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Nature’s Grand Cathedral.—“ Are you going to church to-day ?” asked Mr Orthodox of Mr Freethink. “ No,” said Mr Freetbink, emphatically ; “I shall worship in the grand Cathedral of Nature.” Half an hour later Mr Freethink was seated at a rickety deal table under a dusty tree, listening to, the notes of a wheezy orchestrion, and drinking something that looked like beer.

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Page 3 Advertisements Column 1, Evening Star, Issue 8032, 8 October 1889

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Page 3 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 8032, 8 October 1889