Graham guardian., 1910-04-29

woven UIle CdilIlOI SI,tly lilt OLc
long before the other swings into
view. The practice of the one
brings the promptings of the other,
so that to find dividing line be-
tween the two is we'll nigh impossi-
BILE, save that friendship will do for
friend, love will do for its enemies.
How well we, as Odd Fellows, have
been taught in lesson and picture
with background of Samaritan
mercy. The lesson of love as we
have learned it causes us to forget
all differences that may have arisen
among us, and supply the needed
assistance to even our distressed
enemy. Odd Fellows are taught
that over and above all the affairs
and differences of life, there is
a higher principle that ought to be
the controlling factor in life: Love.
This higher law of friendship, ema-
mating in certain sense from SYM
pathy, in its highest state of exist
ence in the soul, bears us onward
and upward to the All Good and all
Perfect.
| Go where you will, and every
where you find humanity in want
of sympathy, and this want is being
met by one who is all sufficient. And
this is called Love. What refine
ment or elevation we, as race,
may have attained, is due to this
; principle of love. 1t is the queen
, of graces; it outshines all others as
] the sun outshines the lesser planets.
1t is the heart of religion, the fat
of the offering. 1t is the grace that
Christ inquiries most after. Moth
ing is difficult to love. 1t will make
man cross his own inclinations to
please those whom he loves. 1t
will provide the skill and observa-
tion of the best physician, the dill
gence and vigilance of the best
nurse, and the tenderness and pa
, tience of the best mother. 1t is
that geyser to the soul that can
melt the ice and snow of the most
2 frozen regions; wherever its warm
springs we'll up, there glouys a south.
ern climate With love the heart
becomes a fair and fertile garden
with sunshine and warm hues and
exhaling sweet odors; but without
a it, it is a bleak desert covered with
ashes. Love is hi,e the wings of q
G bird, or the sails OF a ship. 1t car.
ries its worshippers t1ll-sail to heav.
G en- in the presence of its great
Author. But, when it cools, obed-
o ience slacks and drives heavily, be-
cause it wants the OIL on its wheel
that love used to drop
h 1t is said that in the time OF
Cromwell a young soldier for some
;, offence was condemned to ,lie, and
the time of his death was fixed al
the ringing of the curfew. He was
soon to have been married to 6
!, beautiful young lady, and naturally
the sentence cast terrible gloon
e over the lives of the young cou
pie. He loved her ardently with
all the strength of his young man
hood, and she returned this af
lection with all the natural sweet
y ness of her young life. She put
forth her utmost powers of plead
+, ing with the Judges, and even with
u Cromwell himself, for the life ot
her betrothed husband, but all ii
> vain. She even tried to bribe the
{ old sexton not to ring the bell, bu
she found that impossible. The
2 hour of execution drew near, the
: officers of the law brought forth the
/ prisoner and placed him in position
q and waited for the ringing of th'
# curfew bell. Sunset drew on, bu
u the bell did not ring. Only one hu
| man being knew the reason why
/ The poor girl, half wild because Of
l. her lovers peril, had rushed unseel
s up the winding stairway to the bel
;. fry loft and seized the tongue of th'
/ bell. The old sexton was in hi
l. place, prompt to the fatal moment
$ He threw his weight upon the rope
v and the bell, obedient to his prac
e ticed hand, reeled and swung to anC
It fro, but no sound came forth. Tht
: brave girl was holding on ant
/ swinging with every turn of th'
r bell. Again and again the old sex
It ton drew the rope, but with desper
O ate strength she held on, every mo
v ment made her position more fear
e full, every sway of the BELLS hug'
f weight threatened to throw her ou
It of the high tower window, but sh'
IS would not let go. At last the sex
r. ton went away; old and deaf, h'
n had not noticed that the curfev
f gave no peal. The brave girl de
# scended from the belfry and wound
, ed and bleeding she went to tn
J. place of execution, Cromwell him
It self was there, and just as he wa
n sending away to find out why tn
n bell was silent, she saw him.
IS And her brow,
IS Lately white with sickening horror
l. CLOVIS with hope and courage now
II At his feet she tells her story,
d Shows her hands all bruised ant
torn,
d And her sweet young face, still hag
r gard with the anguish it hat
w worn