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Robert Morriss Browning correspondence to Mabel C. Williams, January-July 1919

1919-04-12 Robert M. Browning to Dr. Mabel C. Williams Page 2

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defeated in the preliminary contest the day before. Our first bout was a draw as our thrusts were held to be simultaneous. In the second bout of the finals the blows were again simultaneous but his point caught me on the left cheek of the mask crushing it in so that the meshes gashed my cheek and blackened my eye. My nose was not broken however, the surgeon thought, and the cartilage is now painful only when I touch it. My gory face eliminated me from the tournament, however, as by the time I got my wounds dressed the bouts were all over. It was fortunate that the left eye was the one blackened for had it been the right I would have been unable to shoot this week. As it was my head felt like a boil the next time I went on the range. Last night three of us students were excused from the lecture and study period to take the first two degrees of the Commandery. By Wednesday night I hope to be a duly promoted Knight Templar. Last night I became a Knight of the Red Cross - interesting name isn't ? and a Knight of Malta. Col. Eames, commandant here, and Major Bradley, school secretary, were in the class last night. All of us intend to apply for admission to the Ancient Arabic Order of the Mystic Shrine as soon as we get the degree Wednesday night. The Shriners have a convention at Columbus April 29-30, and the Colonel will excuse us from duty those two days so we can take the work. "Footing the hot sands of the Desert" are practically the last steps in Masonry, there being but one higher degree and that limited to about one man to a state. Hope my Masonic aspirations don't bore you. It's really most interesting to me, one of the best two or three things I've ever known. Thank you for your advice. The world looks too troubled right now for me to want to resign, for a time, at least. There is no urgent
 
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