The Masonic Fraternity

Posted by on Jan 1, 2006 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

The Masonic Fraternity is a single, indivisible fellowship which is neither divided nor affected by local or by national boundaries; like the sky it bends a single arch over the fifty or sixty countries in which it is at work, and that arch is nowhere broken into separate areas, nor does any country cut it into separate segments. A country is in the Fraternity, but the Fraternity is nowhere shut up inside a country. It has one set of Landmarks, one set of Degrees, one teaching for the whole world. It has a single membership, and it is into that membership that a man enters when he is made a Mason. Masons differ as men from one country to another, they use different languages, the have different religions, but such differences have nothing to do with their Freemasonry; it is everywhere safe-same, one thing and one thing only, with single membership; its only boundaries are the boundaries of the world. H. L....

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The Member Who Never Came Back

Posted by on Dec 1, 2005 in Masonic Mouse | 1 comment

It amuses me, now, to think that your organizations spend so much time looking for new members, when I was there all the time. I’m the fellow who came to every meeting but nobody paid any attention to me. I tried several times to be friendly, but everyone seemed to have his own friend to talk to and to sit with. I sat down several times, but they didn’t pay much attention to me. I hoped that someone would ask me to join one of the committees, to somehow participate and contribute, but no one did. Finally, because of an illness, I missed a meeting. The next month no one asked me where I had been. I guess it didn’t matter very much whether I was there or not. On the next meeting date, I decided to stay home and watch a good television program. When I attended the next meeting, no one asked me where I was the month before. You might say that I’m a good guy, a good family man, that I hold a responsible job and love my community. You know who else I am? I’M THE MEMBER WHO NEVER CAME BACK!!!...

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Masonic Badge of Honor

Posted by on Nov 1, 2005 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

No golden medallion or sparkling gem rare Is this purest of “badges” for brothers to wear, It never will tarnish but will stay clean and white If each Entered Apprentice just upholds what is right. With this symbol of honor and qualities good Comes the loyal protection of Lodge Brotherhood, And a white lambskin apron each surely may wear If his morals are pure and his actions are fair. Through our ancient ancestors belonged to a Guild And used square and compass cathedrals to build, Each man wore an apron of sturdiest leather, All men operative and working together. Their skill and sure mastery of “trying the square” Built Gothic cathedrals, towering high in the air, Yet the buildings of masons, those traveling free Had greater perfection and true majesty. Aprons meant service and noblest of goals, Builders working in stone, their ascendants in souls, And the white lambskin apron is symbolic in part Of the spiritual search in the depth of man’s heart. Mrs. Margaret Archibald, wife of the late Bro. John Archibald of Bordentown,...

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Hiram Poem

Posted by on Jul 1, 2005 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

Last night I knelt where Hiram knelt and took an obligation, And know I’m closer to my GOD for I’m a Master Mason. Though heretofore my fellow man seemed each one like the other, Today I search each one apart I’m looking for my Brother. And as I feel his friendly grip it fills my heart with pride I know that while I’m on the square that he is on my side. footsteps on my errand go if I should such desire. My words are safe within his breast though within my own. His hand forever on my back to help me safely home. Good council whispers in my ear warns of any danger. Square and Compass tis Brother now who once would call me stranger. I might not have lived a moral life and risen to distinction Without my brothers helping hand and the fellowship of Masons. But God who knows how hard it is to resist life’s temptations, Knows why I knelt where Hiram knelt took that obligation. Submitted by Steve...

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Working Tools of a Steward

Posted by on Jun 1, 2005 in Masonic Mouse | 0 comments

From The Masonic news magazine of the District Grand Lodge of Bombay and Northern India The Working Tools of a Steward W.M. (the lecture is usually assigned to a Past Master who has previously shown a high degree of competence in the art of Stewardship) By command of the Junior Warden and with the kind permission of the Worshipful Master, I now present and explain to you the Working Tools of the Steward. These consist of the Knife, the Fork, the Goblet and the Common Gabble. The Knife is to cut off all knobs, excrescences, etcetera, from any-thing Edible, Digestible, or Comestible, so that the said part or parts of anything Edible, Digestible, or Comestible may be rendered fit for the jaws of the expert workman. The Fork is to convey the material so prepared and to place it between the two rows of pillars situated at the porch way or entrance, somewhat below the temple. You will notice that the Fork has several points or prongs. At first, all are exposed, but soon all are hidden, and the number of times this is done to the minute denotes the progress you are making in the Science. The Goblet is to hold whatever the steward may feel disposed to contribute, which will be thankfully received and faithfully applied. It is only to be used when there is One and ONLY ONE Worshipful Master of the Lodge present. If you can see TWO, you are making too much progress in the Science. The Common Gabble is used to cheer and edify the workmen while waiting for the material. Also, it is used for ornamenting, adorning, embroidering and embellishing our speech, so that, as visitors, we may say of the Worship Master and his Officers (however they may work!) “O Wonderful Masons.” The peculiar sign of the Office of Steward is call the “aleing sign”or sign of repletion. It is given by a distinct pressure on the middle two buttons of the vest, or any buttons on the jacket if the vest is not present, and it denotes plenty. But as we are not all operative, but sometimes very speculative Masons we apply these tools to our morals. In this sense the Knife teaches us to keep our portion within due bounds. The Fork teaches us to estimate and determine the limits and proportions of our distended structure. The Goblet makes us all to tell the Truth with a freedom of expression that is at once surprising and illuminating. The Common Gabble tells us of goodwill and fellowship. Thus, let our Knives be cutting, but not our Gabble. Our Forks held in check but not our digestions. And our Goblets filled...

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