[Frontispiece: "_The kneeling people lifted their wet faces ... But the chancel was empty_"] At the crossing of the old avenue with the stream of present traffic, in a city which, for obvious reasons, will not be identified by the writer of these pages, there stood--and still stands--the Church of Saint Agatha's.…
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