The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-10-20
INSPIRATION IN
THE WEST
BY REV. p. A. StMPKIN.

AS i take from the senior deacon this
cleaning and beautiful implement of that
man to be envied and honored true
Master Mason, you ask me what message
II brings to the west IT is NOT q message
out messages, spoken in the babel of
tongues, messages whose music and no.
etry are the inspiration and the despair of
any human tongue. In the flashing light
of it there seems to Simmer the refiec-
tlon OF that. pillar of glorious flame ever
increasing. with which God has lighted
the stumbling feet. of men and given to
destiny. In its symmetrical beauty there
Is spoken the stored marvel of racial ad-
vance from the broken chaos of the far
yesterdays 10 the splendid achievement
ana organization of the social order as it
is marshaled in living beauty for service
In the earth. In its symbolism there is
the clarion note to which the throbbing
heart of the race responds as it moves to
perfectnesS in brotherly love
In its ensemble, it has a voice for the
great tomorrow for which the tired heart
OF the world has long yearned, for Ii
speaks TO us of that place of hearts de-
sire which the master builder is rear
ing-the house not made with hands-eter-
nal in the heavens into which as perfect
ashlers we shall in his mercy be build
ed
From you, worshipful master there has
come clear and beautiful exposition of
mat this implement speaks and that
which every wielder of it in the ages
building must possess. From the south
there has come an Inspiration in the
earnest and eloquent words of the junior
grand warden, which have laid their en-
phasis upon the honesty and integrity that
must be the glory and the guarantee of
this venerable institution if it is to abide
and to serve the time This implement
spirit of Ne the agG and tro Sns
speaks the spirit of the Yesterday. From
me hour that man found his dream of
the hour that man formed his dream of
progress as he stepped from the cave roof
to the roof of Gods world catching the
vision of a Fathers face. and builded
the rude walls that enclosed the fine
things out OF which the most beautiful
fabric has been woven to which the fin
gers of man have been laid, the trowel
speaks of progress. His dark but splendid
temples. within whose recesses covered
the hideouS things of superstition, but in
dictated views of God so abhorrent that
we are repealed by their recollection: his
fairer palaces of beauty builded to satisfy
the vanity and caprice of the worlds ac-
cidental overlOrds or to shrine the pa
tiently wrought bits of genius the human
soul produced. all the marvel that long
since crumbled beneath the gray dust and
the drifting sands were shaped by the
trowel
If perchance that splendid and barbaric
pageantry that moves across the little
stage of history and against the back
ground of that which was reared in the
sweet agony of races appeal to the i'm
agination if the gold-shot crimsons and
purples that wantonS Wove turn beauti-
full in the fair lights of another age, one
has but to remember that the shimmering
webs were woven by those who died
heartbroken at the loom. and the fair
monuments and temples were cemented
course by course TN the heartblood of
hopeless men and their topstones brought
on with shOutings that were lost amid the
signs and grief of those whose sacrifice
had wrought the glory. Aye. even the
white flower that blOomed in all its Won
drous glory on lions hill, from whose
altar there has flowed the stream of our
illumination. the stately fanes Of Chris
tendon. boar with centuries. crusted with
the prayers and songs of half a hundred
generations these and their time are to be