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Old Friends.
OLD FRIENDS .
"TTTE all of us know the value of old friends . As time passes on * * and years increase , we miss them greatly and mourn them truly . We cannot replace them , or , alas , renew them . Their place on earth knows them no more for us . New friends , good as they are , are not , and never can be , old friends to us ; the old friends with
whom we communed so pleasantly together in life ' s young morn , the old friends who have shared our joys and lightened our sorrows , the old friends who have been guides and helpers and comforters to us all on often " a weary way . " If Freemasonry has one charm more engaging than another
attaching to it , it is the formation of long friendships , the knitting of close and mutual ties of sympathy and interest . Rosicrucians sometimes talk of the " Mystic Circle , " and Hermetics of the " Mystic Chain , " the "Seira Ermetike : " but how veiy deep , intimate , wonderful , and true is that Masonic friendship , which is indeed one of the distinguishing
badges of our great Order . How many old companions and mates can we muster up to-day , in fragrant memory and pleasant association still , who , fast , true friends for years , are still interested in us and we in them . We belong to the same lodge , we frequent the same chapter , we see each other often , we greet each other warmly . Years have not
dimmed the gracious sensibilities of our ancient associations . Time , with its sorrows and its changes , its years and its burdens , though it may have bowed our frames and whitened our locks , has not extinguished the warmth of our hearts , has not chilled the old fire on the mystic altar of Masonic Friendship . And so let us hope it will ever
be , until that inevitable hour , when even for us the time must come , when our work is over and our weird fulfilled . Until then , let old and valued friendship guide our steps and cheer our ways , lifting up our aspirations with pleasantest memories , and filling our minds with kindliest sensibilities .
Freemasonry has to mourn one of its oldest friends , and many Fi-eemasons in the north of England especially , will regret to hear of the passing away of John Fawcett , of Durham . He has been a Freemason a large portion of this century . His early work was done under the potent influences of Lord Durham ; his later life has been spent under the shadow of that great Minster ; and of him it can be trul y said , "he lived beloved and died lamented . " He was for some
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Old Friends.
OLD FRIENDS .
"TTTE all of us know the value of old friends . As time passes on * * and years increase , we miss them greatly and mourn them truly . We cannot replace them , or , alas , renew them . Their place on earth knows them no more for us . New friends , good as they are , are not , and never can be , old friends to us ; the old friends with
whom we communed so pleasantly together in life ' s young morn , the old friends who have shared our joys and lightened our sorrows , the old friends who have been guides and helpers and comforters to us all on often " a weary way . " If Freemasonry has one charm more engaging than another
attaching to it , it is the formation of long friendships , the knitting of close and mutual ties of sympathy and interest . Rosicrucians sometimes talk of the " Mystic Circle , " and Hermetics of the " Mystic Chain , " the "Seira Ermetike : " but how veiy deep , intimate , wonderful , and true is that Masonic friendship , which is indeed one of the distinguishing
badges of our great Order . How many old companions and mates can we muster up to-day , in fragrant memory and pleasant association still , who , fast , true friends for years , are still interested in us and we in them . We belong to the same lodge , we frequent the same chapter , we see each other often , we greet each other warmly . Years have not
dimmed the gracious sensibilities of our ancient associations . Time , with its sorrows and its changes , its years and its burdens , though it may have bowed our frames and whitened our locks , has not extinguished the warmth of our hearts , has not chilled the old fire on the mystic altar of Masonic Friendship . And so let us hope it will ever
be , until that inevitable hour , when even for us the time must come , when our work is over and our weird fulfilled . Until then , let old and valued friendship guide our steps and cheer our ways , lifting up our aspirations with pleasantest memories , and filling our minds with kindliest sensibilities .
Freemasonry has to mourn one of its oldest friends , and many Fi-eemasons in the north of England especially , will regret to hear of the passing away of John Fawcett , of Durham . He has been a Freemason a large portion of this century . His early work was done under the potent influences of Lord Durham ; his later life has been spent under the shadow of that great Minster ; and of him it can be trul y said , "he lived beloved and died lamented . " He was for some