The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1857-12-19
Pilates WIfe's Dream.

Pilates WIfe's Dream.
Morning broke, and the gorgeous oriental
sun st ept forth from his amethyst chambers
and hung soft shadowy spray wreaths over
! Jordan's dewy vale, and capped Ohvets
/ mount with a crown Of golden light and
/ studded Gothsemane's somber foliage with
/ sparkling gems.
! He chased the shade from the valley Of
/ Iinmon a she flung his golden sheen over the
temple crowned hill, Jerusalem. He darted
his arrowy rays beneath the lofty por'icoes
of Pilates palace, and rested on the judg-
ment hall, and spoke, by his sof.ened light
to the troubled crowd beneath its noble
arches.
The shades of the night previous had wit
messed the arrest of the meek-eyed Naza-
rene Highways and byways poured out
/ the ever ready rsbble to accuse the good and
/ godlike. Greek and GaIileen, Roman SOL
( der and tributary Jew forgot their hatred
and stood side by side The Roman helmet
and the ensign of Caesar glttered in the
same ray with the jeweled breast of the high
priest. Patrician and plebian met Stately
forms in priestly robes glided around and
amidst this motley crowd, stirring up their
dark passions till hatred, dire and deep,
was written on each countenance, and voices
loudly camored for his blood. When the
calm light of the rising sun first fell upon
them, hush of silence crept over them, but
when passions dark as a thirst for blood,
take possession Of the mind Of man, the calm
admoni;iOns of nature, speaking in her
goodness and beauty are passed by unheed-
Cd. Thus it was, while repenting Peter
wept, the fierce cry of "Crucify him. Cru
city him" went up from every hardened
lip, from the lordly Levite to meanest beg
gar, and the coward hearted PLATE shrank
before them, his weak heart goodness gave
wav to time serving head. How frali a
guide to the great good, Again, louder and
louder, that fearful cry rang out upon the
calm beauty of that quiet morning, startling
the very echoes in the distant hills. Heaven
wept al those vengeful words.
Within that palace hall, in an apartment
furnished in more than patrcan spendor,
the home of beauty and luxury, reclincd a
Roman lady on sumptuouS cushions OF the
das which surrounded the room. The cool
plashngs of the fountains sent in refresh
ing music, while the morning beams poured
through the pomegranate blossoms, which
boOmed in the open court and shed purple
light on the troubled features of the sleeper.
An expression of terror came over her
countenance and she started wildly from her
rccumbent position and stared around the
apartment, then sunk down again among the
cushions, her whole frame trembling con-
vulsively. Shortly after she seemed to re-
gain some degree of composure. Raising
herself slowly she glanced less wildly
around, unit, her eyes rested on a cluster OF
small silver bells. Selling them, she shook
out a gush of shrill 1sic, which soon
brought an old female attendant to her aid.
Zulnea," said she, they say thou art skill
ful in expa ming dreams, and art favored OF
the gods. Come sit thee down and explain
mine. Methought saw that meek and lowly
Nazarene, whom some call the King Of the
Jews, condemned to die. He then was hur
ried along the street by the mob, insulted by
have each coward blow sooner fall on meO
but alas. they bore him along and up the
sides of yonder hill, till they arrived at the
top, where felonS are wont to suffer; there
they nailed Him, the Godlike, to the cross.
"Then methousht the sun grew angry at
the sight, and fled, and left the world in
darkness, the winds forgot to
breathe, red lightning's lcaped from crag to
crag among the hills. The earth shook, and
mountains on which our city stands seemed
bowing together Then methought l saw
the shadowy forms of the dead come forth |
from their sepulchrai tombs in the side of
Mount Zion, beyond the pool of Sloan.
"Then scene changed: and l saw the |
crucifed' enthroned on glorious cloud,
and high archangels left their homes beyond !
the stars, and clothed the risen dead with
robes and pnions like their own. Then
Joining wing to wing beneath the cloud, they
bore it aoit in triumph shouting him well
come to the skies Then l awoke. Surely
this lowly Nazarene must be greater than
all the gods Of Rome.
Zulnea-Thou hast said truly, and the
wife of Plate needs only this solution to her
dream. The holy Teacher has been arrest
ed, and even now awaits the decision OF thy
husband to consign him to the cross.
"Can this be so? Can men even in Ju-
iea be found base enough to thirst for blood
80 innocenlg Go thou and say to PLATE, in
nv name, 'have thou nothing to do with
hat just man, for l have suffered many
.hings, this day, in dream, because OF
him."
The servant delivered the message. which
has come down to us as the only memorial
,f the wife of Plate.
So, dear sisters, let some effort of ours,
hough as simple yet as well directed in be-
lalf of the oppressed, the illuminated, the
suffering poor, be the only tongue to tell to
uture generations that ace hare lired. ANNA
LIrHoNIA, an School Journal.