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To The Editor.
TO THE EDITOR .
SIR AND BROTHER , —Permit me , through your medium , thus publicly and most cordially to sympathize with that patriotic Mason Dr . Crucefix , on what , to him in particular , must be a grievous disappointment , in his endeavours to extend the benefits of our noble Order—noble still , though prostituted , in the case alluded to , to unworthy purposes . The Grand Master is evidently governed by the opinions of mercenary men about him , who fear that if so much money be applied to the sacred purposes of charity , there will remain so much the less for misapplication .
This is the great secret , and it will ancl imui come out . History will record the truth , ancl I am quite sure there are men in the fraternity , and high in the Order too , who would not hesitate to break every law , and alter every landmark of Masonry , to serve their own dirty purposes . But what can be done—might will overcome right in spite of us . A majority can always be packed in Grand Lodge to carry anything . However , if the Grand Lodge by authority begins to restrict Masonic benevolence , the institution will soon be strangled in its own cable tow ,
for under circumstances we have very little else to boast of . A PROVINCIAL MASON OF FIFTY-TWO YEARS STANDING , AGED SEVENTY-ONE YEARS .
Poetry.
POETRY .
ADIEU AUX FRERES DE LA LOGE DE SAINT JAMES . PAR M . LEON DE WAILLY . ADIEU ! un chaleureux et tendre adieu , Chers freres du noeud mystique ! Vous du petit nombre des favorises , des illumines
, Compagnons de mes joies mondaines . ' Quoique je doive me hater vers des terres etrangeres Poursuivant la boule glissante de la fortune , Le ccour attendri , et I ' ceil plein de larmes , Je penserais toujours a vous , quoique bien loin .
Souvent je me suis reunis a votre bande joyeuse , Et nous avons passe la nuit en gais festins ; Souvent , honore de commandement supreme , J ' ai preside les fils de la lumiere : Et a ce ; te clarte hieroglyphique Que les artisans sculs peuvent voir , La memoire fidele ecrira dans mon cceur Ces scenes heureuses quand je serai bien loin .
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To The Editor.
TO THE EDITOR .
SIR AND BROTHER , —Permit me , through your medium , thus publicly and most cordially to sympathize with that patriotic Mason Dr . Crucefix , on what , to him in particular , must be a grievous disappointment , in his endeavours to extend the benefits of our noble Order—noble still , though prostituted , in the case alluded to , to unworthy purposes . The Grand Master is evidently governed by the opinions of mercenary men about him , who fear that if so much money be applied to the sacred purposes of charity , there will remain so much the less for misapplication .
This is the great secret , and it will ancl imui come out . History will record the truth , ancl I am quite sure there are men in the fraternity , and high in the Order too , who would not hesitate to break every law , and alter every landmark of Masonry , to serve their own dirty purposes . But what can be done—might will overcome right in spite of us . A majority can always be packed in Grand Lodge to carry anything . However , if the Grand Lodge by authority begins to restrict Masonic benevolence , the institution will soon be strangled in its own cable tow ,
for under circumstances we have very little else to boast of . A PROVINCIAL MASON OF FIFTY-TWO YEARS STANDING , AGED SEVENTY-ONE YEARS .
Poetry.
POETRY .
ADIEU AUX FRERES DE LA LOGE DE SAINT JAMES . PAR M . LEON DE WAILLY . ADIEU ! un chaleureux et tendre adieu , Chers freres du noeud mystique ! Vous du petit nombre des favorises , des illumines
, Compagnons de mes joies mondaines . ' Quoique je doive me hater vers des terres etrangeres Poursuivant la boule glissante de la fortune , Le ccour attendri , et I ' ceil plein de larmes , Je penserais toujours a vous , quoique bien loin .
Souvent je me suis reunis a votre bande joyeuse , Et nous avons passe la nuit en gais festins ; Souvent , honore de commandement supreme , J ' ai preside les fils de la lumiere : Et a ce ; te clarte hieroglyphique Que les artisans sculs peuvent voir , La memoire fidele ecrira dans mon cceur Ces scenes heureuses quand je serai bien loin .