The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1899-03-18

knight and uoble. But the sins of those
who call themselves Christians are so
great that they are not permitted to see
the Holy Scpulcher. The God of battles
demands for his service the pure in heart,
the young not yet dead in sin. o thou,
young man-thou that livest softly-thou
from whose bright young eyes the glow
of our lost paradise hath not yet faded
ere it be too late, heed the words of Him
who died to save thee; take up thy cross
and follow
AS he said this, still fixing the young
count with his wildly cleaning eyes, he
beckoned to Stephen with his lean fore
finger; and the hoy, hardly knowing what
he did in his excitement and that of the
crowd which surrounded him, urged his
horse through the lane that seemed to be
opened to him by common consent and
advanced close to where the monk stood,
on high block Of stone III the market
place of NaucluSe.
Stephen had heard before Of Hildebrahd
of Tours, the fit successor of the great
Peter, who had preached the First Cru
SADIE Il century before Now he was face
to face with him, and the eyes of all the
assembly were fixed on the boy count, as
the hermit spread his hands over Ste
phen's head, crying aloud in a tone of ex-
ultatiOn:
AT last the Lord hath answered my
prayer! Behold the leader of the Chill
dren's CRUSADER
The boy beneath him started violently.
while a thrill of enthusiasm ran through
the crowd. expressed in murmurs of de-
light at the prospect of new excite
mcnt. The old monk cast his eyes round
on the surging mass beneath him, and
his lean figure seemed to grow in stature
as he cried aloud:
stephen de NauX, | adjure thee in the
name of the Holy Cross that thou answer
.Ic truly: Who died to save thee?'
stephen had answered that question
many n time before in the catechism, with
out thinking of the meaning of the words
he used: but now, thrust at him as they
were by the old monk in shrek of wild
inquiry, the boy trembed violently and
answered in a low tone, gazing up to
heaven, having instnctvcly doffed his cap
i'll reverence at the question:
My Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ"
As he finished, his eyes filled with tear,
and he looked MP at the sky like one in a
dream.
IIildebrand clapped his hands together,
his haggard face lighting up with
strange fire, as he cried aloud:
20 Young man, thou hast said it! He,
the ruler of the worlds, died the death of
a thief on the cross to save thee from
the pains of hell! And now the heather
dcfile His sanctuary, and Christian men
stay at home to rcyel in their halls, while
the false prophet sits in triumph and
cries: Where is now their God:
\ low groGn burst from the eXCitable
people in the crowd round Stephen, q
groan Of kind similar to those that we
often hear i'll our own day under the
preaching Of some great revivalist.
Men beat their breasts and wept, while
the enthusiastic boy, who found himself
the center of all eyes, trembled more vio-
l"ntly than before, as he asked, in a husky
whisper:
What wouldst thou have me do, holy
father
The old monk caught at tho question
with the eager readiness of born orator
and echoed it aloud:
What shouldSt thou do? q thou young
man. when the old falter let the young
take up the sword for the cross, Behold
the sign OF the HOLY war. axe IT on
thy breast and swear to follow it till the
last Turk is swept from Palestine and
the crescent of Mahound is drowned i'll
the sea-
As he smoke he snatcbed from his
breast. within the folds Of his robe. a
simrIe cross of white linen and laid If on
tho voutb as if about 70 fasten il there
whom the crowd burst into wild shout:
..D;an 10 vanlt, Dion 10 vault, Mod
IN, i, GA wills it,,,
Tho wore os Wild as the stricken sin
nors, in \ revival of WhitfieId's time or
tho enthusiasts Of a camp meeting in the
,as I,;r,r;,,;o. ,,.hiIa tho hov count
who had baon so careless few minutes
tIds,-n ,,o, 90 overcomo nv tho exci1n-
,,,a,+ thar ba hardly knew what he was
dnin,
WI, ~. o,.o, s+i1I roisod - b.ov., os
= La san- conn, vision in tbc hIre sky. he
soid slowly and drcomiIv.
.If tbon daemest me worthy Of the
,.oss bnIr fotbar 7 will take il and fight
oiV?s ao' Il ;,,s4o1'.,
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Rut Big Peter, without needing the cry