The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-02-13

pilgrimage of life, during which we are ever in search of moral, spiritual and intellectual light.
 '0That we may the more easily re- CeiVe light, masonry teaches the les sons of its invisible moral and spirit 1al truths, by signs and allegorical illus trations.
 "We all of us more readily compre- bend the meaning of intricate propos1- tions by comparison with known and visible objects.
 "1n this manner Christ taught his disciples and followers.
 Tn all the so-called heather or pagan countries man has created unto himself many graVen images, before which he has bowed and worshiped, because to his untutored mind they were the visible representations of h4s invisible and unknown gods. Little wonder that the Parsee, as he beheld the life which the warmth of the sun brought into existence. and the wondrous beauties of nature which it's light unfolded to his questionin 3 mind, lifted up his face to the orb of Cay in awe and devotion, and wor- shipped the earthly flame as it's visible token on the altar of his temple. ''As a symbol of that moral and in- tellectual light for which we ever search, let me give you. if I may, the triumphant song of physical light comp osed by William Pitt Palmer: '' From the quicKened womb of the
 primal gloom,
 ''The sun rolled black and bare, '' Till I wove him a: vest for his
 Ethiop breast "'of the threads of my golden hair: |" And when the broad tent of the
 Armament
 "'Arose on it's airy spars, T pencilled the hue of its matchless And spangIed it round with stars. CT painted the flowers of Eden And their leaves of living green, [" And mine were the dyes in the sin
 less eyes
 Of Eden's virgin queen; ." And when the F'iends art on her
 trustful heart
 Had fastened it's mortal spell, " Tn the silvery sphere of the first
 born tear,
 ' TO the trembling earth I fell. 't When the waves that burst OCT
 world accursed
 "'Their work of wrath had sped, "'And the Ark's lone few, the trieo
 and true,
 |" Game forth among the dead; With the won rous gleams of my
 braided beams
 "'I bade their terrors cease, " As wrote on the roll of the storms
 dark scroll
 Gods covenant of peacei Like a pail at rest on a pulseless
 breast,
 :" Nights funeral shadow slept Where shepherd Swains, on the Beth
 lehem plains,
 ' Their lonely vigils kept When I flashed on their sight the
 heralds bright.
 "'Of heavens redeeming plan, 'As they chanted the morn of a Saw "'Joy, joy to the outcast Mani  '' Equal favor show to the lofty and
 low,
 "ton the just and unjust descend; !" 'E' 'en the bl n1, whose vain spheres
 roll in darkness and tears, " Feel my smile the blest smile of a
 friend. @ Nay, the flower of the waste by my
 love is embraced,
 "'As the rose in the garden of
 kings, |" At the chrysalis bier of the worm "'And 10! the gay butterf1y's wings. '' From my sentinel steep by the night
 brooded deep
 T gaze with unslumbering eye, When the exposure star of the "Is plotted from the sky; ":And guided by me through the
 n'e~ci'ess sea,
 Tho""h sped by the hurricanes Sc His cy...1.elssIess bark, lone, weIter-
 ing dark
 "'To the haven-home safely he
 brings. CT waken the flowers in their dew
 spangled bowers,
 H The birds in their chambers of
 green, e And mo"ntain and plain glow with
 beauty again,
 |" As they bask in my matinal sheen. [" O, if such the glad worth of my
 encC 00 earth, Though fitful and fieeting the
 while, q" What s.v ies must rest on the home
 Of -b~ hlest.
 '' ''Ever bright with the Deity's
 smile!"