Random Recollections Of Foreign Travel.

There is not much in the foregoing , but it has reminded me agreeably of a pleasant useful time , and it recalls how strongly the Masonic tie was felt between two men of widely different beliefs . The immediate cause of Sorabjee and myself resuming

acquaintance , aud shaking hands as it were over the vast span which separates East and West , has been Freemasonry . It seems appropriate , therefore , that I should tell the circumstances with which our friendshi p began in the pages of a Mason ' s magazineIf

. they teach anything it is toleration . If the Masonic events of the last year , great and pregnant as they appear , enforce their true Masonic moral , they will make us all more tolerant , and truly charitable ; and lessen what Gibbon held to be the

counterbalancing vice of the early Christiansspiritual pride . It is in this sense that I regard the peaceful establishment of a Masonic Lod ge in the heart of Rome as the most encouraging and gratifying incident of all . Revilings , backbitings , and slander

are met thus at their head-quarters charitably aud kindly by the bestowal of Masonic Light , and by the genial approval and willing hand of ° the English brotherhood . Thus may we hope that the principles of Masonry will flourish

and extend until the Random Recollections of a not far distant future may include pleasant Masonic experiences among the mistaken people who now think it right to vilify au institution based on those grand principles of morality , which it is their professed duty to ur . hold .

To Lois.

TO LOIS .

Ah ! Lois , years and years have sped Since first I saw your pleasant J ' ace , And love is cold , and hope is dead , With vanished years and faded grace ; For you are old , though "debonnaire , " And I am far on life ' s descent , Yet in those

seasons bright and fair , Ours were joy , trust , and content . ' We took the present in its flino-. We let the glittering hours pass , What cheery sonars you used to sing 1 ¥ ou were a very prettlass !

y And memory takes a random Bight , ^ To welcome days aud blissful hours , To scenes of tenderness and light , To fairy meads and perfumed bow ' rs .

To Lois.

I see you now , so full of fun , So quaint , so winning in your ways ; I watch the race you fleetly run , I catch you in the winding maze ; And merry hearts aud laughing eyes Around me gladly seem to gather . Alas ! fair Lois , how time flies , How tann'd we are by wind and weather .

Our lives in different scenes have past , We ' ve met but seldom , hardly ever , We knew the dream it could not last , We knew our lots must sadly sever ; And yet the dear , delusive dream , Like shadows , melted fast away ; How different such visions seem , Which rise before our eyes to-day .

Yes , you and I have seldom met , To talk of ancient clays and feeling ; For us our sun has long been set , We have no secret worth revealing ; We ' ve played the farce which others played ,

Which youth has often played before , We now are both most stern and staid , Our past is o ' er for evermore .

Yet Lois , in those eyes of thine , I sometimes think I yet can trace A liquid brilliancy divine , A memory of witching grace , When you and I were young and true , When all we saw and all we ht

soug Was brilliant in affection ' s hue , When hearts were brave and love unbought . W .

The Duvenger Curse

THE DUVENGER CURSE

ELLA . V . CLYDE . ( Continued from page 131 . ) "It will do no harm to have the truth known , " he went on ; " it may save trouble .

Remember , Cousin Isabel , ' not I , but Fate has dealt this blow . ' " " What is it . " she asked , startled . " Why , here is Hathaway playing the devoted cavalier to you , when six months ago it was arranged that he was to become my brother . "