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Extracts From A Minute Book Of The Last Century.
interest for some readers , I will conclude with the last entry in the book"April the 3 rd , 1806 . Opened in the Third Degree ; all officers present . The Minutes of the last Lodge were read and confirmed , when the W . M . gave a lecture in the First Degree . Br . Corcoran
proposed that our Br . Tyler should be allowed three shillings for Tyeling and summoning the Brethren of this Lodge , which was seconded by Bro . Renalds , W . M . A petition was laid before this Lodge from Br . Wilsonwho is in Distress , requesting its
, support at the next Steward ' s Lodge . Nothing more being offered for the good of Masonry , the Lodge was closed in good order at 10 o ' clock . Bros , present . Visiting Bros . L . 37 .
W . M . Ronalds - - 1 0 Clark 0 1 0 S . W . Lawrence - 1 0 Hawkes 0 10 Evans - - - - 1 0 O'Brien 0 10 Miller -.--20 Savage 0 1 0 Yates - - - - 1 0 GubbettO 1 0 Goldsworthy - - 1 0 Pierce 0 1 0 Honedew - - - 1 0 Pain- 0 10
Cubmore - - - 1 0 240 , Pizgele 1 0 Corcoran - - - 0 0 Narch 0 10 forBagg - - - 2 0 2 l 2 , Levetal 0 Lodge 159 , Wilson 1 0 Sharp 10 0 10 0 Young 10 0 16 0
14 0 160 R . W . Plummer - 1 0 No . lO . Weatherheadl 0 16 0 House Bill 17 3
Tyler- - - 0 3 0 Candles - 0 12 0 2 2 3 Do my readers think this little paper worth perusing ? If so , I may not have made even these trifling extracts from a umble , humdrum record altogether in vain .
Musing.
MUSING .
I M stringing my thoughts together As I watch the flow of the tide , The ships sail hither and thither And gay steamers onward glide . There ' s an ever and ever going With the restless motion of life ,
The waves of the sea just showing The faintest approach to our strife . To me there ' s a rhythm in motion That casts a spell o'er my brain , Awaking quaint thought and notion That twine like the links of a chain .
I look through the vista of years , And scenes of my childhood I see , My eyes are all blinded with tears , The view is too touching for me . The playmates and friends of my youth , No more shall I see them again ,
They are gone from the world ; like truth The shore and the ocean remain . And still , as the visions advance , My heart beats faster and quick , I seem to be quite in a trance , The air ajjpears misty and thick ; But out from the mist and the haze , The forms of the lost ones arise ,
The Magic of mind each obeys , And floats fast away to the skies . One bright scene , above all the rest , Transfixes TOJ soul with deli ght ; In glory I see one who ' s blest—An angel all clothed in white . I fancy she beckons and speaks
, I feel I uuist go to her soon ; Love tells me she ardently seeks My spirit from midni ght till noon . As I gaze , the features so dear Illumine with expression divine ; 'Tis meed for the pilrimage here
g , When love ' s rays on this earth combine . They ' re a light to guide us below , A token from those that we love , A sign that the faithful may know Their devotion is cherished above . For after the perils are past
That euvirou our souls in this life , We ' re taught there ' s a haven at last , Where all are exempted from strife . And so , till my mission is clone , I patiently journey along ; Just seeking fresh strength from the Son , My heart , it rejoiceth with song .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Extracts From A Minute Book Of The Last Century.
interest for some readers , I will conclude with the last entry in the book"April the 3 rd , 1806 . Opened in the Third Degree ; all officers present . The Minutes of the last Lodge were read and confirmed , when the W . M . gave a lecture in the First Degree . Br . Corcoran
proposed that our Br . Tyler should be allowed three shillings for Tyeling and summoning the Brethren of this Lodge , which was seconded by Bro . Renalds , W . M . A petition was laid before this Lodge from Br . Wilsonwho is in Distress , requesting its
, support at the next Steward ' s Lodge . Nothing more being offered for the good of Masonry , the Lodge was closed in good order at 10 o ' clock . Bros , present . Visiting Bros . L . 37 .
W . M . Ronalds - - 1 0 Clark 0 1 0 S . W . Lawrence - 1 0 Hawkes 0 10 Evans - - - - 1 0 O'Brien 0 10 Miller -.--20 Savage 0 1 0 Yates - - - - 1 0 GubbettO 1 0 Goldsworthy - - 1 0 Pierce 0 1 0 Honedew - - - 1 0 Pain- 0 10
Cubmore - - - 1 0 240 , Pizgele 1 0 Corcoran - - - 0 0 Narch 0 10 forBagg - - - 2 0 2 l 2 , Levetal 0 Lodge 159 , Wilson 1 0 Sharp 10 0 10 0 Young 10 0 16 0
14 0 160 R . W . Plummer - 1 0 No . lO . Weatherheadl 0 16 0 House Bill 17 3
Tyler- - - 0 3 0 Candles - 0 12 0 2 2 3 Do my readers think this little paper worth perusing ? If so , I may not have made even these trifling extracts from a umble , humdrum record altogether in vain .
Musing.
MUSING .
I M stringing my thoughts together As I watch the flow of the tide , The ships sail hither and thither And gay steamers onward glide . There ' s an ever and ever going With the restless motion of life ,
The waves of the sea just showing The faintest approach to our strife . To me there ' s a rhythm in motion That casts a spell o'er my brain , Awaking quaint thought and notion That twine like the links of a chain .
I look through the vista of years , And scenes of my childhood I see , My eyes are all blinded with tears , The view is too touching for me . The playmates and friends of my youth , No more shall I see them again ,
They are gone from the world ; like truth The shore and the ocean remain . And still , as the visions advance , My heart beats faster and quick , I seem to be quite in a trance , The air ajjpears misty and thick ; But out from the mist and the haze , The forms of the lost ones arise ,
The Magic of mind each obeys , And floats fast away to the skies . One bright scene , above all the rest , Transfixes TOJ soul with deli ght ; In glory I see one who ' s blest—An angel all clothed in white . I fancy she beckons and speaks
, I feel I uuist go to her soon ; Love tells me she ardently seeks My spirit from midni ght till noon . As I gaze , the features so dear Illumine with expression divine ; 'Tis meed for the pilrimage here
g , When love ' s rays on this earth combine . They ' re a light to guide us below , A token from those that we love , A sign that the faithful may know Their devotion is cherished above . For after the perils are past
That euvirou our souls in this life , We ' re taught there ' s a haven at last , Where all are exempted from strife . And so , till my mission is clone , I patiently journey along ; Just seeking fresh strength from the Son , My heart , it rejoiceth with song .