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surface; “ I shall not know how to get over the He made her sit down upon the trunk of a habit of looking for you."

fallen tree. They were in the midst of the park, He got up and walked about the room amid in the soft glory of a summer morning, all green the four little heaps of little clothes. “I don't and fresh, all smiling and silent, not a creature want you to get over that habit,” he would say ;

When Elinor had overcome the paroxysm but he never told her that he meant to be her of feeling, her pale face reddened with shame, guardian during the voyage, and to go with her and she drew away from his support. “Oh,” she to the unknown world.

said, “forgive me, it seemed too much to bear. They had speculated anxiously the time when But nothing is too much to bear when one must Mr. Percival's answer would come, and had bear it and there is no escape." talked it all over a hundred times, and decided Terrible philosophy for one so young to learn! that there would just be time to catch the ship at and the faint flicker of a smile with which she Liverpool after it arrived. Mr. Fitzmaurice set looked up at him was almost too much for him on out from his house to the cottage, walking across his side. She took the letter from her pocket and the park, on the forenoon of the day on which he gave it to him to read, watching his countenance knew the letter must have come. He walked while he did so. This was what Mr. Percival slowly, and his face was very grave. Though he said intended to go with her, he was yet well aware

Dear ELINOR,-Your letter surprised me very much, of the seriousness of the step. And he knew that

and annoyed me not a little ; what does it all mean, and it might not be possible for him to remain near her what have you been thinking about? Your uncle and to shield off trouble from her in the new circum- Bromley and every one must have been behaving like stances when she resumed her place by her

fools to let you act as you say you have done ; and I that

thought you were safely established in life, and in a father's side. That father, in all probability, would

position to be a real help and protection to your brothers not tolerate his presence; and Elinor herself, it and sisters ! I must say that such a discovery is very was almost certain, having no return to make him,

hard upon me.

As for coming out here, as you propose,

I don't see how that can be done. No doubt when I would be uneasy and embarrassed if he expatriated

wrote to you last I suggested that one of your sisters himself for her sake. And he had duties at home

might come to keep my house; but that has become unwhich must call him even from her side. It was,

necessary since, for, for once in my life, a piece of real therefore, with a heart full of despondency that good fortune has come in my way.. A lady of great perhe set out to receive the last definite orders, to

sonal attractions, and with a little property-which is

extremely convenient in present circumstances-has done speed her parting, to help her to take the step

me the honour to accept my hand. We shall be married which would separate her from him for ever. before this reaches you. At such a moment the arrival These were not pleasant anticipations, even though of a whole family, such as you propose to bring upon me, the moment of farewell might not be yet.

would be very much out of place, and I must decline to He walked along with his head bowed down

receive you at once and peremptorily. Since it is evident

that you owe the burden upon you solely to your own and his heart heavy, and so did not perceive till hot-headedness, I do not see that it is necessary for me she was close upon him the subject of his to step in and relieve you from the consequences of your thoughts, Elinor herself, hurrying along, as much folly. Remain where you are, since you have a home,

and be thankful. I will send you a little money for the abstracted and pre-occupied as he, with a face of

boys' schooling when I find I can spare it. Love to the deadly pallor and eyes that were widely opened

children.-Your affectionate father,

J. P. with wonder and trouble, but scarcely seemed to see. He cried, “Elinor !” with wild surprise, He read it, and folded it up carefully in its suddenly stopping short, and she, too, stopped and former folds, before he looked up. She watched looked at him, coming to herself, as it were, with him with quivering lips, with a wistful longing a sort of shudder.

for sympathy, for compassion, for understanding, “ What is the matter?” he said. “Something such as he alone seemed able to give. Was even has happened—your father—?"

he failing now? She gave him a woeful smile. “My father is “ You see,” she said, speaking with difficulty, quite well,” she said. “I have got his letter. It is “ that all is over, Cousin Maurice. No going very strange-oh, very strange." Then the smile away, no new life. You must just bear with me became a low laugh, which terrified him. “Marrying and the children; we must live on-we can't help seems all that people are thinking of,” she said. it-dependent. Oh, I did not think it was to be

“ My dear child ! don't laugh, when I can see always so! I thought at least I might do someyou are in great trouble. Elinor, lean upon me; thing—I thought I might be-_" you are trembling; tell me what it is.”

