Monday, May 15, 2006

Traveller's Tale: A Masonic Allegory, Chapter II, by the Wayfaring Man

Please read Chapter I of Traveller's Tale before you delve into Chapter II.

Traveller's Tale: A Masonic Allegory, Chapter II, by the Wayfaring Man

After my escape from the Corrupt Ones at Jerusalem, I was aided by true brethren and set out on the road to the southwest, intending to go to Alexandria in the hope of finding learned brethren, and looking forward to visiting the great library.

I had traveled only a day’s journey when, pausing at a public tavern for refreshment, a spice merchant, seeing my ring, introduced himself after the proper manner of our brotherhood and inquired about my journey. Upon hearing that I planned to travel to Egypt by the southwestern road, he urged me instead to join his caravan en route to the port of Tyre and sailing from thence by sea to Alexandria. His advice seemed wise as the journey overland was beset by many difficulties and much wilderness and I needed employment as my purse was nearly empty; the persistent worry that weighed upon my heart was the danger of returning through Jerusalem, as I feared that the Corrupt Ones would still be searching for me. Upon sharing this with my newfound brother and relating the story of what had happened, he offered assurance that there was a solution to this, as his caravan was beyond suspicion and he would arrange a Phoenician passport with friends at the court of Tyre: I therefore entered the employ of this good brother, a man of Arab and Roman extraction called Augustus Al Yarab.

Arising early the next morning, after offering thanks to the Almighty we set out bypassing the city and taking a more direct route to the coast as my employer wished to follow the coast road to Tyre. The weather being favorable and our journey blessed, we covered a great distance that day, arriving in a small village north of Joppa called Appolonia about the setting of the sun. Upon arriving, we found an inn called the Dancing Dolphin, whose upper room served as the meeting place of a regular lodge of brethren which was meeting that very night. After due examination and offering the Tiler’s Oath we were welcomed by these good brethren and the W.M. offered us every hospitality and begged that we stay and fellowship for a few days.

— The Wayfaring Man

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