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AT the upper end of the hall was a low platform, on the left side of which sat twelve men on benches. At the right end of the platform stood that familiar oblong box that contained the last tabernacle of Hannah Atkins. The covers were off. There were signs about her of considerable investigation. A table stood in the centre of the platform and behind it sat a very small man, with a long silky black beard and very delicate features.
Gentlest and suavest of men! He was called "Louisa," this magistrate. For if he had, hanging disconsolately in the rear of his history, the family name of "Bumper," it was nothing to the point. The sure taste and discretion of Zionville always refused it.