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4 B’nai B'rith Memorial Services Denver Lodge 171, I. O. B. 8., which numbers over 400 members, held mem orial services last Sunday morning. President Joseph S. Jaffa and Brother Herman Strauss delivered the addresses. Mr. Jaffa spoke in part as follows: Brethren —Once more in the cycle of time; once more in the absorbing endeavors of existence, we pause for a moment to pay tribute of respect to the departed. United in brotherhood, we are assembled here upon this solemn occasion to commingle our feel ings of love and honor to those who but a year ago were of us. Their memories though still living and ever to live as long as thought shall be our heritage. Five brothers, all in the full bloom and sweetness of young manhood, and another, crowned with the glories of life’s struggle, whose mortality at this moment awaits our final escort, have all entered the mystic ante-room, and from there have been ush ered into the lodge of eternity. Theirs mostly had been lives of joy— yet from joy and happiness to pain and sor row is but a step; a mere tremor in the gradation of the scale of life; fate was kind to them; it held back the hand which might have pointed the way from the springtime of life which their visions followed to the direction of a vista of heartbreaking and saddened gloom; they knew only the warmth of manhood’s friendships; some of them had known the bliss of the admira tion and the throb of a young wife’s heart, beating in unison of encouragement with their own ambitions; they, too, had known the meaning of the ecstatic love for the in fant babe and the joys of the evening of frolic with a child of tender years. It was not their lot to meet shipwreck or to know the blights of broken plans, or to'experience the sting of baffled ambitions or to suffer the knowledge of the sundering of warm friendships and tender affections. Death beckoned. They saw and they followed, and, meeting death, they solved its myste ries—mysteries only for us, but not for them. The crushing doubt that oft-times agitates the mind; that encourages the spirit of unrest, they have solved; they know of the radiant sunrise with unimaginable splendor, peering above a celestial horizon; they know of the strong, hopeful and force ful energies finding instant exercise; they knew of the passions, ambitions and affec tions that sway and impel and are satis fied. As time progresses and with it the re currence of this sacred day, the dead come back to live with us once more. We see them now as once we saw them on this earth. They are the same bright figures or their counterparts that come also before our eyes and when I speak of those who were my brothers, the same words describe yours. On this day we still meet in the closest tie which is possible between men, a tie which a common ambition has made indissoluble for better, for worse. When we meet thus, when we do honor to the dead, we also in DENVER’S MOST POPULAR MARKET WHY-The Prices of Course QUICK SALES.-CHOICEST OWALITY.~BEST FISH MARKET—GAME A SPECIALTY stock, Price—and there you are. a: a; a; Telephone 11 1 m 1031-45 FIFTEENTH STREET THE JEWISH OUTLOOK terms embrace the living. Nature is conde scendingly grand in her comfort. The dead live. We commune to-day with our broth ers. We see them in their youthful and manly endeavors, for while time sprinkles its white frost upon us, our brothers never grow old. Youth to them is perennial. Age does not wither them, nor does time palsy their hands. The mighty struggle of life exempts them from the marks of turmoil; from the pangs of sorrow and from the deeply chiseled lines of grief, which to us, their survivors, mark us as it were in mock ery. Whether the future shall be kind to us or harsh in its treatment; if our lot be that of joyous fame or we be given com fort that the accumulation of wealth might bring or on the other hand, whether we drink the dregs of despair, of anguish or of sorrow, we remember the departed as they were. Our brothers, though away from us, still live, and in our memories we accord them the crown of victory. They have won as against us in the great race of eternity. Our brothers retreated with the aspect, of victories, and though they succumbed they were the conquerors. The sun of each went down at noon, but it sank amid the splendors of an eternal dawn. Good, stout hearts—Ah, me, how many? Six were stilled within the past twelve months and to us who remain behind is left this day of memories. Every year in the heights of symphony of lov! and life there comes a pause, and through the silence we hear the lonely pipe of death. Year after year those of us in the spirit of reminis cence, in sweetly sad reminiscence, in wan dering among the graves of the departed, under the boughs of the weeping willow, of the pine and of the cedar, we see black veiled figures stealing througn the morning to pay another and yet another tribute of love to their dead. It is the grief-stricken widow, a heartbroken mother, but it is not this grief that is the end of all. The mur mur of the widow, the sob of the mother, becomes a song, of triumph, for our dead brothers still live for us and bid us think of life, not of death. ADDRESS OF HERMAN STRAUSS. We are assembled to-day to commune with the spirits of those of our members who, during the past year, have crossed the threshold leading towards a perfect state of spiritual development. By this expres sion of loyalty we prove that the bonds uniting us reach beyond the tomb. Death, enthroned for centuries as the king of ter ror, is now often hailed as an emancipator, by releasing the soul from a habitation no longer suitable as a dwelling place. The belief in immortality has taken possession of all civilised races. It has been the dream of the poet, the hope of the sorrowing and the faith of the religious devotee. Prophets and seers have seen the gates ajar, and en riched us with their discovery. Plato, the Athenian philosopher, said: “The soul is everything,” followed by Emerson twenty five centuries later: “The soul knoweth all things.” Strangely enough, the same thought should impress itself on their re spective minds. The late Henry Ward Beecher requested, when he died, to place no crape, the sign of gloom, on the house, but rather hang a basket of flowers at the door as an emblem that a soul has passed from death unto life. Only those living on the physical plane alone can remain pessi mistic as to the future state. While this service is intended as a me morial in honor of our absent brothers, it ought to serve as a lesson to the Let us do every act in life as if it were the'last, for as we leave this stage, perfect or imper fect, we shall enter the next. Let us live so the past may have no regrets and the future no terrors. The only checks honored at the Celestial Bank are those drawn against the balance of good deeds to our credit. The obligations we subscribe to at the altar upon joining this order, replete with pure thoughts and high aspirations, if permitted to shape our actions at our social gatherings, The cost of the resi ■flMH dence telephone is inoder ate, and it pays for itself over and over again in '•ssSalilll tlie savin K ot time and energy and peace of mind. Von can reach everybody, everywhere —instantly, by teleplione. Installations The Colorado Tele phone Co. COLO. ;fl 0 Contract Dep’t 1 Tel. 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