Early Freemasonry In Ireland.

The present jewel is the only one now knoAvn to bo in existence . The members wore them for a Avhile , but at last death removed the old Brethren , and the younger Craftsmen leaving tho neighbourhood , the survivors gave up the furniture , Warrant , & e , to Bro . Somerville , that they might be protected . Bro . SomerviEe , on hearing of tho revival of the Lodge at Dublin in 1876 , sent Dr . ToAvnshend the jeAvels Avhich that good Brother presented to Bro . Guin on behalf of the members . The name is UOAV

changed to the " Abercom Lodge , " AA'hich AVC think a pity , under the circumstances because the historical associations of the old Lodge may , AVC fear , in time be lost . Tho Lodge " Shamrock " at one time kept a pack of hounds , called the " Masonic Harriers , " and doubtless after following the hounds in the morning , the members Avould often unite in the afternoon in singing the lines of the Irish poet Moore , after tho Master ' s

toast" 0 , the Shamrock ! the green immortal Shamrock ! Chosen leaf Of Bard and Chief , Old Erin ' s native Shamrock !" Avhich AA'as their Charter-song , and tho old house in the village Avould ring again and again Avith the joyous hearty chorus of tho enthusiastic huntsmen ancl Masons . Masonic

Hounds Avere certainly a unique appendage to tho Lodge furniture , but apparently tho zest for the sport in no Avay lessened the ardour of the members for their Masonic duties . In conclusion , AA'C unite our prayers to the many by Brethren scattered over the globe in Avishing continued health and happiness to one of the surviving members of the old " Shamrock Lodge , No . 27 , " in tho person of tho esteemed , distinguished , and beloved Brother , the Hon . Judge Townshencl , LL . D ., of Dublin .

The Chamber Of Imagery.

THE CHAMBER OF IMAGERY .

From the "Advocate . ' ' HAH ,, workmen of the mystic labour , hail !' To-ni ght let all things that have language speak , Here iu the image-chamber of the Craft , Where truth and virtue beam on every hand ;

Above—the spangled Arch , Avhose diamond rays Twinkle SAveet Avelcome on our road to Heaven ; Around—emblems of truth , eternal , grand , Quaint old imaginings , of bygone days ; Before —oh , blest eternally of God , Yon Book , whose secret is undying hope ;

Beneath—the earth , our mother , vrhence Ave sprung , Ancl in whose bosom Ave shall sleep at last ; All these inspire and move the Poet ' s heart To claim a Avelcome , Brothers , in your Band , And let them speak ; those pillars that look down In brazen symbolisms cm the scene ; That golden G , that names the Sacred Name ,

The Sheaf that marks His beauty and His love ; The Gavel ringing in submissive ears ; The Level , Plumb and Square on faithful breasts ; The Gauge , Avise monitor of fleeting time—Of time , whose sands no mortal may recall ; The Trowel , with its soothing tale of peace , Each has its voice , and let it speak to-night .