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Masonic Anecdotes.
Some years after I landed at Madeira , and as is customary , left my card at the governor ' s office . Calling a few days after to pay my respects , the governor hastily advanced , and looking me full in the face , asked me if 1 was not the gentleman who boarded the Duke of York steamer on a particular occasion . On being answered in the affirmative , lie told me that every one that had been proscribed owed their lives to me . At the time I was obliged to keep the fact a secret , on account of my friend ; but had afterwards an opportunity of doing justice to him , and the principles of the order he so worthily promoted . A PAST GRAND STEWARD .
THE COLLECTOR , THE HUMORIST , AND THE UNDER-SHERIFF . MR . EDITOR , —Although a very humble brother , I have derived so much moral aid from a perusal of the Freemasons' Quarterly Review , that I feel bound to offer my share of service , however small , in evidence of the value and importance of Freemasonry . On the 11 th of last October , I had occasion to attend a meeting of one of our charitable institutionsand after giving my reportI was
, , requested to withdraw for a time . The waiter showed me into the coffee-room , in which two gentlemen were sitting . Their decanter was nearly empty : they had been probably discussing the important topics of public elections , and did not seemingly relish the intrusion of a stranger ; for one of them eyeing me somewhat askance , inquired of me whether I wanted either of them ? " Indeedno" said I" my business is to await a summons from
, , , the adjoining room , where a charitable meeting is held . I am the COLLECTOR . " Whether my manner being respectful softened the inquirer , or that he was satisfied that I did not in reality intrude , is not a question to be now settled ; but his manner was changed . "A charitable meeting , eh !—and a good dinner , too , I'll be bound . " " Not so" was l " neither bit nor The party are
, my repy , sup . Freemasons . " " Indeed ! then as the enjoyment of the table is general by the object , it is very strange that no refreshment is allowed to-night . I suppose Brother ¦ is among you ?" " He is in the chair . "
" I thought so ; and who else are present ? " My sight being indifferent , I cannot tell ; but I know the chairman . " I found that I was under examination , but would not shrink from it . My inquirer then observed , that Masons confined their charity to their own sect—it would not be easy to dispute that . Only by a case in point was my reply , and thus it happened . " I was not always poor . I had left home , and was returning from London to Oxfordto which place I had ordered my servant to take my
, horse and gig , and took my place outside the coach . The day was pinchingly cold ; ancl I observed an old man , apparently a beggar ; his garments were tattered , and his appearance emaciated . On arriving at the inn to dine , he was at the door before me , but merely under the roof of it : his appearance denoted hunger as well as poverty . I took him aside , and fearing the passengers might not like him as a companion , I took him into the kitchen , saw him provided with a good
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Masonic Anecdotes.
Some years after I landed at Madeira , and as is customary , left my card at the governor ' s office . Calling a few days after to pay my respects , the governor hastily advanced , and looking me full in the face , asked me if 1 was not the gentleman who boarded the Duke of York steamer on a particular occasion . On being answered in the affirmative , lie told me that every one that had been proscribed owed their lives to me . At the time I was obliged to keep the fact a secret , on account of my friend ; but had afterwards an opportunity of doing justice to him , and the principles of the order he so worthily promoted . A PAST GRAND STEWARD .
THE COLLECTOR , THE HUMORIST , AND THE UNDER-SHERIFF . MR . EDITOR , —Although a very humble brother , I have derived so much moral aid from a perusal of the Freemasons' Quarterly Review , that I feel bound to offer my share of service , however small , in evidence of the value and importance of Freemasonry . On the 11 th of last October , I had occasion to attend a meeting of one of our charitable institutionsand after giving my reportI was
, , requested to withdraw for a time . The waiter showed me into the coffee-room , in which two gentlemen were sitting . Their decanter was nearly empty : they had been probably discussing the important topics of public elections , and did not seemingly relish the intrusion of a stranger ; for one of them eyeing me somewhat askance , inquired of me whether I wanted either of them ? " Indeedno" said I" my business is to await a summons from
, , , the adjoining room , where a charitable meeting is held . I am the COLLECTOR . " Whether my manner being respectful softened the inquirer , or that he was satisfied that I did not in reality intrude , is not a question to be now settled ; but his manner was changed . "A charitable meeting , eh !—and a good dinner , too , I'll be bound . " " Not so" was l " neither bit nor The party are
, my repy , sup . Freemasons . " " Indeed ! then as the enjoyment of the table is general by the object , it is very strange that no refreshment is allowed to-night . I suppose Brother ¦ is among you ?" " He is in the chair . "
" I thought so ; and who else are present ? " My sight being indifferent , I cannot tell ; but I know the chairman . " I found that I was under examination , but would not shrink from it . My inquirer then observed , that Masons confined their charity to their own sect—it would not be easy to dispute that . Only by a case in point was my reply , and thus it happened . " I was not always poor . I had left home , and was returning from London to Oxfordto which place I had ordered my servant to take my
, horse and gig , and took my place outside the coach . The day was pinchingly cold ; ancl I observed an old man , apparently a beggar ; his garments were tattered , and his appearance emaciated . On arriving at the inn to dine , he was at the door before me , but merely under the roof of it : his appearance denoted hunger as well as poverty . I took him aside , and fearing the passengers might not like him as a companion , I took him into the kitchen , saw him provided with a good