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[M.E.Grand Superintendent's Address
Provincial Grand Chapter April 2009]
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St.Helens Masonic Hall is holding a
BEER & SKITTLES NIGHT
with a hotpot supper on
Tuesday 1st of June

The cost is £5 and the start time is
7.00 pm for 7.30 pm.
Beer will be £1.30 until it's gone!

Friends of Masons not yet in the Craft are welcome.
Please book with Linda via the Hall telephone/answer phone:
01744 22908
THE MOTHER-LODGE
by Rudyard Kipling

There was Rundle, Station Master,
An' Beazeley of the Rail,
An' 'Ackman, Commissariat,
An' Donkin' o' the Jail;
An' Blake, Conductor-Sargent,
Our Master twice was 'e,
With 'im that kept the Europe-shop,
Old Framjee Eduljee.

Outside - "Sergeant! Sir! Salute! Salaam!"
Inside - "Brother",
 an' it doesn't do no 'arm.
We met upon the Level
 an' we parted on the Square,
An' I was Junior Deacon
 in my Mother-Lodge out there!

We'd Bola Nath, Accountant,
An' Saul the Aden Jew,
An' Din Mohammed, draughtsman
Of the Survey Office too;
There was Babu Chuckerbutty,
An' Amir Singh the Sikh,
An' Castro from the fittin'-sheds,
The Roman Catholick!

We 'adn't good regalia,
An' our Lodge was old an' bare,
But we knew the Ancient Landmarks,
An' we kep' 'em to a hair;
An' lookin' on it backwards
It often strikes me thus,
There ain't such things as infidels,
Excep', per'aps, it's us.

For monthly, after Labour,
We'd all sit down and smoke
(We dursn't give no banquits,
Lest a Brother's caste were broke),
An' man on man got talkin'
Religion an' the rest,
An' every man comparin'
Of the God 'e knew the best.

So man on man got talkin',
An' not a Brother stirred
Till mornin' waked the parrots
An' that dam' brain-fever-bird;
We'd say 'twas 'ighly curious,
An' we'd all ride 'ome to bed,
With Mo'ammed, God, an' Shiva
Changin' pickets in our 'ead.

Full oft on Guv'ment service
This rovin' foot 'ath pressed,
An' bore fraternal greetin's
To the Lodges east an' west,
Accordin' as commanded
From Kohat to Singapore,
But I wish that I might see them
In my Mother-Lodge once more!

I wish that I might see them,
My Brethren black an' brown,
With the trichies smellin' pleasant
An' the hog-darn passin' down;
An' the old khansamah snorin'
On the bottle-khana floor,
Like a Master in good standing
With my Mother-Lodge once more!

Outside - "Sergeant! Sir! Salute! Salaam!"
Inside - "Brother",
 an' it doesn't do no 'arm.
We met upon the Level
 an' we parted on the Square,
An' I was Junior Deacon
 in my Mother-Lodge out there!

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