a shouta roardrowning the shrieks of dying men, the screams of vengeful women, "ArisearisePentavalon!" Came a rush of feet, a shock, and thereafter a confused din that rose and fell and, gradually ceasing, was lost in a sudden clamour of bells, fierce-pealing in wild and joyous riot.

I hear the midnight bell, Pealing forth its funeral knell; Now its tones sound loud and clear Now low and dirge-like, strike the ear, Solemn and slow, they seem to fall, Upon the listening ear of all.

As the coach drew up at the west door of the Abbey, and Monsignor stepped out with his robes about him, he heard, like a ground-bass to the ecstatic pealing of the bells overhead, the great roar of welcome roll out over the wide space, reverberate back from Westminster Hall and the Government Buildings opposite, and die down into heart-shaking silence again, as the vermilion flash was seen at the Abbey doors.