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The Gold Hunter . A Story of the present Time . By Samuel Lawrence , Esq . * Signet and Journal Office , Marietta , Greorgia . — This is a poem , meant to strike at the '" Prevailing Vice" of the age ,
the love of wealth ; and depicting the career of an adventurous youth , who by an unwise attempt to become possessed of the coveted metal perishes miserably at the gold diggings , and thereby causes a fatal termination to the anxieties of his deserted lady-love . There are great
easiness of composition , and many forcible thoughts and images in the poem . The author is evidently a sincere Craftsman . The two annexed extracts are fair specimens of the style of the entire poem , and bear upon this point . Speaking of the Indians , he says : —
" For though unskilled in either ' s tongue , And many words between them hung , Yet still their meaning they could find , Through the Freemasonry of mind . And these were skilled to use a code Of signs adopted on this road , And understood by every tribe , The rocky chain to circumscribe .
And some have thought from this to trace Connection with an Eastern race , And plead for these the sacred Eight To mysteries of the Sons of Light . A pleasing fancy ; but man ' s thought , Was first by signs to others taught ; And thus the natural speech remains To these rude children of the plains . Yet no more can it therefore claim
To be with ancient Masonry the same , Than stars reflected in the lake The glory of true stars can take . "
Again , —
" Yet though far from home and friends , With ebbing life and thwarted ends , — An erring mortal , as are all Of Adam ' s lineage since the Fall—He was not lost to feeling eye Of universal Masonry , But found a Brother , true indeed , To watch and soothe in that last need :
Who still with faithful love sincere Closed his sunk eye with tender care , And as he could , in decent show , Consigned his dust to earth . And though A . Brother ' s nursing could not save , And he lies buried in strange land , O 7
Yet , planted by a Brother ' s hand , Th' Acacia blooms above his grave ; And as it blooms with fadeless leaf , Of Breth ' ren 'tis the firm belief , His soul , like it , shall fadeless be , Through ages of Eternity , Blest in that perfect Lodge above , Where God is throned , and all is love . "
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The Gold Hunter . A Story of the present Time . By Samuel Lawrence , Esq . * Signet and Journal Office , Marietta , Greorgia . — This is a poem , meant to strike at the '" Prevailing Vice" of the age ,
the love of wealth ; and depicting the career of an adventurous youth , who by an unwise attempt to become possessed of the coveted metal perishes miserably at the gold diggings , and thereby causes a fatal termination to the anxieties of his deserted lady-love . There are great
easiness of composition , and many forcible thoughts and images in the poem . The author is evidently a sincere Craftsman . The two annexed extracts are fair specimens of the style of the entire poem , and bear upon this point . Speaking of the Indians , he says : —
" For though unskilled in either ' s tongue , And many words between them hung , Yet still their meaning they could find , Through the Freemasonry of mind . And these were skilled to use a code Of signs adopted on this road , And understood by every tribe , The rocky chain to circumscribe .
And some have thought from this to trace Connection with an Eastern race , And plead for these the sacred Eight To mysteries of the Sons of Light . A pleasing fancy ; but man ' s thought , Was first by signs to others taught ; And thus the natural speech remains To these rude children of the plains . Yet no more can it therefore claim
To be with ancient Masonry the same , Than stars reflected in the lake The glory of true stars can take . "
Again , —
" Yet though far from home and friends , With ebbing life and thwarted ends , — An erring mortal , as are all Of Adam ' s lineage since the Fall—He was not lost to feeling eye Of universal Masonry , But found a Brother , true indeed , To watch and soothe in that last need :
Who still with faithful love sincere Closed his sunk eye with tender care , And as he could , in decent show , Consigned his dust to earth . And though A . Brother ' s nursing could not save , And he lies buried in strange land , O 7
Yet , planted by a Brother ' s hand , Th' Acacia blooms above his grave ; And as it blooms with fadeless leaf , Of Breth ' ren 'tis the firm belief , His soul , like it , shall fadeless be , Through ages of Eternity , Blest in that perfect Lodge above , Where God is throned , and all is love . "