Firing of Guns
In the course of other
research, I came across some interesting tidbits of information from the
past that I’d like to share.
The following newspaper accounts illustrate the enormous respect that
Freemasonry apparently enjoyed during the 1700s.
The
South Carolina Gazette reports on 28 December 1738:
Yesterday being the
Festival of St. John the Evangelist, the day was ushered in with the
firing of guns at sunrise from several ships in the harbor with all
their colors flying. At 9 o’clock all the members of Solomon’s Lodge,
belonging to the Ancient and Honorable Order of Free and Accepted
Masons, met at the house of the Honorable James Crokatt, Esq., Master of
the said Lodge, and at 10, proceeded from thence, properly clothed with
the Ensigns of their Order, and Music before them, to the house of the
Provincial Grand Master, James Graeme, Esq., where a Grand Lodge was
held…
The
Gazette further reports on that same date:
After an elegant
dinner, all the brethren were invited by Capt. Thomas White on board the
Hope; there several loyal healths were drank, and at their coming on
board and return on shore, they were saluted by the discharge of 39
guns, being the same number observed in each of the different salutes of
this day, so that in all there were about 250 guns fired. The evening
was concluded with a ball and entertainment for the ladies, and the
whole was performed with much grandeur and decorum.
The 1 January 1741 edition
of the Gazette published the
following – almost word for word as the December 1738 account:
Saturday last {27th
of December, 1740} being the festival of St. John the Evangelist, the
day was ushered in with firing of guns at sunrise, from several ships in
the harbor, with all their colors flying.
After an elegant
dinner, all the brethren being invited, went on board the
From the 2nd of
January 1742 edition, the Gazette
reports the following pertaining to events on 27 December 1741:
Great numbers of guns
were discharged from the ships in the harbor during the procession and
afterwards; and the whole was conducted with the greatest order and
decency, the night concluding with the illumination of the vessels of
the brethren in the harbor, and a ball to the ladies.
The above excerpts from
the South Carolina Gazette
pertain to events in
Many of the newspaper
accounts speak of grand processions - in full Masonic regalia, balls,
banquets, and church services.
It must have truly been an exciting time to be a Freemason in the


~ We’re
Old! ~
The Grand Lodge
of Ancient Free Masons of South Carolina ranks as one of the top ten oldest
Grand Lodges in the world. Our
first Lodge was founded in 1735 and the Provincial Grand Lodge in
We are, without
a doubt, at least the eighth oldest Grand Lodge in the world and at least the
fourth oldest in the
United Grand Lodge of
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~ The Silent Summons ~ Author Unknown
A member of a certain Lodge,
who previously attended meetings regularly, stopped going. After a few
months, the Worshipful Master decided to visit him. It was a chilly evening,
and the Worshipful Master found his brother at home alone, sitting before a
blazing fire.
Guessing the reason for the
Worshipful Master's visit, the brother welcomed him, led him to a
comfortable chair near the fireplace and waited. The Worshipful Master made
himself comfortable, but said nothing.
In the grave silence, he
contemplated the dance of the flames around the burning logs. After several
minutes, the Worshipful Master took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a
brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth, all alone.
Then he sat back in his chair, still silent.
His host watched all of this in
quiet contemplation. As the one, lone ember's flame flickered and
diminished, there was a momentary glow, and its fire was no more. Soon, it
was cold and dead.
Not a word had been spoken
since the initial greeting. The Worshipful Master glanced at his watch and
chose this time to leave. He slowly stood up, picked up the cold, dead
ember, and placed it back in the middle of the fire. Immediately, it began
to glow once more, with all the light and warmth of the burning coals around
it.