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" Great Anniversary Spell.

strained his eyes intently in the direction in which it had vanished , but could see nothing . He felt he was getting unnerved by what was merely an illusion , and braced himself up for the ordeal . What a thrill the unexpected sound of the church bell gave him as it commenced to strike twelve ! HOAV the awful sounds vibrated and seemed to descend deep into tho earth , and tell the spirits

to prepare ! One after another they fell on his ear like a knell , and he wondered Avhen they Avould cease . And when the last iron sound had ceased it seemed to develop into a silence that could be felt , and out of which there was no escape . His first movement startled him , ancl he found the time fast approaching . He made a new combination of stops , and he counted the minutes , the seconds , ancl , at the calculated moment , commenced the hymn .

His heart was beating violently , and he earnestly wished the next twenty seconds had passed . He fixed his eyes on the spot Avhere his mother had died , and the pale moon threw a cold , unearthly glimmer across the church that appeared to rarity the atmosphere . The familiar sounds seemed to speak to him in different voices , one saying , " It's no use , you ' ve tried it before , " and another saying , "Take care , take care ! " These gradually increased in

intensity , but he kept his eyes steadil y on the same place , and Avas beginning to think that his last trial Avas over as the objects dimmed before his eyes . Accustomed as he was to playing the hymn , he nevertheless made a slight mistake , which resulted in a peculiar discord , and immediately his mother ' s place seemed to be filled ! A white sepulchral form sat there ! A thrill of horror ran through his frame ' . Could it be real ? Yesit would not vanish

, , but remained there and assumed the solidity of flesh and blood ! He perceived a slight movement , and a cold shudder passed over him , his teeth chattered , and a fit of trembling seized him , while his hair seemed to shrink into his head . Was that really his mother ? Had she come there specially to reveal some dread secret to him ? Had he indeed struck the right chord ? Yes ,

there was no doubt about it ; he had hit upon the peculiar discord which had been made by accident fifteen years ago , accompanying his mother ' s death , and his mother was there now in answer to it ! " All the past years of thought and study flitted through his brain like a momentary pageant , and he saw a reality in the strange plans fixed for the supernatural . He marvelled that . he could have disbeliei'ecl them . Ages seemed to pass away , and the terrible chord was still ringing onhis fingers being convulsively clasped to the notes .

, He could not lift them . He felt that something must be done , ancl tried to speak , but his tongue cloA'e to the roof of his mouth . He could hear the ticking of his watch above the sound of the organ , and the beating of his heart emulated it . Years seemed to have passed since he came into the church , and he counted the seconds laboriously . If he were able to leave the organ the spell would be broken that had conjured up the vision . He could bear it no

longer , and was about to dash away ancl sieze the spectre , when , ivith along , draAvn out sound that seemed to extend for hours , the chord finished for want of wind iu a weird , awful , discordant shriek , like a long last-drawn breath , and his blood curdled in terror , as he dreaded lest the figure should now disappear . He could sustain the sound no longer , ancl felt that his last hope had diedwhen he found the spectre still there as everalthough the organ had

, , stopped . Was he alone with one from the grave—the unknown world ? Now he wished it had departed with that fearful sound , when a new feeling came over him , and he clumsily walked towards it . His steps echoed aud reechoed in empty space ! The ghost moved—yes , he saw it move , and his eyes dilated , while the cold drops of perspiration stood on his brow . Still he . walked onand the church seemed to move ancl heave as though an

earth-, quake was lifting it . He took neiv courage at his progress , ancl , continning to advance , tried to make out the features , determined to know the worst . He clenched his teeth to keep them from chattering , and grasped his coat in both hands . Heavens ! the figure rises ancl approaches him ! He stands rooted

