The Paducah evening sun., 1910-05-30

UNION MEMORIAL
OF PROMISE" SUB.
JBCT OF SERMON.
The Rev. ID. W. Fooks breaches ON
Hope Held Out BY
Death.
THE SERVICE WAS IMPRESSIVE

Impressive memorial services
were held at the Cumberland Pres
byterian church last night by Typo
graphical Union, No. 1874, the SER
mou being preached by the Rev. ID.
w. Fooks, pastor Of the church and
chaplain OF the local.
Mr.. A. f. Stein presided and Mr..
f. NJ. Willis read the roster OF the
dead. During the services Mr.. John
u. Robinson sang, Not Lost But
Gone Before"
In his eulogy Mr.. Stein said:
Think you not as we, the craft,
meet in honor of your memories.
that we do not realize that you
were taken from our midst to the
lonely, silent city of the dead, in
years gone by. We remember you
as ones who have gone before, and
in your death our union lost some
of the truest and most warm-hearted
| friends that ever walked with us
down the aisle of life. Tonight, as
we are assembled here, We realize
that the chase" of our companion
ship is broken; that the Zines" of
our being must henceforth run
apart; that your presence is no
longer copy among us; that your
thoughtful and pleasant faces" no
longer illuminate or cheer our lives
In this memorial to your memories
we, who have known you longest
and best, realize that in the eternity
to which you have gone, the pains
the sorrows, the disappointments
which were yours-not earned, but
a heritage-are over, and though
the little space" between US be
ever so slight, 1t encompasses a
freedom and a Joy that was never
yours.
Friends, rest oni There Is nc
more night-work." Day has dawned
The sod that now rests above your
graves is not greener than the mem.
ories you have left behind. The
birds that carol each day In the
tree-tops make no sweeter melody
than the impressions" you left
with your loved ones. The roses
and violets that bloom about the
stone" that marks your resting
place give no sweeter perfume than
the fragrant place you held in the
columns" of your friends regards
The earth below which you rest
but hints the bourne from whence
no traveller returns, and to which
we, too. must go when the familiar
call OF $50" is heard for the last
time. and the forms" of life are
closed forever.
"The Rainbow of Promise"
MFR. FOoks' Sermon.
The Rev Mr.. Fooks preached on
the subject, "the Bow OF Promise. u
taking for his text Gen. 9:14.
He said in part:
brethren OF local union, No. 1874
OF the order OF the international
Typographi Union, we come In
this the second annual memorial
service, to pay honor to the memory
of our fellow brothers. have
chosen for the text Of the evening
that promise from Gods word which
comes as a ray Of sunshine upon
every cloud of sorrow. Hear 1t:
And 1t shall come to pass when
bring a cloud over the earth. that
the bow shall be seen in the cloud
lGeI. 9:14.
''There is an ancient legend oi
Joseph. while king over all Egypt
and overseer of its storehouses OF
plenty that beautifully emphasizes
the Christian life gone before. II
is said that while all the countries
further down the Nile river were
starving for bread. Joseph com
manded that wheat and chan be
Thrown upon the waters so that
down the stream those who lived
upon it's borders might be reminded
THAT there was an abundance of sup
lplies further up.
80, coming to US over the vista
of the past, is the sweet assurance
that those who have fallen asleep ia
Jesus. have heached the land OF
lplenty on the other side. and these
hours spent In memory Is only the
J wheat and chaff on the great stream
lOf time, assuring us that while we