On Father Foy's Notes.

" positivism" or the " morale independante , " or the equally tolerant unscrupulousnoss of scientific or materialistic infidelity . But all this , at the worst , is not " Illuminatism , " and in Anglo-Saxon

Freemasonry all these ideas and utterances are utterly scouted and condemned . Anglo-Saxon Freemasonry is still what it has ever been—a loyal and peaceable , a religious and benevolent Order , and it is most unjust on tho part of Roman

Catholic scribes or lecturers—because they do not like tho principles of Freemasonry —to invent these deliberate falsehoods , " ad invidiam , " to " abuse the plaintiff ' s attorney , " to interject tho suspicion that Freemasonry is Illuminatism , or that

Ilhiminatisin is Freemasonry ? " Loyalty ancl Charity " constitute our motto ; Brotherly Love , Belief , and Truth , are our leading principles ; ancl we wish good-bye to Father Foy to-day , hoping that when next he writes about Freemasonry—and above

all lectures about it in the House of Godhe will remember the Truth—the whole Truth—and nothing but the Truth ! No doubt a little allowance should be made for the prejudices of education , and the unfortunate tone taken up by an

infallible authority . But it is quite clear that all Roman Catholic writers are just now hi a " haze " on the subject of Freemasonry , and the sooner they get out of it the better .

A Trip To Dai-Butsu.

A TRIP TO DAI-BUTSU .

Yokoska Dockyard , Japan , May 29 th , 1873 . THE long-looked-for day dawned gloriously , with a fair promise of keeping so to the end , so we concluded during our earl y

morning bath in the still atmosphere of Tunnel bore . On reaching- the Dockyard we found we had loitered too long over the opening charms of our holiday , and that scarcel y ten minutes were left us to breaktest and dress in . However , spite of a temperature over 80 degrees , we were

snugly ensconced in the sampan ( boat ) some seconds before our native guide , Nobooz-o , had completed his preparations . Our guide , by the way , an intelligentlooking native speaking pretty good English , had in our honour donned a complete European suit of clothes , the elastic boots and deer stalker ' s hat of which were

destined to prove anything but pleasant to him on the return journey . But shove off , No-booz-o , we are all in C— G— WF— B— . Roast beef , salt beef , bread , pickles , sardines , salmon , ale ( bottled by the East India Pale Ale Company ' s agent , No-booz-o ) , brandyrum—yes , all in ! Once

, again shovo off , No-booz-o . Away we go merrily 0 ! gliding over the glassy surface of the sea in the fragrant morning air , with spirits above par , and hopes centred in Dai-Butsu . The Japanese sampans , have a motion of their own , not being- pulled , as

our own boats , but sculled by one , two , three , or four men , standing up in the stern . With six or eight men I have seen them attain a speed of over eight knots an hour . We are nearing the narrow opening of what appears to be a canalfor the

up-, right earthy sides showing red and gray evidence the work of man . We stay to water on our passage through by the side of a junk moored alongside one of the most picturesque brick - kilns in the world .

Leaving the canal we pass at once into the capacious bay of Kana-sawa , where so many beauties claim our attention that we find it impossible to take note of all . Low , rounded hills , clothed with varying shades of green to their summits , between which wooded valleys and smiling lains of cultivated

p soil , with native cottages dotted here and there , pass in quick succession . Small islands everywhere , some too steep to tempt the tiller of the soil , where plains ancl valleys lay in such profusion all around , consequently with a rank vegetation , perchance

the growth of centuries , overspreading all . One more point and we alter course , running down between an island ancl the mainland into full view of the town of Kana-sawa . Leaving it on our ri ght we steer right across , to the opposite shore ,

landing at a rustic summer-house of some ancient god . Dismissing our boatmen we hire a couple of coolies and a Jeanrik-sba , or Jhon-rik-sha ( a li ght twowheeled carriage drawn b y one man—very L