The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1917-12-03
Members and Friends Assemble to Honor
Memory Of Departed Brothers Of
Order; Music is Feature
CARMICHAEL DELIVERS
MASTERFUL GRAFTON
Dwells Upon Fidelity and Devotion; I'VE
Turn Away in Sorrow But Not
FOrgetfuIness"

The annual memorial services Of
the Elks lodge were held in the Elks
hall yesterday afternoon and large
crowd was in attendance to pay hon
Or to friends and departed members.
It was solemn hour and frequent
manifestations Of sorrow were made
as the memories of friends and rela-
tives of some departed one were car
lied back to the hour of parting.
The meeting was opened in regu-
lar fraternal order after which ] e.
McNeill favored the audience with
a cello solo, which was followed by
a vocal solo by Miss Butler, both of
which were solemnly impressive.
After the musical numbers the
names Of the departed members were
called by the secretary. One mem
Der that was affiliated with the local
lodge died last year, w w Penquite,
and one member Of the Springfield,
10 iodg, E z. colby. bal who was
living here, was added to the list of
departed brothers. Since the organ
ization of the lodge here twenty
members have died
The reading of the names Of the
departed members wbsa followed by
vocal quartette.
]. D. Carmichael delivered the an
nual memorial oration. In his adj.
dress he spoke Of the departed ones
as having gone through transition
from this earthly life to a nobler life
beyond In speaking Of the elements
that bind n6en together in fellowship
he said, Charity is the noblest of
Gods commands and there is nothing
grander or more sublime than friend
ship"
The address was Wmasterful exposi-
ton Of solemn eloquence setting forth
the accepted belief in the happiness
Of those who had passed through the
valley Of the shadow where the i'm
mortal spirit will dwell throughout
the ages and holding forth the hope
OF a greater reward at the end of
mans earthly existence.
Mr.. Carmichael said in part:
Measured by the countless ages that
are past and gone, tbs but days
journey over rough and rugged
pathway from the cradle TO the grave.
And when our spirits are depressed,
and multiplied sorrows seem to fall
upon us, we sometimes feel that life
! IS not worth the living The pearly
drops of dew, natures gems Of beau
ty, which in the early morning be-
deck the budding flower and cling
ing vine, vanish in flash before the
rising sun; the sweet odor of the
blooming rose is smothered by the
sultry heat Of MONDAY; and this in
turn gives place to the lengthening
shadows of evening. tempered with
the mellow glow Of twilight, which is
finally lost in the deep darkness Of
night
so the happy peaceful and care
free moments of childhood give place
to the radiant hopes, the doubts and
fears. the castle-building period Of
youth; and these in turn retire to
make room for the weightyi responsi-
blities. the countless duties, the
stern realities of mature manhood.
In our mad struggle for existence,
we become so absorbed in our ef-
forts to avoid the pitfalls and over
come the difficulties which we en-
counter with each step in the ascent
OF ambitions ladder, that old age
steals upon us unawares, and the 81
lent sting of death takes us long be
fore our days work is done.
MY friends, we are assembled
here today because some we loved