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mence a small literary periodical for Local and other Works, over which we have spent Middlesbrough and the neighbourhood; many years of labour, and on the success of which
but having had our fingers repeatedly we have staked all we possess in the world. burnt by such attempts, we must confess ourselves not over sanguine of receiving the necessary sup- miles ahead of most other places. If, as we are
And yet Middlesbrough, with all its faults, is port. To be honest, we do not consider literary certain is the case, we have an immense mass of taste a distinguishing characteristic of the men and women of Middlesbrough (though the adoption of a therefrom, in our midst; we have also, on the
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Middlesbrough, indeed, is a colony (we hope not pride themselves upon being “highly respectable," exactly a convict colony), towards which all manner at once shows, that only they can eat their own
of mankind have trooped, as all sorts of animals pudding in peace, for their three score years and are recorded to have done to Noah's Ark. How ten, the rest of the community may go to the devil many of them perish in the deluge, like so many for them. Even amongst many of the greatest borne above the raging billows, our statistics can
“ dumb driven cattle," and how many are safely professors of the pure religion of Jesus, it
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A MIDDLESBROUGH MAN'S FIRST born and reared; the town with which, even during PILGRIMAGE TO STRATFORD-ON-AVON his residence in London, he never ceased to have AND ITS VICINAGE.
some connection; and to which, after his retirement from the stage, he returned to spend the evening
of his life, and to lay his mortal remains, after his [The following account of a visit to the land of Shakspere matchless spirit had “shuffled off,” its “mortal was written for, and appeared in, the pages of The Freemasons' Magazine and Masonic Mirror, which will account for those coil." But ever had there been some barrier to my Masonic allusions which I have now no inclination to omit.] visit. Sometimes I had duties to perform which “Far from the sun and Summer shade,
would not admit of my absence from home; but In thy green lap, was Nature's darling laid, oftener, because I was like certain“ tenant bodies," What time, where lucid Avon stray'd,
mentioned by our brother, Robert Burns—“scant To him the mighty mother did unveil
o'cash," and the funds necessary for the journey Her awful face : the dauntless child Stretch'd sorth his little arms and smiled.
were obliged to be devoted to other purposes. More • This pencil take,' she said, whose colours clear than once had I, not without considerable effort, Richly paint the vernal year:
got money and time apparently to unite in favouring Thine too these golden keys, immortal boy! This can unlock the gates of Joy ;
me with a good opportunity for my long wished for Of Horror's that, and thrilling Fears,
pilgrimage; but, alas ! when the time came, inOr ope' the sacred source of sympathetic Tears.'” terest and duty alike told me that it would be wise
GRAY's Ode on the Progress of Poetry. on my part to forfeit my own trip, and spend the
money over change of air" for one of the best
of wives, who in all difficulties has stood firmly by greater pleasure than to visit sylvan scenes and historic sites; forsook me.
me, when less fragile forms perhaps would have and, much as I would like to see other lands, I have no wish Difficulties are not always a curse, though to the to go abroad until I have tho coward and the base they are ever so; but, to the roughly explored every nook brave of heart, they are only trials; and, if we will
but learn to endure them with patience and humility, and corner of my native isle. I am well enough content to
the Most High will eventually turn them into blesknow other countries only through the medium of sings for us," with healing on their wings.” And pictures and books : but for this dear old Albion—the now that I look back upon my visit to Stratford-onland of my forefathers and of myself, the birthplace from the exquisite pleasure of the recollection, that
Avon—for I did get it at last-it does not diminish also of my wife and our children—this beloved island for which so many brave men, whose blood
Whitsuntide after Whitsuntide, I forfeited my life. is in my own veins, have lived and laboured, have long wished for trip, in order that the faithful wife fought and died—I have an intense desire to see it, of my bosom, and the mother of my children, might from the Land's End to John O'Groats ; to look from have her failing health reinvigorated by an “out” every mountain down upon the plains and valleys, as the Lancashire people say) instead; for, as my and from the plains and valleys up to the sky-kissed friend, Charles Swain, has truly sung in his dehills; to linger by lakes and rivers, and to thread lightful poem of The Mind :-my way through what yet remains of our ancient forests; to muse on the sands and cliffs of the sea.
It is to build with human thoughts a shrine, shore; to worship in old churches and cathedrals;
Where Hope sits brooding like a beauteous dove :
Where Time seems young—and Life a thing divine. to contemplate by the ruins of castles and monasteries ; to tread battle-fields, once red with human
All tastes—all pleasures—all desires combine
To consecrate this sanctuary of bliss, gore, now green with the grassy sward on which Above—the stars in shroudless beauty shinethe lambkin plays without dismay; to look upon every
Around—the streams their flowery margins kiss, spot where a martyr has died; to enter the birth
And if there's heaven on earth, that heaven is surely this. place of the gifted and the good; and reverently to
Yes, this is love,—the steadfast and the true ; visit those tombs of the departed great, which so
The immortal glory which hath never set ; forcibly remind one of the great truth, that " a time
The best, the brightest boon the heart e'er knew;
Of all life's sweets the very sweetest yet! will come, and the wisest of us know not how soon," Oh, who but can recal the eve they met when our brief lives will be brought to a close, as
To breathe in some green walk their first young vow, those of the bravest, the wisest, and the best have
Whilst summer flowers with moonlight dews were wet, been before us.
