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
As Naomi finished speaking, she laid her hand on her brother's arm,
and looked into his countenance with a look of moving entreaty; her
mother, with Judith, Claudia, and Mary, had gathered round her, and
with eloquent gestures joined their supplications to hers. But Javan
turned on her a look of scorn, and shaking off her gentle hand, he
exclaimed,
"Well may you plead for the life and liberty of an apostate!--for the
same blasphemous creed that has marked him for eternal shame has
branded you also! I know it all, Naomi. Your guilt, your hypocrisy,
are all revealed. And here, in the presence of your parents, I
denounce you as a Nazarene. Nay, cling not to me, and look not so
imploringly,"--and Javan turned away his face that he might not meet
his sister's sweet and tearful eyes,--"I am not going to give you up
to the arm of justice. Cruel as I know you think me, I will not give
your body to be mangled by the executioner. For our parents' sake I
spare you this; and because I believe the power of the Lord God will
yet be sent to cast forth the evil spirit that now possesses you, and
make you again what once you were. But till that time arrives I
renounce you as a sister; and I leave it to your father, to the just,
the righteous Zadok, to take such steps as may speedily wipe away
this stain, and remove the pollution from our house!"
Javan looked with astonishment at Zadok and Salome. He expected to
have seen surprise and horror depicted in their countenances at the
disclosure which he had just made; but sorrow mingled with pity was
the only emotion they betrayed.
Naomi was about to reply to her brother, but Zadok interrupted her.
"Javan," he said, in a tone of calm authority, "the error into which
your sister has unhappily fallen, has long been known both to your
mother and me. It has been the source of profound grief to us; and
many have been the prayers which we have offered up before the throne
of the Almighty that he would vouchsafe to restore her to the true
faith. Hitherto, alas! no answer has been given, and her soul is
still in darkness. Why should we have told our sorrow and our shame
to you, my son! We knew your zeal for the Lord, and we knew the
anguish it would give you to find that Naomi, your only sister, had
been beguiled from the way of holiness and truth to follow this new
and most accursed heresy. Therefore we have concealed it from you
and from the world; and, Javan, as your father, I now command you to
follow the same course. Use all your efforts, all your prayers to
bring her back; but breathe not her disgrace in any human ear. I
would not have her despised; and, oh! for worlds I would not have her
fall into the power of my zealous, but hard-hearted brethren. She is
my child, my most beloved daughter; and though my heart condemns her,
yet there she shall find a refuge, even though all the powers of
earth and hell were combined together to tear her from me!"
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