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Show Elks Hold Lodge i of Sorrow H at the Salt Luke Theater. EXERCISES BEAUTIFUL AND. MOST IMPRESSIVE Eloquent and Touching Address H hy the Rev. P. A. Simpkin. H That beautiful and impressive custom practiced by the Elks, the dedication of the first Sunday in December to- thr carrying. out of a programme of. sacred exercises fo tho memory of the brothers who have departed from this sphere of activity during the past year, was ob-served' ob-served' at the Sail Lake theater Sunday night. An audience which almost filled the building to its capacity was pres-enl, pres-enl, including many members of the or-der. or-der. The stage, was arranged partially as a lodge, draped with the purple, the colors of the order, relieved wilh white. with Elks' heads prominently displayed in the scene, and a full-sized PJlk oc-cupyin.g oc-cupyin.g a position at the rear. The orchestra opened with the "March Pontificate" (in mcmoriamj. by Gounod, followed by the opening ceremonies by the lodge. The ritualistic address, an impressive epic, was dc-fiYercd dc-fiYercd by Exalted Ruler James W. Col- H lins, in the course of which he said that day and date reminded them that they hail come together to pay a tribute ol affection to their honored dead. Tlicj- were reminded by those solcmu coremonies that they wero born to die. The light had gone- out and the lips which once breathed the language of fraternal greetings are silent forever 1 more; but those gatherings united that brotherhopd more closely together. He then briefly referred to the outsta,nd- 1 ing- fraternal features of the order. Tlie Solemn Roll Call. H The exaJted ruler then called upou the secretary to call tho roll. Suddenlv lhe house was plunged into darkness and the roll call proceeded, and as the namo of each departed one was called it appeared in illuminated' letters upou the altar. But the voice of the se'ere-tary se'ere-tary sounded in tho void, the awful silence was unbroken hy respousc; thev had answered their last roll call. The names of the absent ones follow: I. Kahn. J. Oberudorfer, W. J. Gray. M. J. Kennedy, B. B. Heywood, J. I). Wood. H J. JI. Mease, W. A. Johnson. Ceremon- H ial responses by the olUcers of the lodge H followed. M hen all the members of tne order throughout the auditorium arose H and on the request of the exalted ruler H gave the sign of grief aud joined in the singing of the opening ode. luvo H cation was thou offered by tho chaplain, IH P. P. Christ enseu. ! Tho programme proper was thou en- H tercd upon by the orchestra rendering H Schuman 's "Farewell Song. " The Im- H pcri.il quartette, composed of Messrs. H Ashworth, Graham, Christophersou and H Squires, sang with much effect 4 'The IH Night of Rest,1' bv Parks. H M. M. Warner delivered the culogv. WM He spoke most eloquently a.nd touch U ingly of tho memory of "his deceased WM brolbors aud paid a fui measuro of AH tribuie to tliom for their tenderness. HJ love aud faithfulness while in life. HJ Fred Graham gave a splendid rendi- IH tiou of "A Prayer." The "Even- H ing Song," by the orchestra, was H a well-rendered piece of music, aud Dudley Buck's " Rock of Ages," con- HJ tributud by the quartette, Mrs. Peters. HJ Miss Osborne. Mr. Graham and Mr. HJ Seuires, was a notable number. HJ Memorial Address. MJ Rev. P, A. Simpkin delivered the an- mM nual memorial address. The reverend , Ijfl gentleman's tribute was broad and com- IH prehonsivo in iis scope, deep and touch- H ing iu its pathos, aud resounding with NJ eloquent and everlasting truths, lie IH spoke iu part as follows: 19 Again we conic down to the ycw-llncd Infl road of "memory whose every step is ! fringed with the twinkllii? beauty of un-' Ijfl faded ilowors, and as we march to the ! harmony majestic, holding the echoes ot H yostirrday's dear songs that will not wliol- Ijfl ly die, we pass by the lon.t; line of the ttH quiet smile-lclssed faces or the loved aud im lost to stand within the temple or soi- in lTow vast a thins It slar.ds, mag- III nliicent in its icy whiteness, its far t reaches of space, consecrated forever to W the children of men. Us high dome has