^PROGRAMME OF EXERCISES^ 
 
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 Womh of General y. Srant, 
 
 MeniorlaP ©ay, May SOtft, i§>§>J. 
 
 1. ^tttijeval ^arclt, . . _ chop™ 
 
 CONTERNO'S BAND. 
 
 2. ^ittial of tXxn ^vixixA ^vmvi of tixe 'MtpnhXic. 
 
 COMMANDER HENRY W. KNIGHT, U. S. GRANT POS", , No. 327. 
 
 " Comrades, the duty of to-day is of impressive significance," &c. 
 
 3. %nUQiix Witvix. 
 
 GENTLEMEN OF THE APOLLO CLUB, JOHN HYATT BREWER, DIRECTOR, 
 
 He who is upright, Iciad, aud free from erroi's, 
 Needs not the aid of arms or men to guard him ; 
 
 Safely he moves — a child to .rcuilty terrors, 
 Strong in his virtues. 
 
 If fate should take me where tlie summer breezes 
 Ne'er warmed the earth nor ,?ported with tlie flowers, 
 
 Where darkness reigns, and angry Jove oppresses 
 -Faint, toih'ng mortals. 
 
 Place me where fate denies to man a dwelling; 
 
 Conscious of right, all other cares neglecting, 
 There could I live, thy charms and virtues telling. 
 
 Sweet, smiling Nature. 
 
4. '^VUVi&X. 
 
 REV. D. 0. FERRIS, CHAPLAIN, U. S. GRANT POST, No, 327. 
 
 5. i^itwaX 0f tto m. ^. 3- 
 
 COMMANDER HENRY W. KNIGHT. 
 
 " To-day is the festival of our dead," &c. 
 
 6. |5lthtaX (S. 11. - - Responsive Service 
 
 CHAPLAIN D. O. FERRIS AND APOLLO CLUB, 
 
 Chaj>. — " What man is that liveth and shall not see death? Shall he deliver 
 his soul from the hand of the grave? If a man die, shall he live 
 again ?" 
 
 Choir. — " Jesus Christ said, ' [ am the resurrection and the life. He that 
 believeth in Me, tliough he were dead, yet shall he live ; and he that 
 liveth and believeth in Me shall never die.' " 
 
 Chap. — " Let not your heart be troubled. Believe in God ; believe also in 
 Me. In My Father's house are many mansions. I go to prepare a place 
 for you." 
 
 Choir. — " Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord. Yea, saith the Spirit, 
 that they may rest from their labors." 
 
 Chap. — " They shall hunger no more ; neither thirst any more." 
 
 Choir. — "Neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat." 
 
 Oha/p. — ''For the Lamb, which is in the midst of the throne, shall feed them, 
 and lead thera unto living fountains of water." 
 
 Choir. — " And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes." 
 
 Chap. — " There shall bo no more death, neither sorrow nor crying; neither 
 shall there be any more pain." 
 
 Choir. — " For the former tilings have passed away." 
 
7. ilitttal of m CS. |^. % 
 
 OFFICER OF THE DAY P. S. WILLIAMSON, U. S. GRANT POST, No. 327 , 
 
 " In your name, my comrades," &c. 
 
 8. Ritual of m& (g. ^. 3. 
 
 CHAPLAIN D, O. FERRIS. 
 
 " Comrades, by this service, without distinction of race or creed," &c. 
 
 Dudley Buck 
 gentlemen of the apollo club, john hyatt brewer, director. 
 
 " Fair are these houses, fairer far the dwelling 
 Built by the Master. 
 
 Death, the gentle angel, tenderly leads us. 
 Throwing wide the portals. 
 Bidding us enter. 
 
 Blessed is life here, though by new affliction 
 Saddened each moment. 
 There be^'ond the river . 
 Happier are the sainted ; 
 
 There the bliss unending, knowing no sorrow. 
 
 Gloomy for us ; our paths they tread no longer. 
 
 Kindly the hand of Christ stretches out thro' the darkness, 
 
 Clasping it stand we, waiting till the summons calls us to follow." 
 
 to. ©mtiou. 
 
 JOHN RHEY THOMPSON, D. D. 
 
 11. "^nntmX '^nxc% . . . beethoven 
 
 CONTERNO'S BAND, 
 
12. pMttttX, 
 
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 GENTLEMEN OF THE APOLLO CLUB. 
 
 My country, 'tis of thee, 
 Sweet land of liberty. 
 
 Of thee I sing, 
 Land where my fathers died — 
 Land of the pilgrim's pride. 
 From every mountain side 
 
 Let Freedom ring. 
 
 My native counti-y thee, 
 Land of the noble, free, 
 
 Thy name I love. 
 I love thy rooks and rills, 
 Thy woods and templed hills. 
 My heart with rapture thrills 
 
 Like that above. 
 
 Let music swell the breeze, 
 And ring from all the trees 
 
 Sweet Freedom's song. 
 Let mortal tongues awake, 
 Let all that breathe partake. 
 Let rocks their silence break- 
 
 The sound prolong. 
 
 Our fathers' God to thee. 
 Author of liberty, 
 
 To thee we sing. 
 Long may onr land be bright 
 With Freedom's holy light ; 
 Protect us by Thy might, 
 
 Great God, our King ! 
 
 CONTERNO'S BAND. 
 
 14. WxxQln ®nXX, 
 
 Lights Out 
 
 15. §ax«tHx;tixiu. 
 
 REV. HENRY A. BUTTS, D.D., OF DREW THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY. 
 
 SEYMOUR DURST