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Adventures Of A Masonic Hat.
stolen a hat , which , however , was difficult to prove : but it struck our hero on the sudden that some scout might be on the look-out , so he ran out of the office—the police officer after him , —and sure enough there was a man on the look-out , who , seeing Quinton and the officer , took to his heels , but was soon over-matched in speed , —and on his head was the identical hat , which Quinton remembered full well . The owner was sent for , and proved the case—the hat was his . The thief was the
interpreter to the other , and his dexterity was complimented by a month ' s employment on the treadmill . Who after this will say that Quinton is un-cannie ? I beg to recommend him as one of much promise . The tidings of a hat come home to my feelings ; \ vho knows but that some day or other I may be abstracted from my dormitory , and want the energy and tact of a Quinton to restore me to my place of security ? Your ever attached friend , THE GRAND COCKED HAT .
Poetry.
POETRY .
SONNET . OH , what is Masonry—but gushing streams Of human kindness flowing forth in love ! Bright flashing—on whose crystal bosom beams The light of truth , reflected from above . Teaching sweet lessons , waking kindly thought ; Such as from time to time have warmed the hearts
Of earth ' s best children . Men by heaven taught , That man is likest God when he imparts To others happiness . Such is the light Which will burn brightly in a Mason ' s breast ; If he have learned his glorious task aright , And with the lesson duly be impressed . Yes , such is Masonry ! and blessed are they , Whose noble hearts reflect its feeblest ray . W . SNEWING .
Monody
MONODY
ON THE DEATH OF WM . FERGUSSON , ESQ ., LATE GOVERNOR OF SIERRA LEONE , AFRICA . IN ev ' ry eye hath Sorrow placed a tear , Prepared by Love , to drop on Virtue ' s bier ; In ev ' ry manly bosom Grief conceals A sighwhich Worthwhen lost to sihtreveals .
, , g , 'Tis o ' er the tomb , when in its narrow vault .- ,-.- We , shrouded , sleep , that Envy finds no fault ; . There Malice , save with dsemon-hatred arm 'd , Lets fall her shaft , half hid , by Pity charm'd ; . There , as we ponder o ' er the unseen dead , ¦ We cease to hate , as our own lot we read ;
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Adventures Of A Masonic Hat.
stolen a hat , which , however , was difficult to prove : but it struck our hero on the sudden that some scout might be on the look-out , so he ran out of the office—the police officer after him , —and sure enough there was a man on the look-out , who , seeing Quinton and the officer , took to his heels , but was soon over-matched in speed , —and on his head was the identical hat , which Quinton remembered full well . The owner was sent for , and proved the case—the hat was his . The thief was the
interpreter to the other , and his dexterity was complimented by a month ' s employment on the treadmill . Who after this will say that Quinton is un-cannie ? I beg to recommend him as one of much promise . The tidings of a hat come home to my feelings ; \ vho knows but that some day or other I may be abstracted from my dormitory , and want the energy and tact of a Quinton to restore me to my place of security ? Your ever attached friend , THE GRAND COCKED HAT .
Poetry.
POETRY .
SONNET . OH , what is Masonry—but gushing streams Of human kindness flowing forth in love ! Bright flashing—on whose crystal bosom beams The light of truth , reflected from above . Teaching sweet lessons , waking kindly thought ; Such as from time to time have warmed the hearts
Of earth ' s best children . Men by heaven taught , That man is likest God when he imparts To others happiness . Such is the light Which will burn brightly in a Mason ' s breast ; If he have learned his glorious task aright , And with the lesson duly be impressed . Yes , such is Masonry ! and blessed are they , Whose noble hearts reflect its feeblest ray . W . SNEWING .
Monody
MONODY
ON THE DEATH OF WM . FERGUSSON , ESQ ., LATE GOVERNOR OF SIERRA LEONE , AFRICA . IN ev ' ry eye hath Sorrow placed a tear , Prepared by Love , to drop on Virtue ' s bier ; In ev ' ry manly bosom Grief conceals A sighwhich Worthwhen lost to sihtreveals .
, , g , 'Tis o ' er the tomb , when in its narrow vault .- ,-.- We , shrouded , sleep , that Envy finds no fault ; . There Malice , save with dsemon-hatred arm 'd , Lets fall her shaft , half hid , by Pity charm'd ; . There , as we ponder o ' er the unseen dead , ¦ We cease to hate , as our own lot we read ;