Unveiling tributes . sculptured rocks, theMounds of Yucatan, the Etruscan Tomb at Corneto, the Column ofDuilius, the Barrows of Norway, the Vatican form of the Roman,Augustus, and the statue of Pompey! And Woodmen monuments! They are the evidence of love, andtestify to the character of those to whom they are erected. They aresomething more than tributes to renown. These two, these Woodmenare entitled to the proof that we shall not forget. This proof, untilto-day, has been concealed, but now has been unveiled. These Sovereigns were loyal members of their camps—were hon-est, generous men, were a
Unveiling tributes . sculptured rocks, theMounds of Yucatan, the Etruscan Tomb at Corneto, the Column ofDuilius, the Barrows of Norway, the Vatican form of the Roman,Augustus, and the statue of Pompey! And Woodmen monuments! They are the evidence of love, andtestify to the character of those to whom they are erected. They aresomething more than tributes to renown. These two, these Woodmenare entitled to the proof that we shall not forget. This proof, untilto-day, has been concealed, but now has been unveiled. These Sovereigns were loyal members of their camps—were hon-est, generous men, were all that noble men should be. We ask nomore, and truthfully can praise them. Their wives and children are the wards of Woodmen whom weshall ever guard and love. We will defend them against all are their truest, lasting friends. We hope that this they fullyrealize in every sense. We will not hesitate to go where duty calls. To them, and to the world at large, Let Memory survive. A TRIBUTE TO THREE SOVEREIGNS. TACET CUW Those mortal coils that bound them to theirhuman forms have loosed their holds forever. The present is the proof of reality. The past is the record ofevents. The future is the hope of the unborn years. Life isthe summary of these three—these attributes of existence. Itbegins with blindness, then blindness becomes growing wonder, thenwonder becomes understanding, and understanding is immortal hope remains until the final scene is closed and life is writtenon the luminous records of memory alone. It is the voice of memory calling now. We will respond becauseof love. Memory is that love that lives beyond the object of its ten-derness—beyond the reach of years. Its fulsome censor spreads itssweet perfume along the way that we pursue and sheds its light uponthe aisle, around the altar and above the shrine to which we bow. Itseffulgence shines with incandescent radiance upon the glowing years—upon the noon-day splendor of the present and the hi
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