The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1909-06-21

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| future life.
Music by the choir ana a solo BY
Mrs. Thos. Gaunt added to the I'M
pressiyeness of the service. Rev.
Armstrong spoke in part as follows,
on the subject.
Lest We Forget"
Sister lodges of Cairo. knights OF
Pythias, Ascalon No. 81 and Cairo No,
l73, am pleased to greet YOU at this
thine and place. | deem it an honor
| to be your speaker on this occasion,
and trust you will he benefited BY
this service
1t is fitting and in keeping with your
Pythian tents to engage in a memorial
service, thereby reyerrlng to the days
of Aud Lang Syne" when your I'm.
forgotten dead raised visor in Castle
Hall and entered heartily into knight.
ly duties and enjoyments: to stop
awhile on life's journey and contem
plate those whose bodies were placed
by tender hands-within metropolis,
but whose souls have passed beyond
the mists of earthly farewell into the
glories of neverending spirit,life. It
is well TO recall the touch of a van
ished', amidst the muititurinous anil
multifarious duties of time, Lest we
forge! '-Forget that We are born.
Born in the realm of time, rather to
die and live-really live--in the mys-
tic, uncharted regions of immortality.
A writer has said regarding eternal
life: Humanity has always and ev
.erywhere cherished an universal. in
tuitional hope of Immortality; to
some GOd-illumined hearts in old
Testament times there came fore
CLEANS of the fuller light Of His rev.
citation Of the resurrection-life: bur
until the advent OF Him. of whom It
Is said the sun rising from on high
hath visited us. to give light to them
that sit in darkness and in the shad.
ow of death. to guide our feet into
way of peace, the light was dim
often obscured, even, by cloud of
doubt and uncertainty. UHtl the
light streamed from that open tomb,
whose seal was broken by the might
OF the Lion of the Tribe of Judah.
Conqueror of Death, the glorious
destiny of man was not fully manifest
ed and the fact OF immortality assur.
ed"
| Wit al To-
the realm of those called "dead"-in-
activity and stagnation find no place
Shall we not dare to hope, that the
souls OF other days-even those of Pa
ganism, ere the Gospellight had
swept aside the mists of primitive re-
liglous convictions-are far greater in
spiritlife? May the matchless elo.
1uence Of a Cicero not move his hear.
ers and compeers to loftier aspirations
than when, in a Roman senate. he
hurled invective against the Catiline?
And Phidias and Parrhasius. Greek !
sculptor and painter. with unnumber. |
ad others, may they not crave and col /
pr more dfyinely ard when In mortal |
garb on ancient, sea-girt Greece? |
Franklin, Washington. Lincoln. Clevc- !
and our renowned arisen ones. still
owed and revered, are they not still
Interested in the Republic?
In the order hero represented We
lave an exhibition of friendship and /
'nsclfishness rarely equaied IN all
he worlds history: the sweet song
" ancient Greece. Damon and Pyth-
as. the friends so strongly cemented
" the power Of brotherly divine that
ne would relinquish life to serve the
iher. Damon and Pythias. Di0ny-
Jus OF Syracuse-brethren and tyrant.
ctors in that pathetic drama, almost
ragedy: even at this distant day.
an we not feel our hearts warm as
hrough the lens of imagination, we
ehold the scene re-cnacted? Trusting
'ythias, faithful Damon. your
ames are immortalized because of
nwayering adherence of duty unse!
sh sacrifice in the interests Of
What noble soul-quali-
es are here manifest to mortal gaze.
With such models of fraternaI ex
ellence before your eyes followers of
nese early friends. go forth with no
lie aims lofty aspirations and a deep
ense Of the obligations of brother
God that are not mere attributes of
me alone. but are deeply implanted
the soul to be perfected in the
higher realms; in those blessed re-
ions of expanding life. where live and
love your ascended brethren, wai;-
IL TO greet you. one by one.
The Journey Of mortality lies before
ach of US, be IL long or short Where
ar star of destiny shall lead. We can
OF say; mortal hand falls impotent
J efforts to lifj the veil of future.
uman life is an unknown pasag p
ay. lying between the half-forgOtten
lores Of birth and that mist-covereI
-ream of death. Memories Of true