Monday, February 27, 2006

Past Master

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Number 60 – February 27, 2006

From the South African Freemason, reprinted in the Canadian Craftsmen, April 1893, and then reprinted in St. George’s Banner of St. George’s Lodge #41 Lodge Kelowna British Columbia in 2003)


Past Master on the Shelf
One of the most lamentable spectacles in Freemasonry is the Brother whose designation heads this article. He is to be found in almost every Lodge. Whilst a neophyte in the Order, his Masonic devotion knew no limits. At every meeting, he was sure to be there and when he received the honours of office his enthusiasm seemed to grow with his advancement. He it was who toiled at the Lodge of Instruction, at least when its programme was ritual only, who was always ready to fill the place of an absentee and to rail at him because he was not on hand, and above all, he was prime mover in every proposition to run another higher degree.
But the time came when he was accorded the highest honour that the Lodge has in its power to bestow, and then came the beginning of the end. At his Installation he made great promises, and doubtless meant to fulfil them, but when he had passed through his year of office, with more or less éclat, and had entered on the "otium cum dignitate" of the I.P.M.'s collar, he began to mysteriously talk of "the burden and heat of the day" and of the necessity of "giving a chance to younger hands" and his place at the left of the Master was often vacant, especially at regular meetings when there was no degree on. And when the I.P.M.'s collar had been transferred to other shoulders, the fall from grace came on apace.
Regular as well as working meetings saw a vacant chair on the dais, and the W.M. was often at a loss when he looked for someone to relieve him of a Charge or a Tracing Board, or help him in point of ruling. "Facilis est descensus Arverni", and soon the Wor. Brother is only on hand when an Installation or Ball gives him the opportunity of showing the crowd his dingy apron. He is for all practical Masonic purposes dead as a doornail, and although he pays his dues with commendable regularity, at least when the Treasurer looks him up, the Lodge forgets him as a factor in ns existence.
Such is the story of many a Masonic fossil, literally "on the shelf' and more is the pity of it all. If Masonry is worth anything at all it is worth cultivating to the end of one's active mental life, and he who drops out of it directly has nor acquired the potentiality of being truly useful, has never properly imbibed its sublime teachings. The P.M. on the shelf is a sorry spectacle and a blot on the Masonic escutcheon. Beware of falling into a similar state of dry rot - rather, be ready, honours or no honours, to do your Masonic duty so long as the Great Architect of the Universe gives you strength to put on an apron or frame a sentence of ritual.

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Monday, February 20, 2006

Theodore Roosevelt

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Number 59 – February 20, 2006

From “Four Minute Essays” by Dr. Frank Crane – Volume 9 – 1919

In honor of President’s Day here in the United States a short Essay on Brother Theodore Roosevelt.

THEODORE ROOSEVELT
By Dr. Frank Crane

THEODORE ROOSEVELT is dead.
He has stepped from the midst of controversy and taken his place among the immortals, against whom no man can speak.
For the moment, the conflict ceases, friend and foe stand with bared heads to do homage to a great and valiant soul.
There is a sudden and loyal silence throughout all the hosts. For no man has ever been more a part of every man in the United States than Theodore Roosevelt.
His friends will rush no more quickly to speak his praise than his enemies.
For he was a man's man, and it was a joy to fight him, as well as to agree with him.
His spirit was a fierce and beautiful flame.
His opinions were simple, and always avowed with the wholeness and self-abandon of a true believer.
He would have made a wonderful knight in the days of Charlemagne, a fair and worthy companion to Roland.
He conceived of life, of duty, and even of love in terms of conflict. His make-up was militant. But his conceptions were al­ways sincere.
His chief characteristic was courage. Whatever may have been charged against him in the extravagances of dispute, his bit­terest foe must confess that he was to the last a warrior unafraid.
And that quality of fearlessness, that in­domitable bravery, when lodged in this weak humanity, is always a thing of beauty, a little spark of God. We love it. We re­spect it just for itself. It is the great worth­while thing in an immortal soul.
So he was a friend, conceived of as a friend, in a passionate and personal way, as no other statesman of American history, except Lincoln.
He was very near to the American heart. And even in the stormy days of these vast issues that have swept beyond him, the tribute of respect that this people pays to him will be honest and profound.
He had a public mind and gave himself to the service of the people with a singleness of purpose that will be an inspiration to American youth.
He was thoroughly human. He was frank, overfrank sometimes, but we love the man whose heart outruns him.
Kings may pass and be followed to their graves with "the boast of heraldry, the pomp of power." Presidents and premiers may die and their statues be set up in halls of fame; but none will go from the midst of the living and leave a sense of deeper personal loss than this splendid man, this impetuous companion, who has been snatched by death from the intimate affec­tion of a great people. The Bull Moose has made his last charge.
The Rough Rider has led his last assault.
Bwana Tumbo, the mighty hunter, is back from this perilous expedition we call Life, and is gone home.
Friends and opponents, with equal earnestness, cry out, "God rest his soul!"
Upon his tomb there can be inscribed an epitaph, than which there can be no nobler, no prouder, no truer tribute,
"Here lies a real American."

