The Ocala evening star., 1911-03-10

the warm blood flows out OF the
| through the heart of the whole world.
| They must still hear the bowling of
the wolves contending for the holy
| body-but the tortured soul may res;
| at last with Him. The hand of the
governor has protected the body and
| handed it over 20 his family. Stricken
with awe at the terrible signs, the
crowd become scattered as dust be-
fore the wind-the priests flee, pale
with fear, back to their shattered
| temple. Golgotha becomes deserted
| The scoffngs and blasphemings are
hushed, the uproar of the elements
| has abated, and the holy calm of the
| evening surrounds those left behind.
1t is finished. he has gone home to
the bosom of his Father" Noiselessly
do the drops of blood trickle onto the
sand Nothing is heard but the gentle
weeping of the women at the foot of
| the cross. And now compassionate
love bursts forth, the seed of which
has since spread over all the earth.
Joseph of Arimatnea and Nicodemus
come with ladders and tools to take
the body down. They climb up and
| bind the dead body with long strips
of white linen, the ends of which they
throw over the cross. The friends
standing around take hold of them.
acting as a resisting force to let the
body down gently. Joseph and Mic
odemuS now begin TO draw the nails
out of the flesh with pinchers: we
hear the wood creak and splinter 50
fast are the nails driven in. Mary is
sitting on stone. and with folded
hands resignedly awaits her son:
Noble men. bring me the body of my
child she gently implored. The wom-
en- spread a linen cloth before her feet
to receive him. At last the nails are
drawn out. Carefully the one friend
places the loosened rigid arms OF the
dead upon the shoulders of the Others
so that they shall not drop suddenly.
Joseph of Arimathaea embraces the
body. Come, holy blessed burden:
come rest on my shoulders" He de-
scendS from the ladder with the body
/ artiy carried. partly suspended in the
clothes, the lifeleSs form Is let down
from the pillar of torture Nicodemus
spreads out his arms toward it, Come
holy body of my only friend. let me
embrace thee" And they carry him
to Mary. that the son may rest once
more in the lap of the mother. And
she takes him in her arms covered
Win wounds the son born again IN
sorrow. Mary Magdalene kneels by
the side: Let me once again kiss the
hands which have so often blessed
NE. And with chaste fervor the lips
of the sinner touches the cold pierced
hands of the body. Another of the
women throws herself over il: .'Belov-
ed master one more tear upon thy
lifeless body" And the sobbing muir
murings sound sweet and gratifying.
as peaceful evening bells after the
terrible storm The men on the 9TH
er hand stand around in mute adora-
ton. He il laid in the grave-a fun
eral chorus bids the weary soul and
the beloved body rest from the tor
ment> OF the past In front Of the Sc
pulchre lies the watchmen, whom the
PhariseeS have placed there to keep
watch. \ great noise il heard. The
stone at the door = overturned. the
watchmen fall 10 the ground. and out
OF the sepulct;re appears the Savior.
who has overcome death. After the
music Of "HaIluja" follows the final
apotheosiS. Christ ascends out of the
midst Of his disciples and the holy
women into heaven. The shadows OF
evening are fast approaching: the
suns rays shine slantingly over the
tain falls amid the final strains Of the
plains il rings out TO the rocky
would join in loud rejoicing over the
resurrection. Quietly, most deeply
moved. the crowd Of people leave the