The Dickinson press. (Dickinson, Stark County, D.T. [i.e. N.D.]) 1883-1927, 1911-12-09
ELK SEvICES
IMPRESSIVE E

Spalding Addresses Given
in Full. Solos by Mrs.
Nc Farland.
Dickinson Lodge No. 1897. Benevolent
and Protective Order of Elks. held its
third annual Lodge of Sorrow" in the
opera house Sunday afternoon at three
O'Clock. the services being in memory
of William H. Walton. John C. Cart
wright and Maurice Quinn.
The exercises were public and were
attended by a large number of people
who joined with the Elk brotherhood in
honoring the memory of former friends.
Upon the stage, where their own purple
and white was tastefully arranged.
and combined with the stars and
stripes and large Elk head in the center,
sat the officers of the lodge, the chap
lain and speakers of the afternoon,
prominent place being given to the
memorial tablet bearing the names of
the brethren whose voices are still. W.
F. Burnett. Exalted Ruler, was unable
to be present and his place was taken
by E. j. Hughes, Esteemed Leading
Knight, whose place was filled by Lloyd
RAIDER. Others upon the platform we're:
M. M. Burnett, Esteemed Lecturing
Knight; r. H. Beach. Esteemed Loyal
Knight; H. A. Burgeson, Secretary
W. G. Ray, Treasurer; E. j. Hauser,
Esquire; Rev. j. S. Brayfeld; Hon.
L. A. Simpson and Chief Justice B. F.
Spaulding.
After piano selection by Mrs.
Valdemar Jessen. the lodge gave the
ritualistic work which was most i'm
pressive.
Mrs. William Mcfarland then sang
sweetly "Plains of Peace" and after
Senator Simpsons euloey sang Bow
Down Thine Ear Mr.. Simpson said
II am pleased to note that in the
hurry and hustle Of our busy world
where il is often said there is no un-
sel6shness, so many have stopped this
Sunday afternoon to recall memories
of those who have gone before. The
Elk lodge is unique in setting apart
a memorial day. 1t is a melancholy
duty which has been assigned to me
and yet one from which. as q loyal
Knight. would not shrink and which
l perform with deep feeling. A refer
ence to by-gone days is said to show
one is growing old, but see few of
the old time friends and you will
pardon me if l recall for little the
early days in Dickinson.
80 far back that l dislike to mention
it, in 1889, fresh from Puritan, New
England, l came to Dickinson. Dick
inson was not so favored then as now
and was truly wild and woody, and
wondered why anybody was here in the
land we had always been taught was
the Great American Desert, given over
to Indians, buffalo and sage brush.
Was it for punishment Well in my
case it cost money to 60 farther and l
stayed and had an idea l could show
the people how things ought 10 be done.
soon found they had ideas of their
own and did not care to be shown.
Almost the first day l was in Dick
inson met the man whom today this
town reveres, William H. Walton. He
came to Dickinson in his early thirties,
in the strength of his early manhood,
full of the spirit Of the progress, bear
ing upon his forehead his own letter of
credit, ian honest man. the noblest
work of God" and believing with all
his heart in the west and its people.
He did not push himself forward or
intrude but gradually, because of his
honesty. his business ability and his
straightforward but unassumina man
ner. he wss wanted in public affairs,
where he served city, county and state
we'll. believing that honesty in public
affairs is as necessary as in private
life. The mysteries of the Creator are
unfathomable. William Walton had
known the pangs of hunger, he had
lacked money; he had known hard work
for many years and when he had ac-
quired competency and was able to
enjoy the rewards of his toll, so we'll
earned, his voice was stilled. while he
was comparatively young men. The
ways of Providence are inscrutable.
Another brother whose memory we
honor today, John C. Cartwright was
probably better known to many of YOU
than TO me. He came to Dickinson
few years ago. invested his money here
and became part of the city's busi-
ness life, putting his every energy into
it's mercantile development He was
genial and lovable. always having
pheasant word and good story and a
hearty laugh to follow the story. He
brought sanshine wherever he went and