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Updated: May 9, 2025
They went up the aisle together, the bottle-green glass of the old lead quarries admitting but little light at that hour, and under such an atmosphere. They stood by the altar-rail in silence, Christine's skirt visibly quivering at each beat of her heart. Presently a quick step ground upon the gravel, and Mr. Bealand came round by the front.
The dust of the poet reposes between that of his mother on his right hand, and that of his Ada, "sole daughter of my house and heart," on his left. The mother died on August 1, 1811; the daughter, who had by marriage become the Countess of Lovelace, in 1852. "I buried her with my own hands," said the sexton, John Brown, when, after a little time, he rejoined me at the altar-rail.
Jack, watching her uplifted profile as she stood at the altar-rail, found himself trivially, spitefully, irrelevantly murmuring: "Her nose is too small." And yet she looked more than ever like a Botticelli Madonna. Rose and Eddy were to be married that winter in New York, a gigantic opportunity for the newspapers, for already half the world seemed trooping to the festivities.
We went on tiptoe towards the altar-rail, and knelt upon the topmost step. To tell what followed would be to intrude upon the sacredness of the soul's privacy. Suffice it to say that for some solemn moments we knelt and prayed together, each knowing well what to ask from Him who has promised that they who "ask shall receive." When my petition was ended I turned and looked at Hortense.
From time immemorial the well containing the marble staircase which leads down to the tomb of Saint Peter has been called the 'Confession. The word, I believe, is properly applied to the altar-rail, from the ancient practice of repeating there the general confession immediately before receiving the Communion, a custom now slightly modified. But I may be wrong in giving this derivation.
No, that's the Governor next to him." "That old toad? Why, he's a moral hulk; look at his nose!" "Yes, it's a pity, but we done the best we could had to keep the alignment, you know. His brother leases and sublets convicts, five stockades of 'em, and ought to be one himself. "These girls inside the altar-rail, they're the academy chorus. That one? Oh, that's Halliday's daughter.
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