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emblems, however, are resolvable into one deity, comprising in its triple essence,
the supreme creative energy, the beneficent prolific principle diffused throughout
nature, and the products of this sublime union in the endless varieties of created
matter. Thus, in fact, from the combination of celestial light, fire, and spirit,
those mighty agents in the system of nature, was formed one grand collective triad
of deity.

These mighty energies were subsequently allegorized by representations com-
pounded from physical objects ; thus Cneph was drawn with the body of a ser-
pent, to which was added the head of the sharp-sighted hawk. The mysterious
universal soul of nature was represented by a winged globe, with a serpent emerg-
ing from it. The globe denoted the infinity of the divine essence, " whose centre
was everywhere and circumference nowhere ; w the wings of the hawk represented
the divine, all-comprehensive intellect; whilst the serpent denoted that creative
energy and vivifying power of the Eternal Deity, by which life and existence
were given to all created things.

In investigating this important part of the subject, it will be found that all
Egyptian mythology ultimately centres in ihe representation or illustration qftluse
immortal essences, and that all the divine attributes, operations, and energies,
which created, animated, and preserved both the celestial and terrestrial system,
were represented under certain embodiments of form or impersonations, which,
not being generally understood, led eventually to the introduction of idolatrous
practices, the divine original being entirely lost sight of, and the symbol adored
for the reality. Thus superstition was introduced, and eventually darkness laid
upon the land. The purity of the original faith being sullied, the whole of the
Egyptian mythology was misunderstood, and its tenets and symbols misrepresen-
ted and perverted.

Now, the Egyptian theology was divided into two classes — the spiritual and
the physical. The first was arcanic and esoteric ; it comprised the stores of Egyp-
tian wisdom, and was revealed alone to the initiated, and by slow and gradual
steps; for it was considered that truths so stupendous could not be comprehended
without due preparation, laborious study, and indefatigable perseverance, and
should not be revealed until, by previous knowledge, judgment and reflection,

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the mind was fully fitted for their reception. The other was physical and exoteric,
less abstruse, rendered palpable to the senses, and therefore adapted to the capacity
of the unlearned and uureflecting ; but being thus rendered palpably evident by
means of physical representations, it was opened to abuse and misconstruction,
and eventually concealed beneath a cloud of darkness the spiritual nature of the
original references. Speaking allegorical ly, the primeval theology peculiar to
ancient Egypt in the earliest ages, and approaching the purity of the patriarchal
religion, may be deemed the spiritual— the less refined system prevalent in later
times, and from which most or the writers on Egypt, both ancient and modern,
have drawn their inferences, may be termed the physical.

I have deemed it right thus to draw particular attention to the preceding results,
because, being understood, they will save much difficulty in the subsequent part
of our inquiries ; and that more particularly, as the same leading and elementary
principles will be found existing in the early literature and mythology of almost
every nation of antiquity. When, therefore, the Masonic investigator has made
himself acquainted with Egyptian antiquities, he will find his subsequent labors
materially lightened, most of the difficulties in his way will vanish as he ap-
proaches them, and the true meaning of many things, which would otherwise re-
main obscure, will be immediately apparent This must plead my excuse for
having dwelt so long upon the subject, previously to making some observations
on the origin of the Egyptian mysteries, which I purpose reserving for the next


Written for the Twelfth Anniversary Festival in Aid of the Asylum for Aged Freemasons,
held in Freemasons' Hall, London, June 16th, 1847. By Jams Davis.

When some grand structure, falling to decay,
Rocks 'neath the winds that 'mid its turrets play —
Though late the Storm King with his frantic train,
Swept all unheeded through the mighty fane —
How mourn ye, and with pitying, pious care,
Strive once again the lordly pile to rear ! —
With veneration prop its ancient walls,
Give strength and soundness to its mould'ring halls ;
Preserve, with reverent hand, each Coigne, to tell
The builders' care had mark'd its order well ;
Then gaze with raptur'd eye from base to crown,
Content so well to earn a proud renown.

