The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1853-09-09

iesS DelnouS IN lneir eyes. Anothel
grievance also ranked in their bosoms
had proposed to employ par, of the
treasure of the Temple in erecting ediii-
cos of public utility. My proposal was
scowled at. The Pharsees were the
ayowed enemies of Jesus. They cared
not for The Government, but they bore
with bitterness the severe reprimands
which the Nazarene had (or three years
been continually throwing GU. against
them wherever he went.
Too weak and pusilanimous 10 &C, by
themselves, they had eagerly embraced
the quarrel Of tho lIelodiaDs and Sad
ducees. Beside these three parties,
had to contend against the reckless and
prcfigale populace always TO join in a
sedtion, and to prof, by the disorder and
confusion that result therefrom.
Jesus was dragged before the Council
of the Priest, Caiaphas, performed n
derisory act Of submission. He sent bis
prisoner to me to pronounce his con-
demnation and secure his execution. !
answered him that, us Jesus was n Cali.
lean, the affair came in Herod's jurrsdic-
ton, and ordered Jesus 10 be sent thlher.
The willy Totrarch pro(essed humility,
and protesting his Difference 10 the lieuN
tenant Of Cesar, lie committed the fate
of Tie man 20 my hands.
Soon my place assumed the aspect Of
a besieged citadel; every moment in,
creased the number of the sedi,ious.
Jerusalem was inundated with crowds
from the mountains Of n zareth. All
Judea appeared 10 be pouring into the
devoted city.
| had taken wife, girl from among
lle Gauls, who pretended to see into
iuinrity. Weeping, and throwing herself
at my feet. "Beware," said she TO me,
beware and touch not that man, for he is
holy. Last night | saw him in vision
he walking on the waier-he was fly
ing on The wings of the wind. He spoke
TO the tempest, TO the palm>Irees, 10 the
fishes Of the lake-all were obedient 10
him.
"Balold! the torrent OF Mount Kedron
flows with blood; the statues of Cesar
are filled with the filth of the genom'g;
the columns of the Pretorium have given
way, and The sun is veiled in mourning
like vcstal in the tomb Oh! PLATE,
evil awaits thee. II thou wilt not listen
to the words of thy wife, dread the curses
Of Roman Senate-dread The lrowns cl
Cesar,"
BY this time the marble stairs groaned
under The weight Of the multitude. The
Nazarene was brought back to me. /
to the Hall of Justice, fol
lowed by my guards, and asked the peo-
pie, in a severe tone, what they dcman-
ded. "The death Of the Nazarene. was
their reply. "For what crme?' "lle
has blasphemed; he has prophesied the
ruin of The temple; he calls himself the
Son of God-,he MessaIl-the King of
the Jews,'' Roman justice" said !
punishes not such offence with death"
''Crucify him, cruelty him." shouted ;orb
the relentless rabble.
The vociferatioDs of The iniurlated
multitude shook the palace 10 IFS iounda-
lions. One man alone appeared calm in
The midst of the ,umult. lie was like
unto the statues of Innocence placed in
the Temples Of the Euminides. 1t was
the Nazlreno.
After many fruilless attempts TO pro>
tect him from the fury Of his mercless
enemies, had the baseness TO adopt a
measure, which at that moment appearcd
TO me 10 be The only one that could save
bis life. ordered hlm to be scourgcd !;
then calling for an ever, | washed my
hands in the presence Of the clamorous
multitude, thereby sign'fying to them my
disapprobation Of the deed.
But in vain II was his life that these
wretchcs tLirsted after. Often, in our
civil commoiions have l Witnessed the
furious animosiy of The multitude, bul
nothing could ever be compared 10 what
beheid in the present instance. 1t
might have been truly said that on ,his
occasion all the phantoms Of the internal
re eions had assembled al jerusalem.
The crowd appeared not to walk, they
we're borne off and whirled as vortex,
rolling along like living waves, from the
portals of the Pretorum even unto Mount
ZION, will, bowling screams shrieks, and
vociJerations, such as were never heard
in The sedi,ious Of Panonia or in the
tumults of the Forum.
By degrees the day darkened like a
winter twilight, such as had been seen
at the death of the great Julius Cesar.
1t was likewise toward The ldes of March,
|, the contemned governor Of a rebelious
province, was leaning against a column
of my basilic contemplating a'hwart the
1reary gloom this Theory of Tartarus
Tagging 10 execution the innocent Ma
zarene.
All around me was desert; Jerusalem
lad vomited forth her indwellers thro'
he funeral gate that leads to the Gemo>
lie. An air Of desolation and sadness
enveloped me. My guards had joined
lie cavalry, and the Centurion, TO display
, shadow Of power, was endeavoriDg TO