Mer voice was choked. She made an appealHe drew her towards him, and in her misery ing gesture to him, and hid her face in her she wept on his shoulder. “It is—that there is hands. no home for us anywhere—that we have no- " Elinor," he said, "you must not expect where to go-nowhere to go,” she said; "my sympathy from me to-day. I have not crossed father

But here her voice was choked, you, have I? I have tried to help you to do and she could say no more.

what you thought your duty. I meant to hare

gone with you, though you were not to know. added at the end, “It is not your fault, my But now that it is all over you can't expect me to dear.” be sorry. I meant to throw over all my duties, “ Cousin Maurice,” she replied, after a moment, my dear, that you might do yours."

faltering, “I don't know what to say to you. She uncovered her face with a tremulous cry, There seemed no one in the world who cared." and looked at him. He proceeded, without look “ There is some one who cares above everying at her, gravely telling his tale,

thing; and there is a new world nearer than “I should have gone with you,” he went on, America, Elinor. I can't be sorry – I think “not for your sake, but for mine. It is not your Providence must have done it for my sake—so fault, my dear, but things have fallen so, and I long as there is any hope that it may ever seem have come to that pass that I cannot live without so to you."

It did not seem so to her that day, nor for His voice was perfectly calm and serious, many days after; but yet it is strange indeed without any passion in it. He was telling her when honest love does not triumph in the end. the simple facts without any comment. He

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"Let us now go even unto Bethlehem.”—St. Luke, ii. 15. I DESIRE, in this paper, to tell my readers some always issuing troops of riders on camels and thing about Bethlehem, and the places of interest donkeys, and about which groups of muleteers we passed in going to it from Jerusalem. I trust and idlers throng. we may be taught some lessons " by the way," It was somewhat striking that in going to and by once more considering some of the sacred visit the birthplace of Him who came to consecrate associations which have gathered round the cradle infancy and childhood to the world, our road of our Redeemer.

should first of all run through the upper part of It was at one time very doubtful whether we the valley of Hinnom, of dark and blood-stained should be able to undertake this most interesting memories, in the lower part of which children in journey. It was the last day of our too short old days were sacrificed to the idol Moloch, a stay at Jerusalem, and the evening before, about valley which in later days became so great an sundown, when on the Mount of Olives, we had object of detestation to the Jews, that in the New been caught in a thunderstorm. It rained, as it Testament it is called Gehenna. In curious only can rain in the East, all night, and the contrast with the ancient surroundings, on the morning dawned amidst a perfect hurricane of slope of the hill opposite the lower pool, stand wind and rain. However, about ten o'clock the a modern windmill and rows of smart cottagesclouds cleared away to some extent, and in the the gift of Sir Moses Montefiore, the Peabody of waggonette in which we came from Joppa we Jerusalem (to whom, though somewhat late, we set out, with many sacred thoughts, for the place desire to send our centenary congratulations), for where our infant Redeemer was laid. We start the benefit of his oppressed Hebrew brethren. from the little hotel, kept by a German, outside On our left is the Hill of Evil Counsel, where, the walls, and quite close to the Joppa gate, the according to tradition, Judas is supposed to have chief entrance to Jerusalem, through which are hanged himself. It is so called because Caiaphas

had a country house there, where he consulted Christ here asked a man what he was sowing. with the Jews about the death of Jesus.

The man replied “Stones ;” and the field thereWe passed from the valley of Hinnom into upon bore pease of stones, some of which are the plain of Rephaim, where David defeated the still to be found on the spot. I mention this to Philistines, being commanded by the Lord to go show the ridiculous kind of legend that has grown out against them, when he heard the sound of a up in regard to many of the actions of Christ. going in the tops of the mulberry trees, as we But if there is no truth in such stories as these, read in 2 Samuel, v. 22-25. It is the boundary it is almost certain that tradition is right in identiline between Judah and Benjamin. On the rising fying the next place we come to with a spot ground here there is a well, called the Well of which one can hardly look at and remain unthe Magi, or wise men, tradition asserting that affected, the tomb of Rachel, and where she died, here, after leaving the presence of Herod, the journeying from Bethel to “Ephrath, which is wise men, at a loss in what direction to go, and Bethlehem.” “And there was but a little way to being weary with their journey, rested, and, come to Ephrath,” says the narrative, and, in stooping to draw water, saw the star therein truth, it is but a mile, and it would be in sight. reflected. Under its guidance they found their Here the child that cost her her life was born, as way to where the young child lay. This is one of we read in the 35th chapter of Genesis. “And it many legends about the Star. Another tradition

