Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1915-04-14
4OTH ANN|VER-
SARY STARTING
GRANGE, FAYETTE

Fayette, Me-. April 1s.-tSpecial. )-Star-
ling Grange observed it's 4oth anniversary
Saturday. April 10. On account of the
bad travelling the attendance was not as
large as formerly. but a very pleasant
day was passed by those who were pres
ent Following is the program:
Music. Choir
Paper, What is Meant by For the Good
of the Order c. W. Small
g san ca responded to b. ss T4soev
Question, What Have / Gotten From
the Papers That Has Helped Me As
- Farmer" by the Worthy Master.
faaiiD aeio' Then and MOVE e'0''A burke
Charlie Small
Reading, Mrs. A. F. Fellows
Interesting letters were read from Mr..
and Mrs. Albert Wing, Nathan French
and Mr.. and Mrs. c. Scott West. The
following original poem composed and
read by o. E. Young was greatly appre-
ciated by all
FORTY YEARS.
Roll back the tireless tide of time.
Lift up the curtain of the past;
Hear the sweet bells of memory chime;
over the dead days the glances cast.
ereal oeeds were DONE great zeal dis
And great the harvest now appears.
Read we today the records made
IN forty Years, in forty years.
Two score of twelvemonths left behind,
TWO generations fled for aye,
Our elders met, made and designed
The Order that is ours today.
They builded better than they knew,
With souls of prophets, eyes of seers,
They founded firm and fashioned true,
For forty years, for forty years.
Days went-ah well! they do not stay,
Tho sad or joyous, dark or bright
They grew to months that slipped away
In endless line, in ceaseless flight;
And nc, oh: the changes they have seen.
The JOY and sorrow, smiles and tears,
The clouds with sunshine in betwbon,.
In forty years, in forty years.
Yet through them all the Grange sur
Thus organized that April day.
1t grew and fourished. waxed and
thrived, - -
Its influence has greater grown:
Its spacious hall its roof uprearg:
Their dreamed-of home we now have
known
Their work remains if they are gone
Away forever-and how few
Remain today. They've wandered on,
Those early workers tried and true,
Some have but reached that farther coast
To which the Silent boatman steers,
And some have been there now almost
For forty years, for forty years.
Meet it is that we pause today
And think of those gone on before,
In gratitude our tribute pay
To them upon the other shore:
aa i'm oh n
- know,
Our happiness be kin to tears,
Dreaming of those who dared to SOW
That We might reap-in forty years.
Meet too, that we should celebrate
Our noble Orders natal day,
With mirth and music, laugh and song
Should while the happy hours away;
And may this Grange fresh vigor show
All through the future as il nears.
And may its influence greater grow
Twice forty years, twice forty years.
And may we wear the nantes well
Thus worthily on us bestowed
And have worthy tale to tell
Those waiting for us down the road,
Those noble men and women true,
With souls Of prophets, eyes Of seers,
VINO bu1lded better than they knew,
For forty years, for forty years.
May we deserve the heritage
That they bequeathed us when they
went,
And be it said on Historys mage
We used the talents to us lent;
And when We too, are called to flee
On seraphs wings, this vale of tears,
on. may we, too, remembered be
For forty years. for forty years.