a twenty-four-inch gauge across the throat; on which
Hiram fled to the West gate, where he was accosted
in the same manner by Jubelo, but with more violence.
Hiram told him that he could not give the word then,
because Solomon, King of Israel, Hiram, King of Tyre,
and himself had entered into a solemn league that
the word never should be given, unless they three
were present; but if he would have patience till the
Grand Lodge assembled at Jerusalem, if he was then
found worthy he should then receive it, otherwise
he could not; Jubelo replied in a very peremptory
manner, “If you do not give me the Master’s
word, I’ll take your life;” and on Hiram’s
refusing to give it, Jubelo gave him a severe
blow with the Square across the left breast, on which
he fled to the East gate, where he was accosted by
Jubelum, in the same manner, but with still more
violence. Here Hiram reasoned as before; Jubelum
told him that he had heard his caviling with Jubela
and Jubelo long enough, and that the Master’s
word had been promised to him from time to time for
a long time; that he was still put off, and that the
Temple was almost finished, and he was determined
to have the word or take his life. “I want
it so that I may be able to get wages as a Master
Mason in any country to which I may go for employ,
after the Temple is finished, and that I may be able
to support my wife and children.” Hiram
persisting in his refusal, he gave Hiram a violent
blow with the gavel on the forehead, which felled
him to the floor and killed him; they took the body
and carried it out of the West gate, and buried it
in the rubbish till low twelve at night (which is
twelve o’clock), when they three met agreeably
to appointment, and carried the body a westerly course,
and buried it at the brow of a hill, in a grave, dug
due East and West, six feet perpendicular, and made
their escape. King Solomon coming up to the Temple
at low six in the morning (as was his usual custom),
found the crafts all in confusion, and on inquiring
the cause, was informed that their Grand Master, Hiram
Abiff, was missing, and there was no plans or designs
laid down on the Tressle-Board, for the crafts to pursue
their labor. Solomon ordered search to be made
inland about the Temple for him; no discovery being
made, he then ordered the Secretary to call the roll
of workmen to see if any were missing; it appearing
that there were three, viz.: Jubela,
Jubelo and Jubelum, Solomon observed, “This
brings to my mind a circumstance that took place this
morning. Twelve Fellow Crafts came to me, dressed
in white gloves and aprons, in token of their innocence,
and confessed that they twelve, with three others,
had conspired to extort the Master Mason’s word
from their Grand Master, Hiram Abiff, and in case
of his refusal to take his life; they twelve had recanted,
but feared the three others had been base enough to
carry their atrocious designs into execution.”