But in the midst of the uproar, one clear solitary cry was heard afar off, repeating a prayer to the God of the Hebrews--another cloud of white smoke rolled over the battlements--the flames appeared half way up the sky--a trumpet sounded underneath the very scaffold--the ancient war-cry of the Jews, _To your tents, O Israel!_ rung far and wide along the outer barrier--up sprang a multitude of small white banners, like affrighted birds, from the midst of the people--and the next moment, before they had recovered from their unspeakable consternation, the heavy horsemen charged upon them in a body, the great ship swung round with all her voices thundering together, and swept their pathway as with a whirlwind of fire, while they hurried hither and thither, crying To arms! to arms! The Jews! the Jews! and pointing toward the bridge, only to find the bridge itself destroyed and the opposite shore in possession of that other converted Jew--the stranger!--all in glittering steel arrayed, and carrying a banner on which the Lion of Judah was ramping in a field of carnage! * * * * * And when the Jew Adonijah, now more a Jew than ever, and more fully satisfied than ever, with the sublime, and awful, and unchangeable faith of his old Hebrew Fathers, came fully to himself, and the tumult was all over, he found three out of his four children of the house of Jacob, standing near him in their robes of state--another, and a stranger, harnessed for the war, his black eyes yet gleaming with the half-extinguished fire of battle, standing at the door of the chamber. And why wouldst thou not pray for us, father? said one of the two that were standing by the bed-side. Because ye were sick unto death; and I held it sinful to ask for that which had been refused to King David himself--I, that had forsaken the Lord God of my fathers--How could I hope that he would not forsake me! But the christian prayed for us, Father, and the prayers of the christian were heard! With what face could they, _being christians_, pray for the children of men that put their Savior to death? How could they, _being christians_, forget their scripture, which saith--_suffer little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of heaven!_ And as he spoke, the great doors were thrown open, and the armed man flung down his helmet, and walked forward with a solemn and haughty step leading a beautiful woman captive, and a young child. A shriek!--a tumult!--and straightway all were kneeling together! And not one of that family of Jacob--that remnant of the tribe of Judah--not one was missing. They were determined to live and die in their old august unchangeable faith, even as all their progenitors had lived and died--enduring all things--suffering all things--trials and sorrows and temptations--age after age--and never betraying their faith, never!