Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-12-02
ELKS MEMORIAL
Pol's Theater Was Filled to
 Oyerilowins Last Night.

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 ial services of Waterbury lodge of Elks last evening and filed to over . flowing was Polls theater by those who came to witness and participate Fin the ceremonies. Perhaps it will not be too much exaggeraticn to say, and it will not detract in any manner from the work of other and similar committes, that the whole plan of the services, was novelty conceived and excellently well executed. One feature was the flashing of a brilliant star on a darkened Armament, while the whole of the rest of the theater was shrouded in darkness. There were six of these stars, each denoting the death of some brother during the past year. AS Secretary E. F. Moran called the name of each of those broth CTS, the star appeared in the heavens. The six brothers who died during the year were: John F. Holohan, George Robarts, William A. Guilfoils, Edward F Casey, William J. Duncan and William T. Graham. The stage was tastefully decorated and seated there on were Exalted Ruler Acly W. Castle, Secretary Edward F. Moran, Acting Treasurer George T. Jackson, Esquire John P Grimes, Chaplain Rev Farrell J. Martin, Tiler John F. Griffin. Trustees Thomas Finnegan, Patrick J. Lawlor and Charles E. Egan. the ora tor of the evening, r. A. O'Royle Of Wilkes- Barre, and the past exalted rulers of the lodge.
 The hall was tastefully decorated with American flags and the purple colors of the order, while in the gal lery and boxes to the right and left sat Esteemed Leading Knight c. A. Jackson, Esteemed Loyal Knight Alb ner P. Hayes, Esteemed Lecturing Knight William J. Shanahan, Inner Guard James H. Courtney and Organ ist Harry c. Welton. The programmes, containing all information necessary for such ceremonies, were also novel, ties in their makeup. Polls theater orchestra, under the leadership of James M. Fulton, opened the exer- rises with an overture 'Rosamunde' by Schubert The regular lodge cere- monies were then initiated by Exalted Ruler Castle and then followed an other well rendered orchestral number. paraphrase of "Nearer, My God To Thee" by Langley. The officers of he lodge performed their respective luties in the opening of the lodge of sorrow and the opening ode followed. rndered by the orchestra and all the Eembers. Rev Farrell Martin, the haplain, then gave the Invocation The Euterpean quartette. consisting if Mrs Claude Mcdonald Calvert, irst soprano: Mrs w. Plumer Gretter. +, second soprano; Mrs Robert Spencer lay. first alto, and Mrs Isaac B. lark. second alto, was very much nioyed in two delightful numbers The first one. "One Sweetly Solemn bought" and the second. 'This Is lot Our Place of Resting" Only the junction on the audience that no ap- lause can he given at an Elks' me- lorial service, prevented the applause blowing the rendition of each of lese numbers. cornet solo by ouis Bovine, who rendered Gounod's Berceuse,' was another pleasing umber Miss Jennie E. Culhane was mother of the singers. who. on any ther occasion. would be called on for encore, so well did she sing "T'he lains of Peace" by D'Auveragne arnard. Then came the treat of the vening, the eulogy by Hon P. A. Boyle of Wilkes-Barre. Pennsyl- fnia. The address in full follows:
 Exalted Ruler, Brother Elks, Ladies and Gentlemen:
 The purpose for which we have rerywhere assembled to-day is to Eemplify the thought that love is le supreme law, and that our or lnization-if we except the family rcle-is the highest and noblest pression of it.
 We meet to honor the memory of IF departed dead. and to remind e living that we stand as links in e chain of eternal order which sten the tender memories of those ho have gone before, to the ever sting hope of a universal brother pod for the generations yet to come
 "The commemoration of our an- versary is not for the purpose of minding us of the terrors which ually accompany the last hours of departing spirit. but rather to es- blish the thought that in our or nization there Is bond which even ath cannot sever.
 "T am not a believer in the idea at we are such stuff as dreams e made of. and our little lives are unded by sleep
 'I am firmly convinced that in the ble deeds of man there is a sub bnce which eludes the grasp of ath, and lives on through the ages, wing as beacons to our faltering d uncertain footsteps. pointing the
 y to better hopes and higher as- ations. There is something more in life hn mere existence. and those deeds kindness and words of love which sen life's burdens are brighter and bre enduring than the richest jew
 that bedeCks the brows of kings.
 He was a philosopher who said: here is nothing which must end be valued for its continuance. If ITS, days, months and years pass sy. it is no matter what hour. kt day, what month or what year
 die. The applause of a good ae-
 is due to him at whatever scene the play he makes his exit. It is Is in the life of a man of sense: a brt life is sufficient to manifest nseif man of honor and rfrtua-