Lo ye ! God's noblest edifice — a white-hair'd sage —
Totters beneath Time's storms, in want and age,
Fast sinking to decay, whose touch uncouth,
Mars, one by one, the glories of his youth —
His tow'ring stature, and his strength of frame,
That once seem'd destin'd to remain the same ;
The lorn survivor of the loved and young,
His heart, mayhap, by wrongs or treachery wrung,

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His bent form trembling neath the chills of wo,
Adown his furrow'd cheek the salt tears flow ;
The rude winds sport amid his scanty hairs,
The young — the jocund — seldom heed his prayers !

But once it was not so : — his vig'rous form
Could well sustain life's changing sky, and storm ; —
His open hand was stretched to aid the weak,
His step was first misfortune's haunts to seek,
His heart was kindly as the genial sun, —
But now his useful race is nearly run.
His form ye cannot renovate again,
Nor o'er Destruction's work success attain ;
For it will steal, remorseless, span by span,
Till it has made its own the clay of man !
But round the noble ruin ye can raise
Fair walk, to shelter in its failing days —
Like some loved relic of imperial Rome,
Shrine it within the precincts of a Home !
He is your Brother ! — shall he shiv'ring stand,
While Mason* have a voice — a heart — a hand ?
Te have done much to memorize the name —
Rear now the highest pillar of your fame,
The " Old Man's Refuge in declining yeaes,"
And earn a title to his grateful tears.

Oh, Love fraternal ! — principle divine ! —
One touch of thee makes erring nature shine
With the pure radiance of angelic grace,
That ting'd with glory Adam's undimm'd face, —
Bids strife depart to reign with fools and slaves,
Whose creeds are narrow as their joys and graves !
By thy bless'd power, behold one common bond
More wonders working than a fairy's wand-
Columbia, Albion, Caledonia, Gaul,
Erin and Cambria, bid their banners fall ,^—
All lands wherein thy influence is felt,
Into one universal nation melt !

The tawny Savage — nature's unschool'd child,
But half develop'd — by his impulse wild
Is taught to love thee as the source of good,
And build thine altar in his deep green wood j
Then, sinks his hatred to the " pale faced" race
Within the mystic folds of thy embrace.
The Noble, of fair lands and lofty name,
Deems thee the dearest portion of his fame :
Bright deeds achiev'd beneath his knightly vow,
Adorn him well, but thine shall crown his brow ;
The Peasant's hand he grasps in faith sincere,
And holds his rights as his own honor dear !

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How doth thy voice, oh Love fraternal ! pierce
Through the dull brain of Interest, factions fierce,
Customs corrupt, from time's abuses stor'd,
And o'er the Million like a plague-spot poured :
As flies the pen that dares be true and free,
Sending its missives over land and sea.
When he whose mind of light, with courage bold,
Alike the clown and scholar's annals told,
Bade " Lord and Beggar," with no fav'ring hand,
Stand forth in bold relief at his command,
Thy spirit nerved him in his noble aim,
And thou shalt bless him more than all his fame.

The Soldikb, too, though deck'd with laurels, won
By his unfaltering arm, not yet has done-
He must not rest while Veteran heads are bare,
They challenge him, and he has learn' d to fare !
Not now his sword must fly its scabbard's hold,
He wins the battle when their cause is told :
Victorious Right a bloodless triumph gains,
He an unspotted coronal attains !

And ye, who skilful to assuage the pains,
The irksome heritage each mortal gains,
No drug like Love fraternal e'er will find
So apt to heal the sickness of mankind —
No famed elixir to prolong the span
E'er death shall close the short career of man-
Like Home's dear comfort, earn'd, in days gone by,
Before the nipping hand of Want was nigh,
By lib'ral deeds in holy Mercy's name,
Whene'er a Brother felt misfortune's bane.

When the Great Architect earth's fabric piled,
With skill divine, from atoms floating wild,
For meanest creature of creation's morn,
He made a shelter from the coming storm :
The leaf the fragile insect safe embowered,
Within a rock the panting tiger cower'd,
The finny tribes their coral caverns sought,
The birds the mossy dell's soft bosom caught,
And all were cared for in the wondrous scheme,
Too high — too mighty— for a mortal's theme !
Though we must mourn that human skill still fails
Perfection's mark to reach, it yet avails
To feebly shadow forth the Art supreme—
Creation ! — like the dimness of a dream,
Imperfect ; or the semblance of a truth
Bnt ill develop'd, as the thews of youth.

