Evening capital and Maryland gazette. (Annapolis, Md.) 1910-1922, 1913-12-08

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their teachings O. iove our gsllowmen,
for the principles fer which the Eiks
itand are Charity. Justice. Brotherly
Love and Fidelity. Charity is the
sweet flower whose roots. imbedded
in our heart, will blossom and bless
the giver and the receiver. We aim
at the higher and nobler thought,
words and deeds, harbor no evil
thought and bear no revenge, Ours
is a charity which condones, for
gives and forgets. Our brothers
faults, said Mr. Melvin, We write
upoa the saud, their virtues upoh the
tablets of memory
No higher tribute car be paid Our
Absent Brothers" than that they have
been faithful TO the principles We es-
pouse. I'VE shall meet and we shall
miss them" and with charity and JUS
tice we shall meet our absent broth
ers in the brotherhood above. The
purposes of our order, said the speak
er. are not subserved unless we draw
from them the lessons they coavey.
We are all vending our way to that
shore, that Great Beyond whittier
they have glne, and where we must
90 sooner or later. If we do fol-
low our principles and serve that
which is noblest and rest, We shall
have sn abiding faith in the mys-
teriops power of the Great Ruler of
the Universe, and, by obeying the
teachings of our Order, we shall
be directed toward the things that
are worth while.
In closing, Mr. Melvin repeated
the lines Of the poet:
The pure, the brig ght, the beautiful,
That stirred our hearts in youth;
The impulse TO q wordless prayer;
The dreams of love and truth;
The longi lgs after something lost.
The spirits yearning cry;
The strivings after better hopes;
These things can never die.
The timid hand stretched forth to aid,
A brother in his need
The kindly word in grief's dark hour
That proves the friend indeed;
The prayer for mercy softly breathed
When justice threatens nigh;
The sorrow of a contrite heart
These things can never die.
Let nothing pass, fer every hand
Must find some work to do;
Lose not a chance to waken love-
Be just, be firm, be true;
So shall light that cannot fsde
Beam on thee from on high;
And angel voices gay TO thee,
These things can never die.
Following Mr.. MeIvin's spelndid
address, Mrs. Jeane Woolford, cen
tralto, and Mr. Edgar Paul. tenor,
sang "Whst Grief Can Try Me-" by
Gounod This duet was sung in
splendid voice bv these two vocal
artists. Dreaming" was played by
the orchestra, after which the quar-
tette sang that most beautiful Of all
hymns, LEAD Kindly Light by
Dudley Buck The Elks memorial
service would not be complete with
out Taps, In Memoriam, a COMP
sition of Lieutenant Zimmerman, who
directed the orche stra. This is
musical gem and concludes with
taps, being sounded on the cornet
from the fdrawsy balcony by Profess
sor Torovsky, assistant bandmaster
Of the Naval Acadt my band The
effect is sublime.
After the closing ceremonies by
the Exalted Ruler and singing by the
Lodge and audience of Nearer Ny
God TO Thee, the bene diction was
pronounced by the Rev. Walter Gels
ton Mcneil, pastor Of the First M
E. Church, and this brought to a close
one of those Elks memorial services
that carries with it inspiration Tor
days and weeks to come.