The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1912-09-14

ct, GOQ Will denver him. Dan10l
came unframed from the den of lions,
and the Children were unframed in
the fiery furnace"
But later in the morning, Myra re-
turned, and casting herself at the feet.
of her mistress cried, between sobs
that shook her slim body:
"Pilate has condemned Him to
death! He is even now bearing His
cross through the streets on His way
to Mount Calvary, where He is to die,
between two thieves!"
Peace, GIRL" commanded Rachel.
IF He is a true Prophet, God can de-
liver Him even yet out OF their
hands"
A murmur of shouting afar off came
to their ears.
Draw the curtain and see what is
h~appening!" said Rachel.
20 my lady! 1t is He-our Prophet!
They are leading Him past this way to
death! o Isis! what a sight"
She fell on the floor, sobbing bitter
ly. Rachel rose and standing v e
the PROSTATE form, looked upon the
scene that had crushed her hand
maiden. A scorn inherent of the rab-
BILE came into her face. The first por-
ton of the procession passed, jeering,
shouting, deriding; then, guarded by
the Roman soldiers, but with the chief
priests and the scribes and the an
clients pressing. upon them, came the
DnopLo+ n oroer r1non HE chnJIl6nrc
His garments were d~isarrayed and
stained; blood covered His hands and
face; a crown of thorns was pressed
upon his forehead. And this was the
Man they called the Prophet! This
was the Man, to whom the woman had
not hesitated to apply the great
Name! This was the Man she had
intended that day to seek out as a
Saviour!
Draw the curtains, Myra, and tell
me again that story of Anthony and
Cleopatra" she said, YEARLY, as she
sought her couch.
She was beautiful. She had wealth,
and was gifted with unusual talents.
Why should she not marry the Roman,
whose advancement was certain, and
seek out yonder in the world such
enjoyment as it had to offer? 1t God
had denied her the universal bless
ings, which would have secured her
happiness here, what was there left
her, but to strive to win it out yonder
by means of her special gifts? And
yet to make herself a renegade-she,
the last of her fathers name!
Two more days passed, while the
conflict ragged within. She had heard
from Myra that the Prophet had
died upon His cross, and she found
herself thinking with pity of the
woman whose God was dead. She
had heard of the darkened sky, the
rem veil of the temple, the declara-
ton of the centurion; and had set
them down as fancies of overwrought
minds. But the third night she
could not sleep, and before day, she
rose, dressed quietly and stole from,
the house. AS she walked the quiet
of the morning began to fall upon her
spirit, and a sense of security and
gladness came to her. This feeling
finally drew her out of herself. She
stopped and viewed her surroundings.
Behind her lay the city, the great, the
beautiful city that David loved and
Solomon adorned, Jerusalem the Holy!
Long, long, she looked upon it, lying
under the pearl-gray light now show
ing in the east. From it would she
tear herself?
Then she turned to view the world
toward which her thoughts were set,
and knew a shock, seeing three crosses
standing stark upon a hill. She
knew that she looked upon Mount
| Calvary, where they had crucified the
Prophet. Something like a hand of
iron seemed to clutch her soul, and
drag it up even to the height of the
ta1Iest cross
Frightened, she hid herself in her
veil and hurried on, needless of the
direction. When she again paused,
she found herself under the trees of a
garden, and saw that the sun had now
risen. She paused and tried to review
and analyze the experience through
which she had just passed. Then, with
out sound to warn her of approach, a
Figure stood before her, clad in gar
ments of dazzling whiteness. The
hands and feet radiated an amethys-
tine light, which also burned like a
crown, around the head; and she re-
membered the th~orn-crowned brow of
the Prophet as He passed under her
window. Then, she looked into the
Face, and cast herself down as the
other woman had done, and uttered
the u~nspeakable Name!
Lying there, she seemed to hear a
voice telling her to lift up the empty
chalice of heart that it might be filled
with love, love of God, love of man, in
the love of the Christ, Who had come
to gather unto Himself the souls of
all the children of earth.