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That structure U at fault, abortive, void,
Or by a passing gale too soon destroyed,
Whose bate extends not on *ju$t design,
Where Wisdom, Strength, and Beauty, all combine —
Wisdom, whose piercing eye beholds the end —
Strength, that unswerving principles can lend ;
Beauty, whose form harmonious ever charms,
And cynic Discontent at once disarms .'
Then, shall the moral fabric Masons teach,
Be long deform'd by an unsightly breach —
The vacant spot whereon the " Old Mah's Home"
Should raise to heaven its venerable dome,
To point Time's finger to one sacred spot
Where man his Brothers' wants had not forgot !

One voice her summons sends to bid ye speed,
For reverend heads a peaceful shelter need,
Fraternal Love, her aged votaries' cause
Pleads with a fervor that admits no pause !
Then take your " level" (Justice !) and supply
A minaret, that, tow'ring to the sky,
Shall nobly crown fair Charity's abode,
And rest the weary pilgrim on his road
To the bright land where Mercy's deeds are sung
With raptur'd eloquence by old and young,
-London F, Q. Review.


A coRBsepoNDEifT at Pawtucket writes : — " The officers of Pawtucket R. A.
Chapter mad Union Lodge, took place on the evening of Nov. 3d, — after which
the Brethren with their ladies and invited friends, sat down to a sumptuous sup-
per, prepared in the lower hall of the Temple. Upwards of one hundred were
present at the table. Appropriate sentiments were offered by a number of the
Brethren, and the company retired from the hall at an early hour— all cheerful
and happy.

The Lodge, Chapter and Council are all doing a good business. We intend
to persevere with zeeu\ fortitude and prudence.

The preliminary steps have been taken to form an Encampment: you will
probably hear from it very soon.

Yours, fraternally, J. T. G."

The names of the officers forwarded, will be found under the appropriate
head. Our Brethren in Pawtucket manifest a lively zeal in the interests of the
Order, and we wish them a corresponding success.

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Delivered before the Grand Council of Royal and Select Blatters of the Slate of Ohio,
at Columbus, Sept. 16! 1847. By Corap. A. Dbath, G. P.

Death is the universal doom. The flowers of the valley spring up, bloom for
a while in all their variegated beauty and loveliness, but perish when the gray
livery of autumn is thrown over the face of Nature. The oak, which at all times,
and in all seasons, has afforded shelter alike to bird and beast, and through
whose branches the winds of Heaven have whistled for centuries, is at last pros-
trated by the resistless tornado. Man himself, whom God has distinguished
above all the works of His hand, and who stands proud lord of creation's realms,
has within him the seeds of death,' and finally yields to that stroke which severs
him from friends and life, and consigns him to the quiet of oblivion.

The sun tarries not in his course ; — each breaking morn— each radiant noon —
and each shadowy eve, hurrying on, admonish us that time knows no delay.

The merry spring — the glowing summer — the golden autumn, and the chill
snowy winter — all tell us that time is rapidly fleeting by, and that we too shall
soon have passed away. We look around, decay meets our view at every glance,
and the monuments of the great are on every hand.

" Yes,

The dead are every where —

The mountain side, the soa, the woods profound,

All the wide earth— the fertile and the fair-
Is one vast burial ground."

These, my Brethren, are melancholy reflections ; and melancholy is the occa-
sion which calls them forth.

Much more consonant would it have been to my feelings, to have been relieved
the task which I am now endeavoring to discharge, and to have been ajistener
merely, to the words of one who, better than myself could do justice to the life
and character of our lamented and venerated friend and Brother, Thomas L.

In conformity with a resolution of the Council of which he died a member, and
in consequence of the office I have the honor to hold among you, it became me
to select a Brother to perform this sad duty.

In this I have failed, since all to whom application has been made, and in
whose abilities 1 could with confidence rely, have been precluded by a pressure
of duties, to comply with my wishes. Hence it will be seen that it is not through
egotism, or love of self-display, that I have undertaken to pronounce a passing
tribute to the memory of that individual, whose memory is yet fresh in the minds
of all present, and whose name will not perish with the perishing of his body.

