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4 > Page 4 of Addresses delivered at the Grand annual communication of the Grand Lodge of Kentucky : held at the Masonic Temple in the city of Louisville, October 18th, A.D. 1869, A.L. 5869 / Elisha S. Fitch.

ADDRESS OF GRAND MASTER are still only imperfect craftsmen working under His inspection as our Supreme Grand Master; and should therefore labor assiduously upon those infallible designs, drawn upon His trestle-board, as revealed by our Great Light, and trust implicitly to the guidance of His unerring wisdom in all time to cotne. We will thus become in the highest sense first prepared in our hearts, as Masons are taught to be, for the solemn engagements and responsible duties which lie before us. Believing you to be thus prepared, brethren, permit me in the honored name of Masonry to greet you with a hearty fraternal welcome on your annual return to this Graud Hall. As the scattered members of one com- mon household feel a rapturous delight in revisiting together the old paren- tal home1 thus living over again the springtime of life in awakened reminis- cences, so, as Craftsmen who for a season h ave been widely dispersed, it is natural that we should feel jubilant and joyous in thus reassembling in our old Masonic homestead, to revive the interesting associations of other days, and to perpetuate those friendships which have been developed and purified under the benign influences of our Royal Art. On such occasions a livelier sense of fraternal obligation and attachment seems to pervade our mystic band-a host of associated memories and treasured sympathies throng and thrill the Masonic heart, and conspire to signalize and to hallow the time and place of our reunion. In the vicissitudes of every-day life it is often the case on returning to the old familv mansion front which we have wani- dered, "Pursuing fortunes slippery ba," that the heart is saddened by the melancholy changes which time has wrought, the scenes of dilapidation and decay which meet the eye on every hand. In the descriptive language of Irving, whilecontemrplating the deserted home of Roscoe, it is often "like visiting Eome classic fountain which once welled its pure waters in a sacred shade, but finding it dry and dusty, with the lizard and the toad brooding over the shattered marble." On our return, however, to the old Masonic Temple to-day, our hearts may well be filled with joy and rejoicing, for there are no such sad sur- roundings to check our happy greetings; no such scenes of desolation to deplore or to mar our fraternal congratulations. Changes, it is true, have occurred in this old Masonic home, but they are such as we contemplate with exulting pride. They are changes that have been wrought by the cunning hands of enterprise and art and not by the corroding tooth of time or the defacing finger of decay. During our absence the skill of operative Masonry has been invoked, as you perceive, to improve and embellish this sacred retreat, and the architect and artist seem to have vied with each other in rendering it more beautiful and attractive than ever before. 4