confucian doctrine, and summarizes
 it in the beautiful sentiment that when any brother shall be called to the spirit world, his faults are written upon the sands; his virtues upon the tablets of love and memory.
 The horizon of every human life is clouded by the shadow of death. The chilly mist which darkens with unchanging gloom the ultimate river, and which hovers over the destiny of every human being, has never lifted before the electric beauty of the morning sun, and it never will. It has never reflected tint or color of the setting sun, and it never will. It is not obscured by the tempest or yelled in the peaceful shades of star less night. It returns empty silence to hearts breaking in vain appeal to loved ones lost in its eternal soli- tudes. It holds its relentless vigil over the gates of that mysterious bourne whence no traveller ever re- turns. And in its measurable and for bidding oblivion, let the faults of our dead be lost and forgotten for time and eternity. And like the star that led to Jesus of Bthlehen, let us hope that the virtues of our brethren, shining radiantly above the darkness of the grave, have lighted them to the Nirvans of eternal repose.
 Since the last memorial service of this order, five of our brethren have the summons from eternity. Their names are called from the roll today, and no voice responds, yet as the familiar names fell from the lips of the secretary, the heart of every brother answered there" We have laid away the mortal remains of | Brother c. L. Martin, Brother G. R. Brother Alexander Cor diner, Brother Herbert W. Pentland and Brother Hugh Mathewson, but | we have enshrined their excellencies of manhood, their virtues and the loveliness of their souls in the inner temples of memory and affection. They had their faults, as all men do, but they have already been seat from the shifting sands of memory, and their virtues live as guides to our own advancement. They have left to us all that was good and pure and up lifting in their life-labor. May we not accept these graces, entwined in and ivy, as the inspiration of the day toward purification of our own lives toward the high goals of probity, mortality, and the prin ,iples of the great fraternity which says to us: "Se live, that when thy summons come to join the innumer- lble caravan, that moves to that mys- erious realm. where each shall take ais chamber in the silent halls of ieath, thou go not like the guilty dave at night, scourged to his dun yeon, but sustained and soothed by m unfaltering trust. approach thy grave like one ''wraps the drapery of lis couch about him and lies down O pleasant dreams"