In echoed to the higher heaven the heart- II U cries of all those who have laid their jH hand upon the red cord of life, from the first man-soul to tills day when vast ! multitudes kneel in sorrow's temple- II H spaces about tho shrine where the leap- am lug tongues of memory's llrst fire are Ifl llfiod hich. The organ tones of the hu- HEB 111,-ui heart iromhllngly respond to the II H lingers of pain that press the keys; mark- Km lug not a discord of wild sorrow, for the angels of love and hope weave tho uotr-s of the pain-song- into a subtle nocturne of faith and resignation. Yesterday ami memory today and love tomorrow and God. "Hear you not your H he.-irt-Ftnglmr aa around tho holy room M vou keep, for your loved and lost, the quiet ones smilo again us they wero wont fl lo do in the sweet yesterdays when they walked beside you iu the way? "Tester- jM dav and momory." It is glorious lo re- member love. The lovc-remembrtnica and the tovo lights hnve boon the beacons M of all the way men have waiked. M Beautiful Fraternal Custom. H Thin beautiful custom of your fratcr- H nily Is rooted In ihe llnest sentiment H of the human soul. Gathering to brood in ttii quietness of soriow's tuinple upon jM i he wortii of tlioie who wore and iu earth are no more. u ponder u little H space on life's solemnity, beauty and brevity, no less than lla 'high responsl- Wt bllity, vp arc hero lo llnd in a new ap- H prehension of the world's sorrow a now Mi enthusiasm of pity which shall fiend us V from thin holy hour to service more-beau- HJ i If til for men because they and Gpd need MM the tenets of your brotherhood ai marshaled in quiet array as we conic to Mj tills service. In their bunds they hvar MM lln unstained liinntlcH of tender charity. hi their voices a nicssuge that blda you MM sweep aside all the potty moinorics-th.it Iu Mutter over life's bruises and Its deep UMM sores. That is not only because the WMM lnart lives but because judgment runs MM uot to u.s. neither to any other human MM life. We can nu more change lifo'sc dc- MB foriulticH of Mail by the alchemy uf low MM and tens Ibsiu tan the tender mother MM Continued on Pittfc Two. HJ TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY OP DEAD Continued From Pago One. j tho miilnnd temple of the baby life she holds at her breast. .Bui as beneath tho broldorcd lawn tiiu malm Is hid, and tin llowcr faco mirroring heaven's light Is turned to fond vlow, so wc come bidding bid-ding the winged messengers of other days to bring with swift flight the record of all the worth und kindness, the virtue anil unselfishness, the love and the genuino. genu-ino. undying things that shot through the llsos of these your brothers In their earthly pilgrimage like threads of gold through tho silken meshes of an Oriental web. This Is Love's Hour. This is love's hour when tho heart craves tho presence and the sight of Its beloved dead. The roll-call summons thorn not that we may emphasize that or tho earth earthy, that moved In them ns' In us life's love and sweetness; but that upon the yesterday of earth may fall memory's golden light kissing Into living splendor all Its touches. The pathos path-os of life Is In few things so writ as In tho heart's loyalty to I us Ideals. Tho dlvlnenoss of our Imaginings Is evidenced In love's persistence and the devotion of the soul to those who have drunken with us nt love's bubbling spring , . , It Is beautifully lit and fitly hcnulhul that you should In this lodgo of sorrow dignify tho fraternity whoso spirit has touchi'd vou with tenderness and for a fleeting hour enthrone the humblo souls that have tilled with ours tho woof of life's simple, sweot. brave commonplaces. You should remember not only the bond that holds In common llfo the mvrlad sons of men who ever -falter by the wav of llfo and over on tho lip need frame "Forgive me, Father, O forgive.' but likewise that heroism and beauty that mark even tho humblest of njon again nnd again. So todny In living hands wo hold not the withered flower falling again to Its naluro dust, but the perfume of living souls Is gathered In the challco crystal, souls that in life's simple deeds of