Naomi : $b or the last days of JerusalemWebb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
History
Naomi : $b or the last days of Jerusalem
Webb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
Historical fiction; Jerusalem -- History -- Siege, 70 A.D. -- Fiction; Sieges -- Fiction
"It is my own dear sister Naomi! I thought I could not mistake your
form and step--but your voice completely satisfied me. I have been
lingering here for some hours; for I was anxious, if possible, to see
some member of my father's household, and learn the present state of
the city before I presented myself at the gate. But as I find you,
Naomi, walking thus slenderly attended, I conclude that the civil war
has somewhat subsided, and I may fearlessly enter the city under your
escort."
Naomi most joyfully embraced her brother, for whom she had a sincere
affection, notwithstanding the many annoyances and provocations which
she had received for his violent temper. Indeed all these were
forgotten and forgiven during his long absence; and she remembered
but that Javan was her only brother, who had been in danger and in
captivity, and had now returned to be her friend and companion, and
the comfort, as she hoped, of her parents. She assured him that he
could safely enter the walls of Jerusalem, as the Zealots were almost
constantly shut up in the temple, except when they sallied forth to
insult or pillage the more peaceable inhabitants.
"But happily," she added, "the situation of our father's house, so
near the water-gate, allows me to walk out constantly in this
direction; and not only to enjoy the beauty and fragrance of our own
garden, but to ramble unmolested among the olive-groves of yonder
mount, and to visit the lovely village of Bethany."
Naomi sighed as she spoke of Bethany, for she feared that the return
of her brother might put a stop to the happy and interesting hours
which she passed there with Mary; for she knew that if he once
suspected the object of her visits to the village, his anger would be
ungovernable, and she dreaded his becoming acquainted with what he
would call her impious apostasy. She could have wished that he might
remain ignorant of it, but she felt that it was almost a hopeless
wish, and she only prayed that she might be supported under the
bitter addition of a brother's anger and a brother's scorn.
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