The grand military mass now followed, and it consisted of a succession of popular operatic airs, played by the band, with an occasional roll of the small drums, an “order,” or a “present” by the old soldiers, and a pantomime by two or three ministers, bowing, kneeling, crossing, &c., &c., now here and now there. Words or thoughts are not necessary in such a worship as this, which seems to be designed for mere external sensuous impression — yet there were a few words chanted by the drummers, towards the close of the solemnities.