Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-02-16
WRITTEN FOR THE DISPATCH
[Continued From Last Sundaul

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full strength of common reality, Lazarus
succumbed to his misery. The work was
done. There was now no excuse for going
to the palace; there was now no opportunity
to go to the palace. There was, therefore,
no Zahara.
What could the lover do? To advance
like a man, and WOO the maiden Of her
father, was impossible. The High Priest
gave no daughter to a carpenter. A sus-
picion of the truth would be fatal to every
thing. Annas was quite capable of sending
his daughter on visit to Egypt, Rome, or
wherever, beyond the reach Of an Ineligible
lover. he might be capable of design upon
the lover-who knew? Lazarus was q man
! of the world-of his little world at least
and he shrewdly estimated the char
acter Of Annas; q man at once
attractive and repellantly good natured and
cold, frank and scheming, afectionate and
relentless. If love affair in his household
got beyond his indolent observation, nothing
would be easier than for Annas to atone for
a little negligence by extreme measures. In
the state of society then existing in Judea,
the power of dignitarY like Annss was un-
controlled and dangerous. What he did
! would not be questioned. What he chose
would be effected. The disposal Of an OBJ
| iectionable person would be made as COM
Portable as possible for the disposer; methods
would not matter. What would the disap-
pearanee of builder signify?
Lazarus fully realized his position. It
seemed to be a hopeless one. But youth and
love are eager, and despair uncomfortable.
Lazarus found in himself intsrludes Of per
fectly unreasonable hope.
During these he haunted the region Of
the palace, drawing as near as he dared,
without detection. He never saw her; not
once He watched for her litter in the
| streets. He mingled with people and lis
| tened to the gossip about the movements of
her father. He neglected his business; he
ate little; he slept less. One day after
long tramp over the mountain and up to its
top, whence he could look down upon the
palace of the High Priest, when Lazarus
came to go home it was nearly high noon
and he felt the vengeance Of the sun upon
| his head. He grew blind and dizzy; and
| looking abroad for the familiar outline Of
the scenery in the valley, suddenly he could
see nothing, and faintness seized him.
There foweth the brook Kedron,"
| thought Lazarus. "And yonder should be
the palace, and there must be the house Of
| Simon the Leper. L am not well. have
| walked too far. 1 cannot distinguish OBJ
| iects. Ny head hath a singular sense OF
| heat and pain. must rest me and shield
me beneath the first spot Of shade that
can reach. Verify, 1 am overworn."
Suddenly, with these thoughts half NUT
tered upon his parched lips, the young man
/ sank to the ground. The full power Of the
! sun scorehed his brain and body; and he be-
came unconscious where he lay, prone and
helpless figure, face down upon the hot side
OF OliVet.
There was little garden near him, toward
which Lazarus had been struggling. It was
the property of friend of his, a spot of
rich, fine foliage, thick and cool, pleasant
secluded place. 1t went by the name OF
Gethsemane.
Lazarus tainted Just without the walls Of
this garden. If we should call it faint,
am not sure; his condition has too many
causes, and was too serious to be lightly
named. He remained unconscious for .
long time.
When he came to himself, the grateful
sense of shadow overhung him. The deadly
sun was quite shielded away from bis burn
ing head. Olive trees folded their massive
shelter, green and graceful tent above himi
the slender outline OF the long leaves quiY-
cred on the edge Of bough against fiery
sky; the gray tints of the leaf added to the
impression that the olive was a cool tree.
A soft air played, like unseen fingers, upon
these delicate leaves. The scents of richly
cultivated fruits and flowers met in pleas
ant, nondescript perfume, which was pToba-
bly, as Ineligible to the stricken man as it
would have been at any time; for Lazarus
flowers. 1t was Zahara he cared for, not
the lily. He turned his eyes idly about the
familiar gorgeous garden. He was quite
alone. He recognized the spot immediate
ly, and the fact that unknown hands had
brought him thither.
But whose? and where were they?
"Amos?' called Lazarus family, naming
the name of his friend. There was no
answer to the call, and Lazarus repeated it
several times before the proprietor Of the
garden appeared. When he did so, he came
leisurely through the olive trees, walking
with the comfortable step OF q well-to-do
man of agricultural temperament. He was
a middle-aged, thoughtful Jew, q person Of
some social importance, and deeply in
sympathy with the religious movement in
which Lazarus had been, of late, delin-
quent
"Ah. there YOU are" said Amos. 81 left
you to sleep it out. You have had bad
time of it, Lazarus, and verify you have
escaped a worse"
"What aileth me?" demanded Lazarus
feebly.
ga stroke of the sun, and nothing less"
said Amos, shortly. ST wonder not How
came you on the top Of Olivet at noon Of 3
day like this?"
81 meant to get home" murmured Lana
rus, 81 forgot myself.
"Meantl Forgot" cried Amos. ''These
are pretty words for "a busy, sensible fellow.
1 know thee not, Lazarus, in these days. I
understand thee not"
"Nor myself" replied Lazarus, feebly.
He really felt too ill to be seolded. But
Amos took the opportunity to hit his friend
while he was down; it Is very old custom,
as old as friendship"
$50 it was you that brought me bither,"
said Lazarus, ST thank you Amos. In fact,
think was hard bestead. But how did you
manage it? I am a heavy fellOw?"
'In faith, did not manage 1t at all, re-
piled Amos; "It was not I, Lazarus, who
brought you here to Gethsemane."
"Who them" cried Lazarus, starting
from the ground and staring about the gar
den. "Where is he2 Who is he?''
"He who took that burden upon himself
hath departed from thee," said Amos,
gravely. "He watched thee till the signs
OF consciousness appeared. He did watch
thee and ministered to thee as man doth not
minister to man, except he loveth him.
When thou didst move and summon thv
senses back TO thy countenance he arose and
went bis way. I CO. be said. Stay me
not I 90 before he waketh.' But he COM
mended thee to me and to my tenderness in
words that would have wruhg thy heart:
and he did bless thee, Lazarus, and de-
parted from thee"
''Tell me his name" demanded Lazarus.
"WhO did so serve me and 80 depart from
me?''
'.Iname thee no names, " replied the pro