By Lisa Trumbauer
Explains tips to use a private laptop to accomplish actions that discover math, analyzing, geography, and technological know-how.
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It now struck eleven, though, from the last church within our hearing, and there was not yet St. Michel. We were all in the chorus fitted in so nicely that it would have been difficult for some to get out, or if out, impossible to get in. They were all in the orchestra placed as closely as possible, amidst a perfect grove of music-stands. The reserved seats were full, the organist was seated, the score lay wide open upon the lofty desk ; but St. Michel did not come ! I shall never forget how we wearied and wondered, and how I, at least, racked myself, writhed, and agonized.
But still dark, and darkening, like a vast abyss, lay the hall before us ; and the great chandelier was itself a blot, like a mystery hung in circumambient nothingness. I was lost in the light around me, and striving to pierce into that mystery beyond, when a whisper thriiled me: "Now, Charles, I must leave you. You are 1\Ir. Auchester at present. Stand firm and sing on. Look alone at the conductor, and think alone of your part. Courage ! " What did he say " courage" for? As if my heart could fail me then and there !
Standing upon the orchestra, giddy, almost fearful to fall forwards into the great unlighted chaos, the windows looked like clouds themselves, and every pillar, tier, and cornice stood dilated in the unsubstantial space. Lenhart Davy had to drag me forwards to my nook among the altos, beneath the organ, just against the conductor's desk. The orchestra was a dream to me, filled with dark shapes, flitting and hurrying, crossed by wandering sounds, whispers, and laughter. There must have been four or five hundred of us up there, but it seems to me like a lampless church, as full as it could be of people struggling for room.