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Tribute of Respect from Olney Grange,

TO THE MEMORY OF

Brother John Wilson Magruder,

AT A MEETING HELD JULY 21st, 1890.

_________________________

IN MEMORIAM.

At a meeting of Olney Grange, held
July 21, 1880, to offer tribute to the
memory of Dr. John Wilson Magruder,
the following preamble and resolutions
were unanimously adopted:

WHEREAS, Our highly esteemed Brother,
Dr. J. Wilson Magruder; had been remoed
from our very midst by the operation
of Divine Law, and whereas his
Brothers and Sisters of Olney Grange
are desirous of paying the respectful
tribute due to his memory, and to the
mutual affection which has always existed
between them, Therefore,

Resolved, That is the death of Brother
J. Wilson Magruder, Olney Grange has
experienced a loss beyond the "power of
time to heal."

Resolved, 2nd, That his bereaved family
have our heartfelt sympathy in this deep
affliction.

Resolved, 34rd, That a copy of the proceedings
of the meeting be sent to the
family of the deceased.

Resolved, 4th, That the proceedings of
this meeting be published in the MONTGOMERY
ADVOCATE."

The meeting was opened by the
Worthy Master, Jos. T. Moore, with a
few beautiful and touching remarks,
and the following addresses were read.

Brothers and Sisters: -In the death of
our Brother J. Wilson Magruder, Olney
Grange has met with a loss that seems
irreparable. His cultivated mind, his
sparkling wit and keen enjoyment of
fun, no less than his strict attention to
business made him one of our eminent
and most active members. His versatility
of talent was truly exceptional;
those who have had the rare pleasure of
hearing and beholding his interpretation
of Shakespeare agree that he could have
gained world-wide fame in this one respect
alone. But of all the good gifts
which nature had so lavishly bestowed on
this favorite child his musical powers
were the most remarkable; even his
ringing laugh was melody itself; and
the rich, full, sweet voice that so constantly
gladdened our ears and entranced
our souls, how we shall miss its witchery!
How can we bear to hear "The
Lost Chord" or "A Heart Bowed Down"
ever again in other tones than his?
And yet, dear friends, this is not the
spirit in which we should bear the sad
break in our little band. He would
never have wished our Grange to be dull
for the lack of his presence. No! could he
speak to us again he would desire each
and all to make every effort to fill the
void by always bringing some offering
here, if only in remembrance of the lost
brother who played on our feelings as
upon some instrument, so marvellously
and so well, were the theme, fact of fancy,
grave or gay. Many have expressed
a keen regretthat his last hours had
not been passed elsewhere, but to us it
seems that nothing so became his life as
his death. There are none who feel the
ties of brotherhood more strongly than
did he, and it was fitting that he, who
loved the Grange so well, should have
been sheltered by its roof-tree and tended
by its members when the pale messenger
came. He was one who could
have echoed the sentiment:

"Life we have been long together,
In sunshine and in stormy weather,
'Tis hard to part when friends are dear;
Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh or tear;
Then steal away, choose thine own time,
Give little warning
Say not good night;
But in some brighter clime
Bid me good morning."

An essay, a story, some new discovery
or old experience, nay even a cheerful
countenance and a friendly greeting,
any or all of these by recalling his own
efforts to instruct and amuse, will be his
best monument in our Grange, his most
enduring tablet in our hearts, a living,
breathing memory that shall make us better
men and women, and better patrons.

"Then yield not to sorrow, life has not a
day,
That gives not some sunshine to brighten
our way,
Weep not for the past, tho' it hold in
his gloom,
Cherished friends that have sunk to
their rest in the tomb,
For 'tis sweet to lie down with a song
yet ensuing
And wake its first notes in a Heavenly
tongue."

M. B. T.

"W. M., Brothers and Sisters: -We
meet to-day, on an occasion the most
solemn and sad, of all that have brought
us together since our Order has its existence.
Spared as we have hither to been,
in so remarkable a degree, from separations
caused by Death, we are now forced
to acknowledge the awful and overwhelming
visitation of his hand. So sudden
and appaling, we can as yet hardly realize
it. At one of our largest and
most cheerful social meetings, -in sight
of all, before our very face-a favorite
brother, admired and esteemed for qualities
such as few possess in an equal degree,
-in the prime of manly vigor and
apparent perfect health - while in the
very act of exerting his unrivalled powers
for our entertainment; -falls, without
any warning, gently down, passing
in a few brief hours from life to death.
Could we concieve a scence more terrible
- more harrowing to the feelings
which have drawn us together, and, for
nearly seven years, kept us united by a
fraternal bond.

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