Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-05-21

and the Washburn family were made Ma
SONS they had to travel in on this same
road, and that it was merely emblematic
of the commonality of the order and the
equalization of grade on the Masonic high
way.
Having Gained my nerves with philoso-
ply, they then pitched into me physically,
and had to submit to being curtained.
The goat was led in.
could hear him stamping his hoofs on
the floor and flashing the furniture about
with his headlight.
felt the falls of Minnehaha streaking
down my back, and that had urgent bust
ness to do to pay an assessment to the
Board of Public Works, etc, that evening
outside, but it was no use to protest or ap-
ply for furlough.
Three or four of them then seized me
and pitched me on the creatures back, who
had been watered with Plantation bitters
to develop his natural deviltry.
Then they told me very encourapinclv,
to hold on to the horns for dear life and
look out for cyclones.
nave been in good many scrapes.
have been in an election fight.
have rode Dan Rice's pet mule.
have been pitched out car window in
railway collision.
have gone up in steamboat explosion
and met other fellows going up when 1 was
coming down.
And l have been picked up off the high
way with broken shafts, broken wheels and
other busted harness things.
But this little goat excursion went
lengths ahead of them all; put them en-,
tirely in the shade.
He seemed to have no body, but to be all
hoofs, wings and horns.
He elevated me to the ceiling, wiped of
the walls with my best Sunday clothes
caromed me against the chairs aud tables
and brought me to pocket on the top oil
the stove.
He was as fiery as a red-hot comet from
its nucleus to the end of its tail, and though
l hung on like grim death, he played me
about as lively as farmers fail in from
and back summersaults and antelope leap:
and springs.
Just as [ was about 80 succumb and utter
''now lay me down to Sleep" the band
age fell from nay eyes, streak of dynamite
| flame shot up the chimney and
was in a lodge of Masons.
The initiated all crowded around me
"AO SSSii4ON W 10 pay my DuLJOus
whose got the BUTTON" but looking as
grave as brood of owls after a poor
nights catch of mice.
The fat fellow of the auntie-room was
standing in corner finishing up my bot
tie, and between pulls yelling wildly for
''more light"
Order was restored and l was led to a
big desk and asked to put up or shut up
by the chief engineer who sat behind il
with Gen. Israel Putnam's hat on his head
Striking the desk with stone-cutter's CAV.
ell, after his subjects had made him the
| proper obeisance he thus addressed me:
jackson Slocum: You have nobly pass
en- from labor to refreshment and are now
one of US. You have worked your passage
as a stowaway of earth into the home port
| of a sublime institution that dates from the
hieroglyphics of the pyramids, and when
the sphinx first faced the river Nile with
| its mysterious eyes. Your constitution is
TewksbHry tanned and waterproof to all
atmospheric influence. You can defy
whisky in bond and out of bond, and the
| myrmdoms of the law when there is no ex-
cuse for policeman's giving you chase
Once Mason always a Mason. Get"
And / was q Mason.
JACKSON SIoCUyM. F. e A. NJ