I . W. GRAND LOlMiK ^licitnt, /ice, Mb ^cttptei SElasons, A i/ro \

It if fwwt when the day toil is over, and aoft twilight mantles ell in b^i
darksome drapery, to be environed with th. d.'sctable ere of fragrant
lepbyr's wing.
It is sweet when
float* tkroncb eas HSM air, sod Iilsnd of tUt Usst,
to wander amidst the crumbling rains of some ivy wreathed edifies, pillowed
upon tho time worn breast of gr:ive antiquity, covered with tho du.«t of centuries,
the mautoleum of a thousand associations—the statesman's hope, the
student's ambition, the loverV row. the votary V prayer—and keeping in the
mild moonlight, calm, quiet and peaceful as old ago on the bosom of death :
if the harmonious meeting of Masons thj Dei&ffing of IJ m pathetic feeling*,
tha melting of heart* into one indissoluble brotherhood, the laving of soots
in the pure, pellucid font of Charity, ever overflowing with refreshing
showers, ever descending from the nercr fuiling Ocean .of Heaven's ever-
Here ao billows of contention ever rise; no tempest of passion ever lowers .
and no lightning of anger ever flashes athwart onr " starry decked Heaven :''
brook that dallies by the way-side, to embrace and ki?« the beautiful flowers
that imbower its mossy banks.
bow to the same ever true and living God !
devout spirit ef the faithful weUrie* of Islamism. begin onr Annual Pd-
We draw back the sable curtain of the PAST, and under tan shadowy
twilight of antiquity, 1st as wander along the ghostly vista of Irprlii aan-
ntead, the storm and the temp set away, far, far away in the pare ami yrtan,