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Monday, February 13, 2006

Booker T. Washington

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Number 58 – February 13, 2006


Brother Booker T. Washington, (the ‘T’ stands for Taliaferro,) was made a Mason at sight by the Grand Master of the Prince Hall Grand Lodge of Massachusetts. Brother Washington graduated from Hampton Institute in 1875, and received honorary degrees from Harvard and Dartmouth colleges. He founded Tuskegee Institute in 1884 and was its President. As a nationally know writer, educator, leader and speaker he authored many books and spoke widely on racial and educational subjects. He was steadfast in his efforts to improve economic independence through improvement in the education of African Americans. At times his methods were the subject of debate among his peers. It is because of everything he did to improve education and the economic well-being of African Americans that he is so-well remembered today.

In Brother Washington’s essay “Industrial Education for the Negro” he said in part: “Many seem to think that industrial education is meant to make the Negro work as he worked in the days of slavery. This is far from my conception of industrial education. If this training is worth anything to the Negro, it consists in teaching him how not to work, but how to make the forces of nature – air, steam, water, horse-power and electricity – work for him. If it has any value it is in lifting labor up out of toil and drudgery into the plane of the dignified and the beautiful. The Negro in the South works and works hard; but too often his ignorance and lack of skill causes him to do his work in the most costly and [unproductive] manner and this keeps him near the bottom of the ladder in the economic world.”

In one of the speeches he gave in his lifetime he told this story:

“A ship lost at sea for many days suddenly sighted a friendly vessel. From the mast of the unfortunate vessel was seen a signal, ‘water, water; we die of thirst!’ the answer from the friendly vessel at once came back ‘cast down your bucket where you are.’ A second time the signal ‘water, water; send us water!’ ran up from the distressed vessel, and was answered, ‘cast down your bucket where you are.’ And a third and fourth signal for water was answered, ‘cast down your bucket where you are.”

“The Captain of the distressed vessel, at last heeding the injunction, cast down his bucket, and it came up full of fresh water from the mouth of the Amazon river.”

“To those of my race who depend on bettering their condition in a foreign land or who underestimate the importance of cultivating friendly relations with the southern white man who is their next door neighbor, I would say: ‘Cast down your bucket where you are’ – cast it down in making friends in every manly way, of the people of all races by whom we are surrounded.”

Sources: Denslow’s 10,000 famous Freemasons: Tidbits, North Metro edition Twin Cities; The Complete Idiot’s Guide to African American History.

“Our people have made the mistake of confusing the methods with the objectives. As long as we agree on objectives, we should never fall out with each other just because we believe in different methods, or tactics, or strategy.” Malcolm X

“To be a champ, you have to believe in yourself when nobody else will.”
Brother “Sugar Ray” Robinson, member Joppa Lodge 55 PHA New York, city, NY

“I, myself, being one who was lost and dead, buried here in the rubbish of the west, in the thickest darkness of sin and ignorance, (hoodwinked by the false teachings of the slave-master,) am able to stand upright today; perpendicular, on the square with my God, (Allah,) and my own kind; raised from the ignorant death.” El Hajj Malik El-Shabazz: Born Malcolm Little in 1925 --- Malcolm X

“How far you go in life depends on you’re being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant with the weak and strong: Because someday in life you will have been all of these.” George Washington Carver.

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Monday, February 06, 2006

Our Lodge Officers

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Number 57 – February 6, 2006

An old but entertaining piece that I found in
“A collection of St. Georges Banners 1992 - 2005”
By Brother Kevan Van Herd

Our Lodge Officers
By Anonymous

Worshipful Master
Leaps tall buildings in a single bound, is more powerful than a locomotive is faster than a speeding bullet, and walks on water.

Senior Warden
Leaps short buildings in a single bound, is more powerful than a switch engine, is just as fast as a speeding bullet, walks on water if the sea is calm, and talks with God.

Junior Warden
Leaps short buildings with a running start and favorable winds, is almost as powerful as a switch engine, is faster than a speeding BB, walks on water in an indoor pool, and talks with God with special approval.

Deacons
Barely clear a Quonset hut, looses tug of war with a locomotive, can fire a speeding bullet, passes water, and is occasionally addressed by God.

Treasurer
Makes high marks on the wall when trying to leap over buildings, is run over by a locomotive, can sometimes handle a gun without inflicting self-injury, dog paddles, and talks to animals.

Stewards
Fall over doorsteps when trying to enter buildings, says, “Look at the choo-choo,” squirts self with water pistol, plays in mud puddles, and mutters to self.

Tiler
Runs into buildings, recognizes locomotives two out of three times, is not issued ammunition, can stay afloat with a life jacket, talks to walls.

Secretary
Lifts buildings and walks under them, kicks locomotives off the tracks, catches speeding bullets with his teeth and eats them, freezes water with a single glance, and answers only to God.



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