A True Mason.

Bro . B . and the warden then entered the cell , ancl a long conference followed , in consequence of which Bro . B . called on the prisoner ' s lodge , on the governor of the State , etc .

It was found , after careful investigations , that the prisoner had been pronounced guily Avhen he Avas entirel y innocent ; and that the man who had caused him to " be sentenced to State prison for life Was a Brother Masonwho for some time had

, dropped from the joined links of the chain ; ancl on whose grave the green acacia had been planted , as the parting Avorcls " Fare-Avell , my Brother , " Avas uttered .

Papers were found that full y proved the innocence of our prison Brother ; he , therefore , Avas released from prison ; and his lodge , that had stricken him from her roll , gladly ivelcomed her restored child and tendered him her sympathies ; he received frohis

again m fellow Craftsmen the brotherly kiss , the tender embrace , the binding grip . _ Nothing appeared in the papers to restore his public reputation or to expose the great Avrong of his late enemy ; and it is here that the character

of a true Mason SIIOAVS itself . Noble were his Avords may they never be forgotten . " For the sake of his family , let his memory remain unspotted ; and may God forgive him as I do . " Happy are those Avho can thus " let tlie dead bury their dead ; " blessed are they in their generations .

And let us bear in mind , that as faith is the aliment of the soul , so are good works the aliment that contributes to the development of our celestial bod y , and aids us to model it after the great Master I New Haven , Dec . 12 , 1874 . ' M . E . C

I Mused Last Night In Pensive Mood.

I MUSED LAST NIGHT IN PENSIVE MOOD .

" Oh there ' s nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream ! " I mused last ni ght in pensive mood , — Albeit not often sentimental , ' My heart was heavy and my frame Was racked Avith aches—both head ancl dental

. I say , as once I ' ve said before , My mood was someAvhat sad and pensive , I cast upon the Past a glance Fond , lingering , and comprehensive .

I Mused Last Night In Pensive Mood.

I saw once more that mossy bank , B y which the river ripples sloAvly , O ' ershadoAved by the silvery veil Of Avillow branches drooping loAvly , Bestrewn with Avild spring flowerets dyed colour of

In every the prism : Where oft Ave sat , May Brown and I , Nor ever dreamed of rheumatism . ' We loved . Ah , yes ! Some mi ght have loveel Before usin their humdrum fashion

, ; But never yet the Avorld had known So wild , so deep , so pure as passion I . We recked not of the heartless croAvd , Nor heeded cruel parents' frowning But lived in one long blissful dream , ° ' And spouted Tennyson ancl Biwnino ' .

And when the cruel fates decreed That for a season I must leave her , It wrung my very heart to see Ho \ y much our parting seemed to grieve her . One happy moment , too , her head Deposed , so lightly , on my shoulder I In dreams I live that scene again ,

And in my arms again enfold her . She gave me one long auburn curl , She Avore my picture in a locket , Her letters , with blue ribbon tied , I carried in my left coat-poeket

^ . ( Those notes , rose-scented and pink-hued-Displayed more sentiment than knoAV , ledge . ) I Avrote about four times a Aveek

That year I was away at College . -But oh , at length " a change came o ' er The spirit of my dream ! " One mornino-I got a chill y line from May In Avhich withoutthesli htest warning

, g , She said she shortl y meant to Aved Tom Barnes ( a parson , fat and jolly ) ; She sent my notes and ruby rino-. And hoped IAVOUICI "forget my folly . "

I sent her all her letters back , I called her false ancl fickle-hearted , And swore I hailed with joy the hour That saw me free . And so Ave parted . 1 quoted Byron by the page , I smoked Havanas bthe dozens

y , And then I went out West and fell In love Avith all my pretty cousins . ALICE WILLIAMS . Scribner ' s Monthl y , U . S .