Gilpin observer., 1910-12-08

home and manhood. He finds the
way.
ITO keep the way Of right living
himself and to hep lead back to the
path the wandering brother, is the
highest mission of the Elk. In his
work Of helpfulnees, the Elk has no
time for the mean. petty. selfish deed
or thought.
when we sand at that fit.est
place for an Elk. beside an oren
grave, we realize ha. lie is too short
to satisfactorily carry out any policy
Of greed and self hnefe 6.
Neither do l aim tha. the Elk
always attains the hight st in char
acter-often he falls outside the cas-
tie Of his dreans-but he world rec
ognizes now that this crder is NOV
ing toward the he.ghts-that its
members have added to the sum of
human happiness.
ut Is fitting that on occasions
like this. while the dead are honored,
the living Elk may know that he will
| NV iSA 6OISCL WACh AC - 6OAC.
'England's famous Cardinal, bereft
of power and fortune, re.ounced by
his king. deserted by those who had
kissed his hand in flattery. uttered
the cry Of broken heart when he
said, When I am forgotten. as
shall be, and asleep in dull, cold mar
BILE. where NJ mention CT me more
must be heard Of thus the great
Woolsey, that once trod the ways OF
glory and sounded all the depths and
shoals Of honor, voiced mans dread
Of the spectre that turks at every
tomb.
"Since time was. brave men have
met death bravely. They have not
been afraid as they bowed before the
grim destroyer, but this fact, that af-
ter they had fought life's little bat
tie. after they had lived and loved
and hoped and disappeared. they
should be forgotten-th's HIS given
death its terror. But we who are
Elks thank Gcd that not one of all
our band will ever be forgotten.
Each night as the clock that beats
out the little lives of men. tolls the
hour Of eleven. In every assemblage
Of Elks they drink the same senti-
| ment: To our absent brothers,
We recall every face and every per-
sonal.ty. The brother may wander
afar-aye. he may have crossed that
trackless sea whcee shore the foot of
him that lives has never pressed-he
may lay upon a bel of sickness and
pain. but wherever he may be etand-
ing in this beautiful word OF sun
shine. form and colcr. or asleep in
the windowless ra'ace Of rest. care
less alike of sun:hine and storm
wherever he Is. there goes out to
him from every heart that bears the
impress of the Antle-s a sentiment
OF tender and loving remembrance
In this hour we wreathe with rose
mary every vacant chair.
This annual Memorial service ie
not an occasion for tears. Rather let
1t be the Elks' Grand Thanksgiving
Day. Let US thank the G.ver of all
good gifts for the lease He has given
us Of this life.
We are such stuff as dreams are
made on. ana our little life is round.
ed with a sleep
I'VE are soldiers Of fortune, all
Yesterday was. today is. and where
the trail will lead on the morrow we
know not. We know that we shall
rest when life's labors are all done
and that we shall s'eep.
And sweet will It be-beyond al
telling sweet
After long marches with red dang.
er fraught,
The wakeful bivouac. the assault, the
After the scars Of battle, sore dis.
traught.
To camp afar. beyond defeat and
fight,
Out-past the picke.s and the
tents Of thought
"And in that hour when the shad
ows lengthen toward the East. and
darkness falls. may We be blessed
with the sublime courage and serene
confidence OF the great American
poet. who with latest breath ex
claimed:
And 30. beside the silent sea.
I wait the muffled oar;
No harm from Him can come to me
On ocean or on shore.
I know not where His islands lift
Their fronded palms in air:
I only know I cannot drift