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To The Editor
under his guidance merely by the Warden , while the " Installed Master " sits in the chair or the seat of the P . M . ? In Lodge 3 ;* >' , Liverpool , the Lodge has been opened , ex cathedra , in the three degrees , the first and second degree given , and a candidate for the third degree examined by the S . W ., a P . M . being present , with the other members ; and the third degree has been given by a P . J . W „ who has descended to the rank of a private member , the W . M . sitting in the chair , and the Orator
standing by the pedestal . Is this legal ? Yours , fraternally , A TYRO . £ If the Wardens were not previously P . Masters , the case is one for the Board of General Purposes—being one of mala-praxis—and consequently illegal . With what face can such Masons as are here alluded to , decry spurious Freemasons , themselves committing such unmasonic acts . —ED . 1
Adventures Of A Masonic Hat.
ADVENTURES OF A MASONIC HAT .
MB . EDITOR . —It'is long since I last addressed you ; indeed I have nearly sighed out my sorrow : —napless , moth-eaten , and care-worn , —I even fancy my only friend the' Grand Tiler begins to lose his sympathy for me : however I must , hasten to my tale . You must know that my friend Quinton , who is a kind of sub-deputy-sub-assistant to Grand Lodge , has been looked on as not over- ' cannie , but what I am going to state will actually put him on a par with some of the most renowned
Brethren of the day , and that comparisons may even be drawn between the natural shrewdness of my friend and the wondrous lucubrations of that astonishing and modest Freemason who so rules the roast as even publicly to direct the Grand Masler in : the line of duty , —and even emulates him who has made a happy Lodge the object of much needless notoriety . —Thus , then , some three months since , the'Lodge of Benevolence having terminated its sitting , one of the Past-Masters was minus . —not his head , but—his hat ! Quinton was asked for it , but to ask was not to have ; a look , a withering look , almost annihilated Quinton , and the hat-less Past-Master wended his way-homeward . A sleepless night
did Quinton pass , and the fear of losing his future rest led him to think —to think was to act ; he fixed on his culprit , and the next day saw him threading the maze of London in , search thereof , nor was he long in his search ; accosting one of those foreigners who had been relieved at the previous Lodge of Benevolence , he asked him to share a tankard , to which no objection was made—and , that finished , Quinton said he wished a further walk , observing that company was agreeable , and that
afterwards they would have another tankard . In time they reached Bow Street , and , passing by the barracks , our hero asked his friend to step in while he asked a questiOri . " No , " said the foreigner , " ! don ' t like to go inside . " While the conversation was going on a police officer came up , and enquired what was the matter ; Quinton hinted'that his friend would not enter the barracks , but that he had good reasons that he should do so . "Enough , " said the officer , " so enter both arid quickly . " Quinton told his simple tale ; that he suspected the man had
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
To The Editor
under his guidance merely by the Warden , while the " Installed Master " sits in the chair or the seat of the P . M . ? In Lodge 3 ;* >' , Liverpool , the Lodge has been opened , ex cathedra , in the three degrees , the first and second degree given , and a candidate for the third degree examined by the S . W ., a P . M . being present , with the other members ; and the third degree has been given by a P . J . W „ who has descended to the rank of a private member , the W . M . sitting in the chair , and the Orator
standing by the pedestal . Is this legal ? Yours , fraternally , A TYRO . £ If the Wardens were not previously P . Masters , the case is one for the Board of General Purposes—being one of mala-praxis—and consequently illegal . With what face can such Masons as are here alluded to , decry spurious Freemasons , themselves committing such unmasonic acts . —ED . 1
Adventures Of A Masonic Hat.
ADVENTURES OF A MASONIC HAT .
MB . EDITOR . —It'is long since I last addressed you ; indeed I have nearly sighed out my sorrow : —napless , moth-eaten , and care-worn , —I even fancy my only friend the' Grand Tiler begins to lose his sympathy for me : however I must , hasten to my tale . You must know that my friend Quinton , who is a kind of sub-deputy-sub-assistant to Grand Lodge , has been looked on as not over- ' cannie , but what I am going to state will actually put him on a par with some of the most renowned
Brethren of the day , and that comparisons may even be drawn between the natural shrewdness of my friend and the wondrous lucubrations of that astonishing and modest Freemason who so rules the roast as even publicly to direct the Grand Masler in : the line of duty , —and even emulates him who has made a happy Lodge the object of much needless notoriety . —Thus , then , some three months since , the'Lodge of Benevolence having terminated its sitting , one of the Past-Masters was minus . —not his head , but—his hat ! Quinton was asked for it , but to ask was not to have ; a look , a withering look , almost annihilated Quinton , and the hat-less Past-Master wended his way-homeward . A sleepless night
did Quinton pass , and the fear of losing his future rest led him to think —to think was to act ; he fixed on his culprit , and the next day saw him threading the maze of London in , search thereof , nor was he long in his search ; accosting one of those foreigners who had been relieved at the previous Lodge of Benevolence , he asked him to share a tankard , to which no objection was made—and , that finished , Quinton said he wished a further walk , observing that company was agreeable , and that
afterwards they would have another tankard . In time they reached Bow Street , and , passing by the barracks , our hero asked his friend to step in while he asked a questiOri . " No , " said the foreigner , " ! don ' t like to go inside . " While the conversation was going on a police officer came up , and enquired what was the matter ; Quinton hinted'that his friend would not enter the barracks , but that he had good reasons that he should do so . "Enough , " said the officer , " so enter both arid quickly . " Quinton told his simple tale ; that he suspected the man had