Memorial Services To Be Held Monday May 31

Farnam will fittingly observe Decoration Day, on Monday May 31.

The following program will be given at the hall, beginning at 1:30 p.m. After the program the crowd will March to the Cemetery where the Salute shot will be fired and the final prayers prayed. The flowers will be placed upon the graves by flower girls in charge of Florence Velte.

Selection . . . . . . . . . . . . .by Orchestra
America . . . . . . . . . . . . . . by Audience
Invocation . . . . . . . . . . . .by Rev. Sieck
Duet . .  . . . . . . Faye Hudson, Hazel Goesch
Gettysburg Address . . . . . . . . Max McNickle
Song . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Male Quartette
Address . . . . . . . . . . Rev. Merrill Carman
Star Spangled Banner . . . . . . . . . Audience
Benediction . . . . . . . . . . . . Rev. Owings

MEMORIAL DAY

General John A. (Black Jack) Logan, at the time Commander-in-chief of the Grand Army of the Republic, issued an order th that body, in 1868, that May 30th, would be set aside each year fo the purpose of decorating the graves of those who were killed in the Civil War. All but nine states in the Union have made this day a legal holiday which is observed with parades and appropriate services, not only in honor of those sho fell in the Civil war, but also, of the World War and other conflicts.

Many of us are prone to forege the significance of the Day and regard it simply as a holiday to be spent for our own selfish pleasure. How sad it is htat we do not render to those heroes, still living, the love and homage of the little child in the picture, and to the dead, the sacred memory such homage would inspire.

Let us, at least, on this approaching Memorial Day, pay the tribute of a salute, not alone to the flag, but to the passing “buddies” of the World War and their forefathers, the feeble old “boys” in blue, and in the words of S. M. Kneil—

Let little hands bring blossoms sweet
To brave men lying low;
Let little hearts to soldiers dead
Their love and honor show.
We'll love the flag they loved so well
The dear old banner bright,
We'll love the land for which they fell,
With soul, and strength and might.