The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1911-12-04
ELK LODGE. HELD ANNUAL SERVICE N
MEMORY Of THE DEPARTED MEMBERS

pray for the dead" It is q pure and
loving thought to remember with our
tears and u prayers our departed
brothers. who have gone down into
the silent tomb. They have gone from
US. We will follow them. 'They
sleep beneath the shadows Of the
clouds. careless alike OF the sunshine
vale OF tears" for the realms of i'm
morality. Let US think that their dy.
Ing eyes read a mystic meaning, which
only n rapt and parting soul may
Know. Let us believe that in the 81
ience OF the receding worldthey heard
the waves breaking on the farther
shore and felt upon their brow the
breath OF the eternal morning."
And the night dew that falls, though
In silence II weeps,
Shall brighten with verdure the
graves where they sleep.
And the tears that we shed, though
in secret they roll.
shall long keep their memories green
In our SOL"
o, death, today we do thee HON.
age. A great many days Of the year
amid the turmoil and excitement OF
LIES Journey, we forget your
strength. your power and your Ger.
tainty. But today In this lodge Of sor.
row, with the draperies Of death all
around US. with the lights burning low
ano aWed by. your power and certainty,
separator of the soul from the BODY,
n Great Divide between life and
eternity, the saddest thing on earth,
the sweetest joy to those who are m
heaven. "
The divine decree that went forth
When man was first created still stands
~unrecalled and all men have to die,
The rich. the poor. the white, the
black, n king, the subject, ali alike
river that flows forever from the
shores of life to the shores Of eternity,
all alike have to one day stand al
the tremendous bar of God.
Life is the torrid day
Burned by the wind and sun;
is the cool. calm, evening hour,
When the weary day Is DONE"
OF all the things in this vast world
of which man has knowledge, the mos
certain and sudden Of them ali is
death. Il come like a thief in the
night" says the Lord. He plucks. a
tiny little bud, the hope and sunshine
OF a fond mother and father at one
oSoaStkoA llOWST Ill Iull OlOOm,
with n star Of success shining bright.
~ upon 1t. at another place; and then
beckons to another, faded and wither.
ed at n sunset Of life, and so on
down h ages will He continue until
the trumpet Of the archangel shall
sound to announce that time shall be
no more
The world sometimes thinks that
n antlered brothers live but for the
passing hour. But we too have our
sSmpathies and our sorrows, believe
IN immortality of the soul in the
three cardinal virtues. in our govern.
ment Of human freedom and IN the
Great Ruler Of the Universe. we love
our brothers in life. we. remember
them in death. for in Elkdom the mys.
tic hour OF eleven Of each and every
night OF each and every year Is dedi.
Gated TO h sweet memories Of "our
absent brothers"
Attending as We are today thi,
to our departed dead. tie Question
arises in our minds; shall we eves
meet again? Shall we ever see them
as We used to know them; hear the
kind tones Of the familiar voice. zee
the same old smile that once filled US
with delight? Or is this the end OF
our being? A.few joys and a few sor,
wv rom babyhood to old age, and
then the grave. Have our loved ones
gone forever?
Gone forever? Ever? no for since
our dying ace began.
Ever. ever, and forever was the lead.
ing light Of man.
Those that In barbarian burials, killed
the slave and slew the wife
Felt within themselves the sacred a
sion Of the second life.
Indian warriors dream Of arnpler
hunting grounds beyond the night;
Ev'n the black Australian. dying,
hopes he shall return. a white.
Truth for truth. and good for good!