There are three Bartles: The Bartle who makes money, the Bartle who gives it away, and the Bartle who works for free.
~Harold Roe Bartle
Harold
Roe Bennett Sturdevant Bartle (June 25, 1901 – May 9, 1974) was a
businessman, philanthropist, Boy Scout executive, and professional
public speaker who served two terms as mayor of Kansas City, Missouri.
After Bartle helped lure the Dallas Texans American Football League team
to Kansas City in 1962, owner Lamar Hunt renamed the franchise the
Kansas City Chiefs after Bartle's nickname, "The Chief."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harold_Roe_Bartle
http://usscouts.org/honorsociety/lonebear.asp
Selected speeches:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6TScdeMBrA
(Member of Lebanon Lodge No. 87 in Kentucky plus the Ararat Shriners of Kansas City, Missouri)
There
are four categories of voting on the floor of the Senate. The first are
those who have been described as ones who can hear the farthest drum
before the cry of a single hungry child. Then there is the group who can
hear every child, whether he is hungry or not, before they can hear a
single drum. Then you have a third group, who say, “Nothing can happen
to the almighty dollar, so we will vote
for all the children and all the drums.” The time has come when we must
have some priorities with respect to the way we are allocating our
steadily decreasing resources, else it should be clear to everybody—that
the economy of the United States could well be destroyed.
Stuart
Symington (June 26, 1901 – December 14, 1988), remarks in the Senate,
November 23, 1971.—Congressional Record, vol. 117, p. 2896
William
Stuart Symington, Jr. (June 26, 1901 – December 14, 1988)
was an American businessman and politician from Missouri. He served as
the first Secretary of the Air Force from 1947 to 1950 and was a
Democratic United States Senator from Missouri from 1953 to 1976.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stuart_Symington
(Frank R. Lawrence Lodge 797, Rochester, NY)
Masonic Signers of the Declaration of Independence
Confirmed Masonic Membership of the following:
William Ellery, RI
Benjamin Franklin, PA
John Hancock, MA
Joseph Hewes, NC
William Hooper, NC
Robert Treat Paine, MA
Richard Stockton, NJ
George Walton, GA
William Whipple, NH
Others whose membership is rumored or probable, but not proven by records:
Elbridge Gerry, MA
Thomas Jefferson, VA
Richard Henry Lee, VA
Thomas McKean, DE
Robert Morris, PA
Thomas Nelson, Jr., VA
John Penn, NC
Benjamin Rush, PA
Roger Sherman, CT
James Smith, PA
John Witherspoon, NJ
I
am sorry to say that sometimes matters of very small importance waste a
good deal of precious time, by the long and repeated speeches and
chicanery of gentlemen who will not wholly throw off the lawyer even in
Congress.
William Whipple (January 14, 1730 – November 28, 1785)
William Whipple, Jr. (January 14, 1730 – November 28, 1785) was a signatory of the United States Declaration of Independence as a representative of New Hampshire.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Whipple
(St. John's Lodge, Portsmouth NH)
George
Walton (1749 – February 2, 1804) signed the United States Declaration
of Independence as a representative of Georgia and also served as the
second Chief Executive of that state.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Walton
http://www.revolutionary-war-and-beyond.com/george-walton.html
http://www.georgiaencyclopedia.org/articles/government-politics/george-walton-ca-1749-1804(Solomon's Lodge No. 1, in Savannah GA)
"The
public is generally unthankful, and I never will become a Servant of
it, till I am convinced that by neglecting my own affairs I am doing
more acceptable Service to God and Man."
Richard Stockton (October 1, 1730 – February 28, 1781)
Richard
Stockton (October 1, 1730 – February 28, 1781) was an American lawyer,
jurist, legislator, and a signer of the Declaration of Independence.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Stockton_%28Continental_Congressman%29
(Charter Master of St. John's Lodge, Princeton, Massachusetts in 1765)
ODE.
ADAMS AND LIBERTY.
Written for, and sung at the fourth Anniversary of the Massachusetts
Charitable Fire Society, 1798.
YE sons of Columbia, who bravely have fought,
For those rights, which unstained from your Sires had descended,
May you long taste the blessings your valour has brought,
And your sons reap the soil which their fathers defended.
'Mid the regin of mild Peace,
May your nation increase,
With the glory of Rome, and the wisdom of Greece;
And ne'er shall the sons of Colmbia be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
In a clime, whose rich vales feed the marts of the world,
Whose shores are unshaken by Europe's commotion,
The trident of Commerce should never be hurled,
To incense the legitimate powers of the ocean.
But should pirates invade,
Though in thunder arrayed,
Let your cannon declare the free charter of trade.
For ne'er shall the sons, &c.
The fame of our arms, of our laws the mild sway,
Had justly ennobled our nation in story,
'Till the dark clouds of faction obscured our young day,
And enveloped the sun of American glory.
But let traitors be told,
Who their country have sold,
And bartered their God for his image in gold,
That ne'er will the sons, &c.
While France her huge limbs bathes recumbent in blood,
And Society's base threats with wide dissolution;
May Peace like the dove, who returned from the flood,
Find an ark of abode in our mild constitution
But though Peace is our aim,
Yet the boon we disclaim,
If bought by our Sov'reignty, Justice or Fame.
For ne'er shall the sons, &c.
'Tis the fire of the flint, each American warms;
Let Rome's haughty victors beware of collision,
Let them bring all the vassals of Europe in arms,
We're a world by ourselves, and disdain a division.
While with patriot pride,
To our laws we're allied,
No foe can subdue us, no faction divide.
For ne'er shall the sons, &c.
Our mountains are crowned with imperial oak;
Whose roots, like our liberties, ages have nourished;
But lone e'er our nation submits to the yoke,
Not a tree shall be left on the field where it flourished.
Should invasion impend,
Every grove would descend,
From the hill-tops, they shaded, our shores to defend.
For ne'er shall the sons, &c.
Let our patriots destroy Anarch's pestilent worm;
Lest our Liberty's growth should be checked by corrosion;
Then let clouds thicken round us; we heed not the storm;
Our realm fears no shock, but the earth's own explosion.
Foes assail us in vain,
Though their fleets bridge the main,
For our altars and laws with our lives we'll maintain.
For ne'er shall the sons, &c.
Should the Tempest of War overshadow our land,
Its bolts could ne'er rend Freedom's temple asunder;
For, unmoved, at its portal, would Washington stand,
And repulse, with his Breast, the assaults of the thunder!
His sword, from the sleep
Of its scabbard would leap,
And conduct, with its point, ev'ry flash to the deep!
For ne'er shall the sons, &c.
Let Fame to the world sound America's voice;
No intrigues can her sons from their government sever;
Her pride is her Adams; Her laws are his choice,
And shall flourish, till Liberty slumbers for ever.
Then unite heart and hand,
Like Leonidas' band,
And swear to the God of the ocean and land;
That ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves,
While the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
"Adams and Liberty," lyrics by Robert Treat Paine (March 11, 1731 – May 11, 1814)
Robert
Treat Paine (March 11, 1731 – May 11, 1814) was a Massachusetts lawyer
and politician, best known as a signer of the Declaration of
Independence as a representative of Massachusetts. He served as the
state's first attorney general, and served as an associate justice of
the Massachusetts Supreme Judicial Court, the state's highest court.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Treat_Paine
(Lodge unknown, however there is a record of him attending the Massachusetts Grand Lodge in 1759)
