gerous for the "jerkers" to throw themselves back into the laps
of those behind them than against the hard back of a seat. But the feelings
of those who received the form of the exhausted enthusiast we do not
profess to explain. It is probable, however, that those in the near
vicinity of one who had the "jerks" would prepare themselves for the
backward throw that so many execute at the last moment of their paroxysm.
But to those who looked on, it seemed like a game of "give-and-take," as if
each did not know what moment he might be under the same obligation to
someone else.

While standing in the aisle Dexie passed her arm around Elsie's waist, lest
they should be separated in the crowd. Dexie had become so engrossed in
watching the worshippers that she had forgotten how the sight might affect
her friend, but glancing into her face she saw that this was no place for
one of Elsie's temperament. But the aisles were blocked; they seemed
standing in a vice, with no power to move front or backwards. The
_enthusiasm_ seemed increasing every moment, and as almost every seat held
an active member, the excitement in the church was appalling.

One young girl, quite near where Dexie stood, sprang to her feet with a
shriek that caused Elsie to scream with fright, and Dexie bade her hide her
face from the sight. But Elsie felt she must watch what was going on or
else scream again, so great was her terror. The sight was indeed alarming,
for the girl beat the air with her hands while she jumped up and down,
until her movements appeared actually dangerous to those near her. Her head
was thrown backward and forward with such violence and rapidity that it
seemed a marvel how she escaped dislocation, and her whole body was in
violent motion. At last she fell to the floor with a final shriek, where
she struggled about for several minutes, much to the alarm of those in her
immediate vicinity.

On all sides shrieks and cries mingled with the quick movements of those
who had the "jerks," and Elsie could bear it no longer.

"Take me out, Dexie; I can't stay here another minute!" she cried.

Lancy was some distance away, but he pressed to her side, regardless of the
bruised toes and sides he left behind him, and lifting Elsie in his arms
pressed to the door, with Dexie closely following. They hurried away to
where the noise of the worshippers was not quite so audible, and by degrees
Elsie grew quiet and calm. Leaving them seated on the grass