The daily Gate City and constitution-Democrat. (Keokuk, Iowa) 1916-1922, 1920-06-14
llDFELL0W LODGE
HONORS ITS DEAD
Impressive Ceremonies Were observ-
ed Yesterday in Oakland Gene
terry, for Deceased Men,
bers Of Fraternity.
O. l.. NORMAN, ORATOR
Keokuk Attorney Delivers Eloquent
Address at Memorial Affair
Largo Crowd at
Services.

aa Yesterday by the Rebekah and Odd
FELLOW lodges of the city when the
members of these organizations hon.
ored their dead in Oakland cemetery
with memorial services held there
shortly after 2 o'clock with G. Lloyd
Norman delivering the address of the
day
The lodge members formed their
line of march headed by the Commun-
itv band at the l. o. o. f. hall, Seventh
and Main streets at 1880 o'clock, the
PROCESSION marching out Main street
tn Eighteenth and out Eighteenth
street to the cemetery. The graves of
tho mer dbers of this fraternity had
been decorated in the morning, and
rhe program was given in the after
noon to a large audience
Fl !. Bonham was master of cere-
monies and presided over the follow
ing program, Mr.. Norman's address be-
ing given below:
Prayer-The Rev. Huell Warren.
Band selection-Commun band.
Vocal selection-Quartet
Address-Brother G. L. Norman.
Vocal selection-Quartet.
Band selection-Commun band.
Benediction--The Rev. Huell War
rem.
What Mr.. Norman Said.
The sharp pang of parting has pass
ed as we gather this day to pay tr1o-
,,te to our departed ones, but our sense
of loss is just as great, our hearts are
bowed in sorrow, as we call again the
names of brothers who have gone
ahead. The clasp of hands is broken;
but the tie of brotherhood is still fast
Death, be not proud, tho some have
called thee
Mighty and dreadful, 49,
For thou art not so,
For those who thou thinkest thou
dost overthrow
Die not, poor Death; nor yet canst
thou kill me,
From rest and sleep which but thy
picture be.
Much pleasure; then from thee much
more must flow.
And soonest our best men with thee
do go. 49,.
Rest of their bones and souls delivery.
Thou art slave to Fate, chance,
kings and desperate men;
And dost with poison, war and SICK
ness dwell,
And poppy and charms can make us
sleep as well
And better than thy stroke;
Why dwellest thou then,
One short sleep past, we make eter-
naily,
And Death shall he no more; Death
thou shalt die"
A year or so ago, Odd Fellows gath
cred to celebrate the hundredth ami
versary of their order, a century of
we'll doing and brotherhood-wha
greater monument than this could
generations of man leave behind
them, Through the long vista OF
those hundred years, see the helping
hand Of Odd Fellows, and Rebekahs
stretched forth to countless homeless
orphans. / see the friendly solace Of
fered to SO many widows in the hours
when the darkness of life was all that
seemed to stretch away in the future:
/ see the sick visited, and their loved
ones comforted and sustained. Each
OF those whose memory we honor to-
day has had his part in all that hun
dred years of effort to alleviate the
interminable struggles and hardships
of life. Not to their individual great
ness do we point with pride. 1t is
true, no doubt, that some of those who
lie in their last sleep attained sue
cess in life as measured by worldly
standing, were successful in their
business or professional career. Some,
perhaps, accumulated wealth; others,
no doubt, struggled for existence and
died in poverty. Yet, at last, when the
great moment arrived, they left sue
cess or failure behind. all being OF
earth to earth they return again. The
wind blows hot or cold over the graves
of all and they heed it not.
1t has been said: "The evil that
men do lives after them, the good is
oft inferred with their bones" We
gather this day that this may not be
true in Odd Fellowship. All tribute
let us pay our departed friends and
brothers. In reverence, let Us summon
TO our minds the thoughts of kindly