came to pass that as her soul was in departing tells us that in the furthest East there lived a (for she died), that she called his name Benoni, people who had a book which bore the name of son of my sorrow: but his father called him Seth. In this was written the appearance of the Benjamin, son of my right hand. And Rachel Star of the Messiah, and the offering of gifts to died, and was buried on the way to Ephrath, Him. This book was handed down from genera- which is Bethlehem. And Jacob set a pillar on tion to generation. Twelve men were chosen to her grave: this is the pillar of Rachel's grave watch for the Star, and when one died another until this day.” “Here," says Canon Tristram, was chosen in his place. They went each year, " at least we have not our dreams and after the wheat harvest, to the top of a mountain musings disturbed by the intrusion of the topocalled the Mount of Victory. It had a cave in it, graphical sceptic. For once we have an undisputed and was pleasant, by reason of its water and trees. site. Israelite, Christian, Moslem, have but one At last the Star appeared. In it was the form of tradition respecting it, and all agree in recognising a little child, and over him the sign of the Cross. the spot” where Rachel died and was buried. The Star itself spoke to them, and told them to What now marks it is a modern“ Wely," or roadgo into Judea. For the two years which they side chapel, a small square whitewashed piece of journeyed, the Star moved before them, and they masonry, surmounted by a central dome. It is wanted neither food nor drink. At last it sank by no means an imposing building, but it needed into this well, where it may yet be seen, but no costly mausoleum to keep in memory the grave only by pure maidens. It is only a legend; but of Rachel, beautiful, beloved, untimely taken it tells of great truths—the kind of heart we away. It did not need this to set us thinking of must possess if we wish to reach the Holy Land the old story of devoted love, which was the one of our imagination that of the Child, and the silver chord that ran through much that was base kind of life we must lead—that of which the Cross in Jacob's life-of how, when he begins to woo is the symbol. May we not also hold it as in- this maiden, fourteen long years seemed to him dicating that, as we journey on in this life and but a few days, for the love he bore to her. And with this heart, we shall lack nothing that is when he was an old and weary man, long years needful for us.

after her death, we find him recalling her fair Leaving the well we came to a Greek convent, image. The face of his one and only love gleamed Mar Elyas, so called because it was built by a in among the shadows of his death-bed, and he certain Bishop Elias. The Greek monks will, repeats, as he sighs for the touch of a vanished however, assure the visitor that it is the very hand and the sound of a voice that is still, the place where the prophet Elijah rested under the story of his love. “As for me, when I came from juniper tree, when he fled from Jezebel, and Padan, Rachel died by me in the land of Canaan requested "for his very life that he might die, in the way, when yet there was but a little way for he was no better than his fathers." From to come into Ephrath : and I buried her there in this height there is a fine view. Bethlehem is the way of Ephrath; the same is Bethlehem,” I: visible in front in the south-east, Jerusalem is is a touching story of devotion, which gleams ont behind on the north, and beyond it the conspicuous fresh and fair to this day. Little wonder that hill of Neby Samuel and the blue mountain range Rachel was long remembered, and that, in the to the east of Jordan. To the east of the road on time of Ruth, her name still clung to the nuptia) which we are driving, you just see where the benedictions of the villagers of Bethlehem, whea Dead Sea lies. Quite near us is what is shown as they said, “The Lord make the woman that is the field of pease, so called, says tradition, because come into thy house like Rachel ; " that after the

allotment of the country to the several tribes, the beautiful they are at midnight in the East !) territory of the Benjamites was extended by a which he had ordained, and say,

“ What is long strip, far into the south, to include the man, that Thou art mindful of him? or the sepulchre of their beloved ancestress; and that in son of man, that Thou visitest him?” and as later years, when the infants of Bethlehem were he felt God's glory flood his soul-as he felt some slaughtered by Herod, it seemed to the Evangelist link here in his heart to the Great Creator of all this as though the voice of Rachel was heard weeping beauty, he would add, “Thou hast made him only a for her children from her neighbouring grave. little lower than the angels; Thou hast crowned And little wonder that the Jews, who, as a rule, him with glory and honour.” "Truly, Bethlehem never accept a Christian or Moslem tradition, stili is still the city of David, and every hill and pay visits of sympathy to this Saracenic mausoleum valley and field recalls some incident of his life. which marks her last resting-place.