And winds sigh'd soft around the mountain's brow,
And all was rapture then, which is but memory now." But most especially had I longed, from my child- The true Freemason will always find pleasure hood, to visit the good old town of Stratford-on- in the performance of his duty, whether it be to Avon; the place where my beloved Shakspere was God, his neighbour, or himself; or, what is most
“Love? I will tell thee what it is to love !
Masonic of all, to the three combined, not to speak of the East Lancashire line in that direction, the it profanely, as a sort of trinity in unity. For, as rain was falling in torrents. All the cabs were one who was a Freemason in his heart, though per- presently engaged, and I had no alternative but to haps he knew it not, has well observed :
walk to the London Road Station, at Bank Top, “ Possessions vanish and opinions change,
and “bide the pelting of this pitiless storm;" for, And passion holds a fluctuating seat,
like the night in the second scene of the third act But, subject neither to eclipse nor wane,
of King Lear, it “pitied neither wise men Duty remains."—WORDSWORTH.
fools." Great, therefore, was my joy, when, at Whitsuntide, 1859, I was enabled to reconcile my visit to
Reader, wert thou ever in Manchester on a Stratford-on-Avon and its vicinage, not only with thoroughly wet day? Except for variety, thou convenience, but with duty; and when I inform the need'st not wish to be. A good umbrella overhead, reader that (though previously my whole life had, and some good cowhide under foot, tanned with with little exception, been passed among bucolic genuine oak-bark by Bro. Martin, of Great Ayton, scenes) for upwards of four years I had been pent saved me pretty tolerably from the wet ; though the up in the cotton district, labouring to teach and elevate smoke penetrated my lungs until I was nearly sufpoor ragged children, whose clothes had, many of focated, and irritated my eyes until they were quite them, been picked out of rag-bags, and nearly all were
painful. Right glad was I, therefore, after seloaded with miasma, and that our premises were
curing a ticket, when the ring-ting-ting of the considered about the worst adapted for the work of porter's bell, and cries of “Take your seats for any in England, I shall not task human credulity Stafford, Wolverhampton, and Birmingham," anwhen I ask for belief in my assertion, that this nounced the time for departure. Punctually at halframble in a fine sylvan part of the country, hal. past eight o'clock in the morning we left Manlowed by its historical recollections, was alike inchester; and, after calling at Longsight, Levenvigorating to my body and my mind; for as WORDS shulme, Heaton Chapel and Heaton
Norris, WORTH, the great High-priest of Nature, beautifully
within twenty minutes from the time of starting
Hitherto I had not expresses it, in his noble poem, “composed in 1798, we arrived at Stockport. a few miles above Tintern Abbey, on Revisiting the got out of the cotton district, but now that we Banks of the Wye :"
had reached the fine pastoral country of Cheshire, I knew that my lungs would soon cast off
the smoke which they had been breathing, and Faint I, nor mourn, nor murmer ; other gifts
regale themselves with an unlimited supply of Have follow'd, for such loss, I would believe,
oxygen. My eyes, too, would soon be refreshed To look on Nature, not as in the hour
by looking once more upon bucolic scenes. Of thoughtless youth, but hearing oftentimes The still sad music of humanity,
Thank God for Railways ! for without them how Nor harsh, nor grating, though of ample power
could the inhabitants of our great hives of industry To chasten and subdue. And I have felt
ever get their bodies out of the smoke into the fresh A presence that disturbs me with the joy
air, or gladden their eyes and ears with the soulOr elevated thoughts ; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused,
purifying sights and sounds of nature. Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,
Past Cheadle, Handforth, Wilmslow, Alderley, And the round ocean, and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man;
Chelford, Holmes Chapel, and Sandback stations, A motion and a spirit that in.pels
and by ten o'clock in the forenoon, after already All thinking things, all objects of all thought,
having caught glimpses of fine sylvan scenery, we And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still arrived at Crewe. There was no time, however, to
inspect the hall designed by Inigo Jones, whom Bro. And mountains, and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world
Preston informs us “was nominated Grand Masard ear, both what they half create
ter of England, and was deputized by his sovereign And what perceive; well pleased to recognise
to preside over the lodges." I may, however, mention In Nature, and the language of the sense,
that during the civil wars, it sustained two assaults, The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart and soul,
having been occupied alternately by Parliamentarians Of all my moral being.”
and Royalists. It could not be otherwise than interOn Saturday morning, the 11th of June, 1859, after Craft would visit the buildings of interest in their own
esting to the brotherhood if intelligent members of the an early breakfast, I left the Bury station of the neighbourhoods, and report, through the pages of East Lancashire Railway, by the first cars ” for the Freemason's Magazine, how much yet remains of Manchester, in order to catch the Parliamentary the structures erected by our ancient brethren before train from that city to Birmingham. The weather the divorce of operative and speculative Masonry. was unsettled when I left Bury, but by the time the train reached the Salford Station, the terminus
(To be Continued.)
“Not for this
For I have learn'd
A lover of the meadows and the woods