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THE RECORDS OF AN ANCIENT LODGE. Article 1
THE OLD CHARGES OF THE BRITISH FREEMASONS. Article 6
AS WE MAKE IT. Article 11
THE LAWS OF THE CRUSADERS IN CYPRUS. Article 12
MASONIC STORIES. Article 13
A MASONIC DREAM. Article 14
A STRANGE LANGUAGE. Article 17
THE MYSTIC CHORD. Article 18
" GREAT ANNIVERSARY SPELL. Article 20
THE UNIVERSALITY OF MASONRY. Article 24
THE LONDON LIVERY COMPANIES. Article 25
CHURCH BELLS AND THEIR ASSOCIATIONS. Article 26
THE MASONIC VETERANS' ASSOCIATION OF CENTRAL NEW YORK. Article 29
FOUND. Article 33
LITTLE BRITAIN. Article 34
OUR GRAND BROTHERHOOD. Article 38
A CATALOGUE OF MASONIC BOOKS IN THE BRITISH MUSEUM. Article 41
NORAH'S REMONSTRANCE. Article 44
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" Great Anniversary Spell.

strained his eyes intently in the direction in which it had vanished , but could see nothing . He felt he was getting unnerved by what was merely an illusion , and braced himself up for the ordeal . What a thrill the unexpected sound of the church bell gave him as it commenced to strike twelve ! HOAV the awful sounds vibrated and seemed to descend deep into tho earth , and tell the spirits

to prepare ! One after another they fell on his ear like a knell , and he wondered Avhen they Avould cease . And when the last iron sound had ceased it seemed to develop into a silence that could be felt , and out of which there was no escape . His first movement startled him , ancl he found the time fast approaching . He made a new combination of stops , and he counted the minutes , the seconds , ancl , at the calculated moment , commenced the hymn .

His heart was beating violently , and he earnestly wished the next twenty seconds had passed . He fixed his eyes on the spot Avhere his mother had died , and the pale moon threw a cold , unearthly glimmer across the church that appeared to rarity the atmosphere . The familiar sounds seemed to speak to him in different voices , one saying , " It's no use , you ' ve tried it before , " and another saying , "Take care , take care ! " These gradually increased in

intensity , but he kept his eyes steadil y on the same place , and Avas beginning to think that his last trial Avas over as the objects dimmed before his eyes . Accustomed as he was to playing the hymn , he nevertheless made a slight mistake , which resulted in a peculiar discord , and immediately his mother ' s place seemed to be filled ! A white sepulchral form sat there ! A thrill of horror ran through his frame ' . Could it be real ? Yesit would not vanish

, , but remained there and assumed the solidity of flesh and blood ! He perceived a slight movement , and a cold shudder passed over him , his teeth chattered , and a fit of trembling seized him , while his hair seemed to shrink into his head . Was that really his mother ? Had she come there specially to reveal some dread secret to him ? Had he indeed struck the right chord ? Yes ,

there was no doubt about it ; he had hit upon the peculiar discord which had been made by accident fifteen years ago , accompanying his mother ' s death , and his mother was there now in answer to it ! " All the past years of thought and study flitted through his brain like a momentary pageant , and he saw a reality in the strange plans fixed for the supernatural . He marvelled that . he could have disbeliei'ecl them . Ages seemed to pass away , and the terrible chord was still ringing onhis fingers being convulsively clasped to the notes .

, He could not lift them . He felt that something must be done , ancl tried to speak , but his tongue cloA'e to the roof of his mouth . He could hear the ticking of his watch above the sound of the organ , and the beating of his heart emulated it . Years seemed to have passed since he came into the church , and he counted the seconds laboriously . If he were able to leave the organ the spell would be broken that had conjured up the vision . He could bear it no

longer , and was about to dash away ancl sieze the spectre , when , ivith along , draAvn out sound that seemed to extend for hours , the chord finished for want of wind iu a weird , awful , discordant shriek , like a long last-drawn breath , and his blood curdled in terror , as he dreaded lest the figure should now disappear . He could sustain the sound no longer , ancl felt that his last hope had diedwhen he found the spectre still there as everalthough the organ had

, , stopped . Was he alone with one from the grave—the unknown world ? Now he wished it had departed with that fearful sound , when a new feeling came over him , and he clumsily walked towards it . His steps echoed aud reechoed in empty space ! The ghost moved—yes , he saw it move , and his eyes dilated , while the cold drops of perspiration stood on his brow . Still he . walked onand the church seemed to move ancl heave as though an

earth-, quake was lifting it . He took neiv courage at his progress , ancl , continning to advance , tried to make out the features , determined to know the worst . He clenched his teeth to keep them from chattering , and grasped his coat in both hands . Heavens ! the figure rises ancl approaches him ! He stands rooted

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