The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-03-10
a. Roman Lawyer in Jerusalem
First Century.
From BIackwood's Magazine.

Marcus, abiding in Jerusalem,
Greeting to Caius, his best friend in Rome!
| SGiUei these presents will be borne to you
| By Lucus, who ID wearied with this place,
Dated with travel, looks upon the Eass
As simply misunderstanding, bArrsn. bleak
And longs again to find himself in Rome.
After the tumut of it's streets, its trains
OF slaves and clients, and ita villas cool
With marble pOrticOes beside the sea,
And friends and banquets-rnore than all, It's
games
This life seems blank and fist. He pants to
stand
In its vast circus all alive with heads
And qniverng arms and floating robes-the air
Thrilled by the roaring Jrenaitas of men
The suulit awning heaving overhead,
Sgolten snd strained against it's corded veins,
And Tapping Oat its hem with loud report
The wild beasts roaring from the pit below
The wilder crowd responding from above
With one long yell that sends the startled
With thrill and sudden hnsh into the cheeks
hundred trumpets screaming-the dull
ttump
Of horses galloplng across the sand
The ciang OF scabhards, the sharp clash of
Live swords, that whirl circle Of grey fire
Brass helmets flashing meath their streaming
A universal tumut--then hush
Worse than the tumult-all eyes straining
down
To the arenas pit--an lips set close
All muscles strainsd--and then that sudde n
yell,
Ha5et THAT'S Rome says Lucius so it is /!
That is, It is his Rome2tis not yours and mine
And yet great Jupiter here at my side
He stands with face aside rs if he saw
The games he thus describes, aud says THAT'S
life
Life life my friend, and this 10 simply death!
All tor my Romel !" jot his very words
Just as he uttero them. | hats these games,
And Lucius knows it, yet he viii go on,
And all against my will he stirs my blood
So suspend my letter for while.
A wa k has calmed mel begin again
Letting shis lGss page, since it 10 written,
stand.
Lucius is going: you will see him soon
in our great Forum, there with him will walk,
And hear him rail and rave against the East
| stay behind-for these bare sileuces,
These hills that in the sunset melt and burn,
This proud stern people, these dead ssas aud
lakes,
These sombre cedars, this in tense still sky,
To me, % eruGarled with Llfs'B diA and stra il,
Are grateful as the solemn blank Of night
After the fierce days irritant ex cess;
Besides, a deep absorbing interest
Detains mt hers, Rils up my mind and sways
Ny lnm0st though.s-has got as 'twere .
grippe
Upon my very life. as strange as new
| scarcely know how well to speak of this,
Fearing your raillery at best-at worst
Even your contempt yet, spite ofsll speak.
First do not deem me to have lost my head.
J Sunstruck, as that man Paulus was st Rome
No, am sane as ever, and my pulse
Beats even, with no fever in my blood.
And yec hail incline To think his words.
Wild as they were, We're not entirely wild
Nay, shall dare 4vow it l half tend,
Here in This place, surrounded by these men,
Despite the jeering natural at first,
And then the pressure OF my lifelong thought
Trained up against tito excuse his faith
And h4it admit the Chrstus he thinks God
Is, &C me least, most mysterious man.
Bear with me if now avow SO much
When next we meet will expose my mind,
But now The sulJsctl must scarcely touch.
How many time, while sauntering up and
down
The Forums space, or pausing meath the shade
OF some grand temple, arch or portico,
Have we discussed oae knotty point of law.
Some curious ease, whose contrad citing facts
. Looked Janus-faced to innosence and guilt
see you now arrestlng me, to note
With quiet fervor and uplifted hand
Some subtle view or fact by me Overlooked,
And urging me, who always strain my point
ti}eing too much, know, a parCisan),
To pause, and press not to the Issue so,
But more apart, with less impetuous zeal,
Survey as from an upper floor the facts.
: need you now to rein me in, too quick
70 ride whim beyond the term Of Truth,
For here case comes up to which in vain
J seek clue you cou;d clear up my mind,
But you are sbsent-se | send thase notes.
The case is one of Judas, Simon's son.
lscariot called-a Jew-and one of those
} Who followed Christus, held by some god,
But deemed by others to have preached and
taught
a superstition vile, Of which one point
: Was worship OF an ass; but this is false !!
: Judas, his follower, all the sect declare.
| Bought BY bride of thirty silver coins,
Basely betrayed his master unto death
: The question is-Did Judas doing this
Act from base motives and commit crime
Or, all things taken carefully in view,
Can he be justified in what he did
Here on the spot, surrounded by the men
Who acted in the drama, | have sought
To study out this strange and tragic case.
Many are de@d-as Herod, Gaia phas
And also Pllate-a most worthy man.
, Under whose rule, but all without his fault,
And as fancy, all against his will,
Chrstus was crucifed This | regret:
His words with me would have the greatest
weight;
But ysias is living, still an old man,
The chief Of the Centurions, whose report
Is to be trusted, as he saw and heard
Not once, but many time and oft, this man,
HIS look and bearing, Lysias thus describes
''Tall, slender, not erect. a little bent;
Brows archeG and dark high-ridged lofty
head;
Thin temples, veined and delicate; large eyes,
Sad, very serious, seeming as it were
To look beyond you, and whene'er he spoke
Iliumined by an inner lamping light
At Tunes, too, cleaning with strange wild
/ fl
When tainted by the rabble in the streets;
A Jewish face, complexion pale but dark
Thin, high art nostrls, qQiyerng constantly;
Long nose, tull lips, hands taperng, full of
i veins
] lis uLOVements nervnls q he W. Lied he