Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1852-04-16

gold, no purple ropes, sucn as kings wear
but lady on the placid brow, the serene
majesty Of God ,cas sealed
But Miriam, tell-'
'1he sun, continued the maiden. un-
needing the Interruption was slowly
sinking behind the mountains of Judea,
and the sky looked like a transparent
ocean, over whose bright pillows were
floating the flowers of Heaven. Every
cloud seemed a jeweled wave, rolling on
with gittering surges, and the fragments
scattered by the summer winds, looked
like golden plumes for some wandering
angels pinion. The earth was brilliant,
and the tall trees, aud the high noun
lalns were wrapped in glory, and the
streams and the fountains laughed in the
floating light The lilies, and rich young
buds fled up their pure petals, TO bathe in
the splendor of that hour which Heaven
lends to earth.
He, as he stood on little mound
which raised him above the multitude,
with that pure siness face lifted to the
skies, and the sunlight meIowed like
halo OF glory around seemed truly as #
holding communion with the holy ones
who worship around the Eternal throne.
oh, lady couldst thou have seen the
| deep bright communings of that coun-
tenance--the radiance which glitterei
there, when lifting his calm, holy ewes TO
Heaven, he cried, Father | thank thee,
| that thou hast heard me-
This was the first sound that had dis
turbed the still air; and so clear and me-
lodlous were the tones which uttered the
words, that they foaled out to the very
outskirts of that vast multitude. On
they pressed--closer and closer--yet
trembling and gasping-for there were
many who believed not; when. lo he
stretched forth his hands and cried with
loud voice, 'Ldz0rus come {0rfh,' and
then the bosom of the dead man heayed.
and the lids of his eyes were raised with
wonder, like one awaking from a deep
sleep. and he arose and walked forth in
our midst =
Miriam by all thy hopes of Heaven,
by the Temple and by the Prophets tell
me If thy tongue hath said true
Lady wouldst thou hear from the
lips of Lazarus of Bethany the truth of
what | have told thee Bethany lieth
but fourteen furlongs from Jerusalem
God OF nay Father how sayest thou p
-From the lips of him who slept with
the dead ! But tell me, Miriam, how long
this man had been buried
-Four days, lady
And was the sepulchre sealed 3
1T was se0led
'Then,' exclaimed the counsellor's
daughter IL the dead hear his voice. he
is indeed the Son of God =
CHAPTER IT,
The walls of the lady Iiara's tirino
room were hung round with the most
costly silks from Tarsus; and purple dra-
perles from Tnyatira were falling in rich
folds around the gilded couches. Curious
lamps, brought from Lysra, burned with
clear mellow light before immense silver
mirrors which were supported Oh golden
pedeslals; and so smooth were they, and
Tree from flaws, that they reflected every
OBJECT IN the apartment with double spleu- I
dor In the midst of the Mosaic floor
was marble laver, from the centre of
which bubbled up clear fountain, and il
ieH again so lightly down in the clear
laughing water, that it sounded like the
tlnklmg OF stringed instrument, or the
lar oil tones of silver bells. On bronze
pedestal, by the margin of the laver, was
golden censer, which emitted an in
cense OF all that was sweet or delicious of
the eastern gums. 1t seemed as if this /
was spot consecrated by the daily orr .
sons OF Zlara, for a lamp of rare and
curious Workmanship, glittering with gold .
ana precious stones, burned thereon, and
The most beautiful and glorious flowers
which grew in the gardens of the east.
were hanging around it, in festoons of .
living beauty; and tablet of pure white
marble, on which were inscribed charac-
ters In the Hebrew tongue, was supported /
on ihe pedestal or altar between the CEN
scr and the lamp. Every thing that was
rlch or rare seemed TO be gathered in the
lady chamber. Gold and gems from Nea-
poiis-e&quIsIte paintings from the Ionian
isles-lvory wrought most curiously into
cups anu stained with the brightest dyes
-ahd Jars Tor water, and ewers for the
cleansing OF the hands, were carved of
ebony, and bound and decorated with
silver. And there were white doves, and
singing birds that whistled sweet cborus
to the melody of the falling waters. The
councillors daugter was reclining on
couch before a silver mirror in deep and
undisturbed thought. Her embroidered
robes were lying neglected by her, and the
rich gold chains and bright gems with
which the eastern ladies were wont to
decorate themselves, were flashing up
their brilliance before her, unheeded and