1868 Proceedings - Grand Lodge of Missouri

EULOGY. Correepondence, in which field he particularly dietinguiehed himself, and attracted the attention of the Fraternity at large.

A great man is fallen. Our eYe8 search for路 hie familiar presence in vain; his voice is hushed forever; our ean are no more charmed b,r his eloquence. His form is rigid in the eternal trance of death, ahd a hand that was wont to return our cordial grasp of fellowship is not extended to us in fraternal greeting to-day. A heart moulded of generosity, and wanned by life-long devotion to the llaeonic Order, is pulseless and cold.

A link is severed in our mystic chain. " A silver cord is loosed, a golden bowl is broken. - . - The dust has returned 路to the earth as it was, and the spirit has returned unto God who gave it." We bow in submission to the fiat of an overruling Providence, who orderethall things well; yet poor human nature, enveloped in the darkness ot an irreparable misfortune, pleads for human recognition. In our present surroundings we can not but feel that a master mind 'of our assemblies is absent-gone to another sphere, beyond our thought and ken, and thus we realize with o\'erwhelming force the solemn fact-ANTHONY O'SVLLIVAN is dead I What should we do; what should we say, under this great affliction?

Nothingwe may do can repair our loss; nothing we may say can soothe our sorrow. We stand, helpless, in the deep void of our bereavement, a~ it were, on the very spot where the spectre death hath smitten down a friend and brother, venerable by the measure of his wisdom, and in the full vigor of intellect and manhood. He was stricken to the earth by the universal destroyer, and, it would seem. all that remains of him is only a lJla.1t where he has been.

Not so f The outward form is indeed gone; but the great spirit which animated his life, is among us-visible, and still active in the good he accomplished. Hili example, too, is left us-a pattern worthy the imitation of all, and his memory to the fraternity of Free and Accepted Masons will be forever. dear.

Anthony O'Sullivan is not dead! He is with us to-da.r-living, breathing, speaking, acting! Acts are living things. They constitute the progressive power of the world in which we live, and their accumulative force, from age to age, bears us on toward the wonderful mystery of eternity, Thus mankind are still linked together-the living with the dead; the lh'ing subject to the inevitable changes of nature j the dead living in the memory of deeds-the immortal 80ul finally reposing in the bosom of the Father of all.

We deem the present a fitting time to recall the bright example of our illustrious brother, and dedicate a tribute to his memory. In bis grave he