To speak at large upon the qualities of his character, the posts of honor and
trust to which he was called through life, and the fidelity with which he dis-
charged all his duties, would be beyond my province on the present occasion.
These points have been fully discussed by other and abler hands, and it would
be a work of supererogation to add any thing further. Nevertheless, my Breth-
ren, there are a few particulars which we may review with interest and profit

His early life demands a notice. He was born in the State of Pennsylvania,
and came to this country when but thirteen years of age. Then, all was a wil-
derness. Nothing but the axe of the newly arrived settler broke the deep still-
ness—nothing was seen to tell that man was there, save the lonely cabin, emit-
ing its wreaths of blue and slowly curling smoke.

Now, how changed the scene ! The unbroken forest no longer meets the
view. The keen, shrill crack of the rifle no longer startles the timid deer, nor
echoes over hill and valley ; but fine farms with their neat and beautiful farm

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houses, churches, school houses, and villages, are scattered all around, and smi-
ling plenty covers the land.

Amid such scenes and such difficulties as the former, our departed Brother be-
came not discouraged. His was a lofty mind. Not content simply with felling
the forest and cultivating the soil, he determined to attend to the cultivation of
his mind. His memory he exercised continually — his judgment he improved on
every occasion, in examining every object and subject — and his imagination he
planted in the Heavens, subjecting it to the high and holy influences of its pure
and silent lights, and causing it to manifest the greatest vitality and vigor in its
upward aspirations.

From Butler he removed to Brown county, still continuing to cultivate all his
moral and mental powers. At the age of twentythree he was admitted to the
bar. Here he not only distinguished himself, but he distinguished his profession.
He not only became familiar with the rules of the practice of law, but he com-
passed its extent and fathomed its profoundest depths.

When we consider his extreme youth, my Brethren, we may well deem this a
compliment of no inferior kind to his talents and character. With some men,
lav is a trade, with others, it is a science — with him it was both. He aimed at
mighty things, and he achieved mighty things; he shot at the sun, and, while he
did not reach the object of his aim, he soared high above others, and accom-
plished things far beyond what he would have done had he only aimed at the
earth. His mind was one of remarkable energy and boldness. He acted upon
the motto, " Man is the architect of his own fortune."

11 1 seek what's to be sought—
I learn what's to be taught —
I beg the rest of Heaven."

When others were perplexed, he was clear; when others doubted, he believed ;
and where others were vassals, he was a king. With an apt conception of the
powers of mind, a complete knowledge of human passion, and an almost exhaust-
less fund of information, ho won laurels for his brow, which none but himself
coold justly and worthily wear.

He stooped not to ask man, or winds, or waves, or mountains, or seas, how he
should act ; but with a resolution that knew no restraint, an ardor that could not
be quenched, he put to flight the hosts of phantoms and hobgoblins which fear
conjures up in feebler minds, and went on to honor and to victory.

Subsequently he was elected a member of the Ohio Legislature, and he be-
came also Speaker of the House of Representatives. At this period party poli-
tics ran high, and it was thought by many that he would not succeed in the office
which had been bestowed upon him. Fortunately, however, for. himself, and
quite unexpectedly to his political opponents, he discharged the duties of bis
office with the utmost propriety and grace.

Of his election as a member of Congress, it seems unnecessary to speak in

All know with what perfect security he held the good will of his constituents,
and with what strict fidelity he discharged the duties of his station.

The lures of political ambition, and the blandishments of polished society,
never for once tempted him to stray from that path which the original bent of his
genius had assigned him.

Duty was his guiding star — this he followed through life, and by it was led to
fame and distinction.

At the age of twenty five, he became a member of the Masonic Order. To say
that he stood high in the estimation of his Brethren, is only reiterating a fact
which has already been stated by others, and with which most of you present are

In every relation which he sustained, he observed the most scrupulous adher-
ence to the tenets and principles of the Order ; and at a time, too, when darkness
began to cloud the minds of many of the Brethren, and despair to fill their hearts,

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he came forward the fearless and successful champion of the cause which he
had espoused, and which he had pledged himself to maintain.

