The Forrest City times., 1913-12-19

and then followed dul short low blows-he heard how the sharp nail entering the son wood.
 One hand. It was not too late yet
 The other hand. It was still not too late vet
 One foot the other foot-is 1t possible that all ended? He opened his eyes irresolutely and how the cross was lifted and placed in 4 hole He how how the hands of Jesus contracted conVnlsiyely and how they relaxed painfully and how the wounds were growing larger The hands were stretching, stretching they be- came thin, white, dislocated at the shoulders and the wounds under the nails turned redder-n seemed as though the hands would tear soon
 But everything stopped Only ribs were nov ing, lifted by quick, deep breathing.
 On the top of the earth stood the cross and upon it Jesus crucifed
 The horror and the dreams of Iscarot had been reallZed-he rose and looked about him with cold glance And suddenly Iscariot saw as clearJ as his terrible victory, also it's ominous uncer tainty. What if the people should suddenly ur derstand? It was not too late as yet Jesus was still alive. There he was calling with his sor
 What it that prevented the thin covering obsTucting the eyes of the people from bursting And suddenly they would understand Suddenly they would all move forward in a stern mass Of men, women and children-silentIy, without any outcrles, and they would wipe out the sodier, sink them in their own blood tear out of the earth the accursed cross, and the hands of those who would remain among the living would lift high over the crown of the earth the free Jesus Ho sannah. Hosannah
 Hosannah? No, Judas would rather lie down on the ground and gnashing his teeth like dog, he would watch and wait until the people would rise But what has happened with Time? Nov It almost stopped, so that he felt like pushing With his hands, striking it with his feet lazy ass; now it rushed madly as though from a noun tam, taking his breath away, and his hands sought some support in vain. There Mary Of Magdaa was crying. There the mother of Jesus was crying Let her cry What mattered her tears now. the tears of all mothers of all women on earth,
 Jesus was dying, Is 1t possible? Yes, Jesu was dying, His pale hands motionless, but quick convulsions over his face, his chest and his feet. Yes, he was dying His breathing grew fainter. Then it stopped. No there came another sigh-Jesus was still earth. And then another one? No. No. No Jesus died
 It was all over. Hosannah, Hosannah! Judas stopped and surveyed with cold eyes the new small earth. It had become small and ne ieit as thought it all under his feet he looked Ut the small mountains quietly reddening ID .n' last rays Of the sun, and he felt the mountain were under his feet; he looked at the sky, wncn opened Its blue mouth wide he looked al ns round little sum- which vainly trying to scorcn ana to blind-and he felt the sky and the sun ur der his feet
 Judas had long selected place wnel. ne would kill himself after the death of Jesus i was on mountain, high above Jerusalem an. 'here stood only one tree bent, half decayed an. tossed by the wind which tore it on all sloes One Of its crooked branches was outstretcheo 'u ward Jerusalem as if blessing or threatening - ana Judas chose that branch for fastening 'n. moose upon it. Within two days Jesus oi Nazareth and Judas Iscariot, the Traitor, lei' "' earth.
 All night Judas was dangling upon the tree iis. some monstrous fruit over Jerusalem; ana lu' Wlnd turned his face toward the city, now ward the desert, as though 1t wanted to sno" Judas both to the city and to the desert :