Naomi : $b or the last days of JerusalemWebb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
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Naomi : $b or the last days of Jerusalem
Webb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
Historical fiction; Jerusalem -- History -- Siege, 70 A.D. -- Fiction; Sieges -- Fiction
They were engaged in evening prayer when Hannah entered. Her
presence did not disturb their devotions; and the Christian servant
knelt with them, and joined her prayers to theirs. Amaziah was
concluding his customary act of worship, by imploring the blessing
and protection of the Lord on themselves, and all their brethren of
the church of Christ; and also that it would please him to turn the
hearts of their enemies and persecutors, to pardon those who sought
to injure them, and to bring them also to a knowledge of salvation.
When the little congregation rose from their knees, Hannah exclaimed,
"May our prayers be heard for my holy and beloved mistress, and for
you, my excellent benefactors! I have come from Bethany, at this
late hour, to tell you that the enemies of our blessed Master are
surely contriving the hurt of his servants; and to entreat you to
take measures for the safety of your own family and the venerable
Mary. For some days past our usually solitary dwelling has been
frequented by strangers. Some of them have seen and conversed with
my mistress: she did not commit herself to them, but they must have
seen by her piety and cheerful resignation that she was a Christian.
Others I contrived to send away, and told her not. I have heard, and
probably you have heard it also, that several of our brethren who,
like myself, yet tarried in the neighbourhood, poor and forgotten, or
dwelt as Naomi does with their unconverted relatives, have been
searched for, and taken captive; and this very evening a stranger of
dark and mysterious aspect has come to our house. He entered
unbidden, and found me reading the blessed book, he tried to make
Mary believe that he was partly convinced of the truth of our holy
faith, and sought to be further instructed; and I fear she believed
him, for she professed her belief in Jesus, and even put into his
hands the volume which I had endeavoured to conceal. He used various
arts to make her declare all she knew of you, Amaziah, and your
excellent family; but this she would not do. I left the
deceiver--for such I am convinced he is--still talking to her, and
perusing the book which she delivered to him. I heard him reading
the sacred words of inspiration as I left the house; and I have now
hurried to you for counsel and assistance."
"Was the stranger young?" interrupted Claudia, eagerly: "was he tall
and pale, with sunken eyes, and dark contracted brows? Oh, my
fearful heart tells me who he was!"
"You have described him exactly," replied Hannah; "and, strange as it
may appear, there was an expression in his countenance when he smiled
that reminded me of the lovely lady Naomi, and almost charmed away my
suspicions. But I knew that he was a traitor at heart."
"It must be Javan!" exclaimed Claudia; "I know that he will bring
evil upon us yet. Oh that we were safe beyond the reach of his
malice!"
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