?" asked the governor, in an angry tone.
"From one of your good ministers; and I am sure he spoke the truth,"
answered Tecumah, innocently.
"He shall suffer for it," muttered the governor.
They had just then reached the door of the church, and Tecumah followed
the governor, who went up towards the so-called "holy altar." The
Indian gazed around with astonishment at the gorgeous drapery, the
images, the lighted candles, and the large silver crucifix, with the
figure of the Virgin on one side, and Saint John on the other, and the
vases of flowers, and numerous other ornaments. He said not a word
during the whole ceremony, but watched attentively what took place.
There was the usual chanting in Latin, and so-called prayers muttered
over in the same language; while the church was filled with incense from
censers waved to and fro. Then, during a solemn silence, the chief
officiating priest lifted up something (what it was he could not make
out) above his head. He then observed that they put something into
their mouths and drank wine, which they had mixed with water from a
silver cup. Then the people came up and the priests put something into
their mouths, and there was more chanting and prayers in an unknown
tongue. Then those who had been on their knees rose and filed out of
the church, laughing and talking and making jokes with each other.
Tecumah followed the governor, anxious to know what had taken place, and
inquired what the priests were about when they muttered prayers over the
silver dish and wine.
"They were then performing the greatest miracle of our Church," answered
the governor. "They were converting the wafer and wine into the body
and blood of Christ."
"What?" asked the Indian. "Christ has assumed His glorified body, and
is now in heaven at the right hand of God. Which body, may I ask, do
they think they eat, His human body or His glorified body? I cannot
understand the matter."
"Nor can I enlighten you," answered the governor, looking much
perplexed. "I am not fond of having such questions put to me."
"Pardon me if I ask one more," said the Indian, who was eager to gain
information on the subject. "What were they doing when they lifted the
wafer above their heads?"
"They were then offering up to God the great sacrifice, the real body
and blood of His dear Son."
"Christ was once offered up as a sacrifice for sinners on the cross,"
said the Indian; "surely they cannot offer Him a
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