Benevolence was his motto. Under the broad arch of " Brotherly-love, Relief
and Truth? he stood undaunted, determined by every act of his life to show that
hie heart was given to the cause of humanity and God. No opportunity of do-
ing good, passed by but he improved it— no sufferer called for relief, but he was
ready to afford it— no heart came to him unfolding its tale of sorrows and grief,
but found a response in his own — and no eye was dimmed with tears but
brought the same to his. The defenceless he sheltered, the homeless he took
beneath his own roof— the broken-hearted he cheered, and the afflicted he com-
forted with words of kindness and affection ; while round the hearts of all he
threw the silken cord of love, and bound to himself the affections of thousands.
His benevolence was unostentatious. He let not his left hand know what his
right hand performed. He sounded not a trumpet at the corners of the streets,
and in high places, to inform the world of his charitable works and deeds.

His benevolence was likewise uniform — it knew no ebb nor flow. It was not
now the noisy stream, thundering over hill and vale, and anon the little rivulet,
whose waters, shallow and scanty, gave no aid to man or beast; but it was
rather the deep, still stream, flowing majestically onward, carrying upon its bo-
som the produce of every clime, and dispensing valuable gifts to all mankind.

In the rupture which occurred between ourselves and the republic of Mexico,
our departed Brother was among the first to volunteer his services.

He did not say to others, go, while I remain at home to perform my duty ; but
with an ardent and irrepressible feeling of patriotism, he volunteered himself as a
private soldier, and confessed himself satisfied, could he in any station, or in any
manner, render service to his country.

While at Camp Washington, in the vicinity of Cincinnati, he was chosen Ma-
jor of the regiment to which he belonged. On his way to the seat of war, he was
elected by his district, without opposition, to a seat in Congress ; and, to com-
plete his honors, was appointed, by the President of the United States, Brigadier
General of the Ohio Volunteers.

His conduct in the field of battle, his unflinching bravery, the esteem in which
his name was held by those under his command, and the sympathy and kindness
bestowed by him upon the wounded and dying, are themes upon which I forbear
to dwell.

Though in the midst of carnage and slaughter, though with death-shots flying
thick and fast around him, be escaped all, and was fated to die, not in the field of
battle, but alene, and by the hand of disease. Yes, our lamented Brother died
«/<me— not that there were none to surround his couch and administer to his
wants ; but he was far from home And kindred, and deprived of the influences of
the soft and gentle whisper of a kind and affectionate wife, and the attention of a
beloved and interesting family ; and to him no feeling was more desolate than
thus to leave the world and all he loved. But he died as he had lived — calmly
and serenely. His work was accomplished, his mission was ended. And as the
taper of life flashed up for the last time, he gave proof that death had no terrors
for him, but sunk away as one who wraps his mantle round his form and lies
down to pleasant dreams.

By an aot of the Ohio Legislature, his remains were ordered to be brought
from the seat of war and interred in his own State. The deceased, too, it may
be well to remark, requested that in case of his death on a foreign soil, his bu-
rial might be according to the form, and with the honors of the Masonic Order,
of which he was a faithful and exemplary member.

His wishes have been complied with. Ou the thirteenth day of February last,
the remains of our lamented Brother were brought to Georgetown, the place of
his residence, and on the fifteenth of the same month, after an appropriate and
eloquent address by our distinguished Brother, David T. Disney, they were com-
mitted to the silent grave. Than Bro. Disney, a better selection could not have
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with the deceased, and could therefore speak with confidence respecting the
qualities of his heart and character. But our Brother is gone, and wo too, my
friends and Brethren, must soon follow. He sleeps beneath the clods of the
valley— .

11 But he is not dead, he only breathes the air

In worlds beyond the star-] it sky —
Some far off heaven-born land, where
Man, arrived, no more shall die."

Brethren, let this be a solemn warning, to admonish us that " in the midst of
life we are in death." And although we are to-day in the vigor of manhood, and
enjoying a full measure of health, yet we know not but that the angel of death
may now be wending his way from the Grand Council of Heaven, commissioned
by the Grand Master -of the Universe to strike from the roll of existence one or
more of us.

Thus, my Brethren, 1 conclude the duty assigned me, and would most affec-
tionately urge upon your attention your duty as Masons — " act justly, love mer-

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