principal part of this Christian service was now finished, but

the priest, wishing to comfort the unfortunate prisoners, added

to the ordinary service another. This consisted of his going up

to the gilt hammered-out image (with black face and hands)

supposed to represent the very God he had been eating,

illuminated by a dozen wax candles, and proceeding, in a strange,

discordant voice, to hum or sing the following words:

Jesu sweetest, glorified of the Apostles, Jesu lauded by the