fidelity and sacrifice won that chaplel of remembrance we lay upon the serene brows unconouered of death physical, phys-ical, Thov rise In the light of the morning whoso Klory abides, whoso lofty purpose no accident mars, no humnn falling arrests. ar-rests. Thank God the heart comes oven slowly to learn the lesson abiding. Of old remembrance was for tho great alone the great of place and power. But a race Is filling tho earth no longer hvpnotlzed bv gorgeous splendor and glittering state, whose crimsons were the blood-dye of the great masses, whose pearls were frozen tears of common humanity. Walked Not in High Flaces. . 1 Thov whom wc inotirn walked not In tho world's high places where the dizzy height too often lends madness to mnr the glory that might be. Tho fire of commanding genius that touches the few blazed not In their souIp. But they woro great to those who Jovcd them, and they are remembered here "with sorrow because be-cause In simple fidelity they did life's duty, despite the common humnn falling: In simple love they served the world und their fellows, In simple heroism wrought and endured- As they loved they flung with generous hands Into the places of pnin a bit of cheer;' Into the home of sorrow a handful of love; into maimed, crushed lives a poscy of the heart's sweet charity. This great -fraternity is built upon the comprehension of the essential goodness In the humblest soul that walks the earth and of an eternal compulsion to mutual love and sacrifice. Because we ourselves shall soon be a part of yesterday and memory. The song of today and lovo men arc building on the earth the stone, of service that rests on tho foundation of brotherhood. Wo am at last where wc sense the truth. We find It not only In the bonds of that marvelous common com-mon life that beats In president and pauper, but one which Is welded In the golden links of common needs and sorrows, sor-rows, the great heart-grlers and moral crises In the common fallings and 'dependencies 'de-pendencies of tho human heart. But Ono Destiny. There Is but. one destiny, one end before be-fore men In the earth, that Is the common com-mon realization of the family life. In thii brotherhood of man sharing the heritage of God, our Father. Through all the clangor and clamor of selfishness that mars tho world's peace there arises an anthem which In increasing increas-ing strength Is sounded as men for love of man and love of God arc giving themselves them-selves with their gifts to the needy of the earth, the broken and tho sorrowing of the -race. We can pay our debt to the marvelous past whose pangs and sufferings suf-ferings gavo us birth. Wc can discharge life's debtorhood In no grander way than as we pav to the need of the present the debt of (he nasi. Rack of all our differences of race, counlrv and creed, convictions and heritages, heri-tages, we arc coming to see the oneness of tho great biolhorhood and to labor for Its establishment In love. Let us rejoice In the beauty of that love which Is our portion and which glorifies even the commonest life. To these who have gone wo pledge a toast of tears and love; tours for heart loss and heart longing: long-ing: tearB for smiles vanished and voices gone; love for all that In th: lives of these our brothers have passed from lubor Into rest. . Miss Amy Osborno then gave a pleasing pleas-ing rendition of '.'The Earth Is tho Lord's." The orchestra ga;o "Veni Creator" and Mrs. Peters and Mr. Graham Gra-ham sang verv acceptably, "O, Lovo Divine." Di-vine." "Praise Yo the Father," by the quartette, and well feting, was tho closing clos-ing number. The usual lodge ceremonies were then gone through, tho lodge and audienco loincd i it singing the doxology, and : benediction by tho chaplain closed tho exercises. Miss .Ircnu Kelly made a splendid accompanist. Nino Lots Purchased. Tlio real estate llrm of Kelly Sz Montrose Mont-rose has sold lo O. II. KIster for W. S, McCornlck. nine lots located near the corner of Ninth South and West Templo streets for a-consideration of 52,000. Mr. KIster has bought tho property for building build-ing purposes and Intends to croct a number num-ber of houses. |