The Republican journal., 1904-06-23
ODD FELLOWS MEMORIAL SERVICE.


sunday forenoon on the occasion of the an.
nual memorial service of Waldo Lodge Of
odd Fellows. The lodge appeared in full
regalia to the number of 62 and had seats in
the body OF the church in front. The ser.
vice was as follows:
Organ prelude in A, Mendelssohp
Miss Edith Davidson.
Anthem, "NOt Dead, but Sleeping
Jacobs
Methodist Episcopal Church Choir.
ContraltO-Miss Ethel SavOry; Tenor
Mr.. Bert L. Davis; Basso-Mr. N. e.
Pettingill.
Gloria Patri,
hymn, "Faith of Our Fathers"
Congregation.
Prayer, m Rev. J. W. Hatch
B. l.. Davis.
Scripture lesson, Luke 10, (selections)
Otfertcry, "He Giveth His Beloved Sleep
Miss Davidson.
Soprano solo, "Jesus, Lover of My Soul"
Tours
Miss Cleora r. Haney.
Sermon, Rev. J. W. Hatch
Mr.. Hatch said, in part, that these SER
vices in memory of loved ones gone before
are illustrated in the case of the young wo-
man, an invalid, who papered the walls of
her room with letters received from friends
who had passed on to the higher life So
we may look back upon reminders of our
loved ones. Memorials are as old as time
itself. Some are in lofty columns of marble,
or the majestic arch with lofty inscriptions,
or in the simple pile of stones to mark the
place and recall the event; or perhaps a
faded flower between the leaves of some
precious book; or again an hour such as
this, given to recollection and the placing
| of flowers upon the graves. A custom so
universal must have its foundation in some
great law of life. That foundation is the
brotherhood of man. Of one blood has God
made all nations of the earth. Society lives
one vast life, of which each of US is part.
In every noble and sublime achievement we
are each sharels. Said the Athenian youth,
"The trophies of Miltiades will not let me
sleep" He spoke under the inspiration of
the great truth that those trophies were
won by his common humanity, and he
shared in the glory of them. The golden
| thread OF brotherhood runs through the
centuries, joining each of us with the noble
and glorious achievements. The sorrow
and woe OF one are the sorrow and woe of
us all. We are stung by the shame and
degradation resting upon any portion of
humanity. We suffer for the miasma of the
Indian jungles, starve with the savages of
the harvestless islands. We grow weak
with the abuse of the serfs of Russia The
far-otf volcano that buries great cities at
its foot casts its pitying dust over u.s. The
| sorrow and grief of the families in New
York and Brooklyn over the disaster to the
excursion steamer bring sorrow and grief
to every home in the land. No draft on the
great bank of human kindness is ever dis
honored. Whomsoever he be lying on the
road from I! erusalem to Jericho, weak with
wounds, is your brother and mine, and by
the token of his weakness and need has a
claim upon u.s. The bond of brotherhood
unites each of us to the vast whole Emer-
son says
"Man was made of common earth,
| Child and brother from his birth"
| You should feel yourself a part of the
wondrous whole, towards every part of
! which You should be good Samaritan, by
| sympathy for the bereaved and suffering,
| by encouraging the disheartened, by win
ming the erring back to the right life, by
caring for the sick and afflicted, by caring
| for the widow and orphan, and by inciting
each other to the highest ideals of life
Your hearts respond in brotherly sympathy
| for the ends for which your departed broth
ers struggled Their cause is your cause,
| their hope is your hope, as there is no way
in which you can express your esteem for
them better than by loyalty to the great
| principles so dear to them. We honor our
dead by being true men. The best Odd
Fellow is the one who gives the world the
best manhood. The elements of character
in your departed brothers which most in
spred you come to you with renewed force
to-day The great principles of Odd Eel
lowship stand out more distinctly and ap-
peal more strongly to your mind and heart
You, therefore, go forth from this service
stronger in your convictions of duty, with
deeper regard one for the other and with a
keener appreciation of the Importance of
i fitting the letter of Odd Fellowship to the
spirit of the same, and thus exemplifying
in daily life the great truths that God is
our father and all men our brothers.
The congregation sang 'Nearer, My God,
to Thee," Rev. j. W. Hatch pronounced the
| benediction and Miss Davidson played the
"Marche Funebre," by Mendelssohn, as the
/ postlude.
| The lodge was reinforced at the lodge
room after leaving the church, and Is men,
bers marched to Grove Cemetery, where
the usual memorial service was held. Pray
er was offered by Alton K. Braley, acting
Chaplain. The ritual memorial service was
performed by the Noble Grand, Eugene L.
| Cook, and the acting Chaplain. The music
was by a male quartette of members of the
order, Chas. E. Davis, N. G. Pettngill, John
Parker and Elbridge S. Pitcher
In Memory of Ex-Chief Justice Peters.
| At meeting of the Penobscot bar, held
| in Bangor Tuesday morning, June 18th