emotional thrill 
that awaits me 
yonder in the hemlock woods ? a 
Here is a sanctuary unprofaned, pre- " 
sided over by a presence which always ee eee ee 
brings peace without alloy. The dim aisles 
are redolent with sacred incense and filled with prophecy. All 
my wonted fellow-worshippers are here; one by one I pass them; 
now lightly hovering, or there prostrate on the hushed carpet, 
