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Who are you!" cried Tom, endeavoring to peer through the darkness. "It's all right mistake," murmured a voice. Tom leaned suddenly forward and parted the curtains of his berth. There was a dim light burning in the aisle of the car.

Blaine is right!" Marrin tried to shout: "I order you to get to work!" But a tumult drowned his voice, a busy clamor, an exultant jabber of tongues, a rising, a shuffling, a moving about. Sally marched down the aisle. "Follow me, girls! We're going to have a union!"

The #Lady-Chapel#, as its walls and vaulting clearly show, was once completely decorated with designs in colour. The windows now are the only parts that indicate an attempt to renew this portion of its earlier condition. The new reredos is of alabaster, and was designed by Messrs Carpenter & Ingelow. The #North Choir Aisle# contains some monuments which are referred to separately.

The vision of one of his students hurrying down a parallel aisle with spoils from the table gave him a humorous sense of fellow feeling. At length they found a seat of twisted branches, screened by a row of palms.

The doctor paused a moment, and then, holding out the gaudily-colored sweater, asked: "Do you wish to claim this, Tom?" "Yes, sir, it is mine," and with a steady step Tom walked forward to get the garment. As he went down the aisle toward the rostrum there were one or two faint hisses, that seemed to come from the section where Sam Heller and his cronies sat.

He entered the churchyard, and passed to the door. As he came the group under the crumbling arch fell back, and at the call of the organist went to the chancel. Belward came slowly up the aisle, and paused about the middle. Something in the scene gave him a new sensation.

"Thank goodness we're here at last," exclaimed Nipper Knapp, as he began to gather his luggage together. "That's the best news I've heard to-day," insisted Bud Weir, swinging his suitcase to his shoulder and crowding out into the aisle with the rest of the scouts.

Mark's; and hardly a moment passes, from early morning to sunset, in which we may not see some half-veiled figure enter beneath the Arabian porch, cast itself into long abasement on the floor of the temple, and then rising slowly with more confirmed step, and with a passionate kiss and clasp of the arms given to the feet of the crucifix, by which the lamps burn always in the northern aisle, leave the church, as if comforted.

On one occasion, while the annual meeting was in session at Burlington, N. J., in the midst of the solemn silence of the great assembly, the unwelcome figure of Benjamin Lay, wrapped in his long white overcoat, was seen passing up the aisle. Stopping midway, he exclaimed, "You slaveholders! Why don't you throw off your Quaker coats as I do mine, and show yourselves as you are?"

It does not consist of one simple cross, "in nomine Patris," etc.; they seem to make three or four crosses from forehead to chin, and conclude by kissing the thumb-nail, in honor of what we could not imagine. Entering the middle aisle, which is divided from the rest by a row of seats on either side, they choose their position, and motion to the dark attendant to spread the carpet.