Now we see him coming from that wild glen, As we neared Bethlehem the scenery became bearing the trophies of his battles with the lion very pastoral and beautiful, and many picturesque and the bear; or we see him hurrying with eager Bible figures, with their touching histories, rise and wondering countenance, to meet the prophet up before us. We remembered that it was the who had sent for him from the field, and who country of Ruth and of David. We “cannot anointed him in the midst of his brethren. Again, look upon that group of women in their white we watch him coming down from that steep hill robes standing over there on a terrace just under with the asses laden by his father, on his way to the town,” engaged in earnest conversation, with. Saul, and we note the tender care with which he out thinking of the group that once surrounded holds the harp—that friend of his solitude and Naomi, the sorrow-stricken widow, returning to minister of his joy—that instrument which shall her native town, and hearing the people say, as be in his hand as powerful over the giant Saul they looked at her pale, haggard face, “ Is this as the sling and the stone (his boyhood's toys) Naomi?” And she said unto them, as many a shall be over the giant Goliath.” Again, as we poor man and woman has had to say since that stand by the “Well of David,” quite near the day, “ Call me not Naomi, call me Mara: for the town, we see him hard pressed in battle, Almighty hath dealt very bitterly with me. I Bethlehem in the hands of the Philistines, and he went out full, and the Lord hath brought me in the cave of Adullam ; and he was thirsty, and home again empty.” Nor can we look upon the before his eyes bubbled and sparkled the well corn waving white unto the harvest without that he remembered by the gate, and David seeing the fair form of Ruth gleaning in the longed and said, “Oh, that one would give me field after the reapers-Ruth, who became the drink of the water of the well of Bethlehem, ancestress of our Saviour, to whose birthplace we which is by the gate;" and how, hearing that, are journeying. “ But, see,” says a writer,* three mighty men broke through the ranks of the

over there, coming down the steep pathway on Philistines, and brought it to him, and how, as he one side of the town, is a shepherd leading forth thought of the precious life that had been risked his sheep. He goeth before them, and the sheep to obtain it, he would not drink it, but poured it follow him. He is leading them out to green on the ground, saying, “ Be it far from me, O pastures; they know him, and follow him whither Lord, that I should do this. Is not this the blood soever he leadeth: the foremost of them are not of the men that went in jeopardy of their lives ? ” more than a foot behind the shepherd's heels." But beyond the figure of the great king there The little lambs rest their faces and noses against rises,as we approach Bethlehem, the House of Bread, his staff. Here, then, before our eyes, is the yet other figures—that of a weary and way worn picture Jesus saw when He spake the parable of woman and her husband, thankful to be so near the the Good Shepherd. “It was upon one of these town, though there was no room for them in the hills that David, the youth, ruddy and withal of inn; a band of shepherds keeping watch in the a beautiful countenance, kept his father's sheep. fields by night, stirred out of their routine by It was in these glens and valleys that he rang strange sights and strange sounds, light from out those glorious songs which have echoed heaven, music from angels, the glory of the Lord through the world and been the keynotes to new round about, the sweet words in their ears, "Fear melodies in every believer's heart. It was here not, for behold I bring you good tidings of great that the rocks and the hills, the sunshine and the joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you shadow, the poetry and the music of the little is born this day, in the city of David, a Saviour, world around him, became God's instruments to which is Christ the Lord;” and high up above create that mighty world within him whose them in the heavens, the Gloria in Excelsis, treasures have enriched all ages.” From these “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace terraces he would consider the heavens the work and goodwill toward men.” Then the form of of God's fingers, the moon and the stars (how the Christ child wrapped in swaddling clothes,

and laid in a manger; the babe Jesus—like the * Hodder.

little one some of you may have at home-and

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