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Rh That was a moment they never forgot. It carried no lesson, it gave no warning, it altered nothing, and was of no use; but it frightened them, and they were not strong enough to wipe out its cold memory.

There is perhaps a moral in Wladislaw's story; if so, I have has no thought to write it. Certainly the world has turned and made mock, like those men and women, at the Christ-figure; and as I write I find myself wondering about the great promise which is still the Hope of some. When He comes, if He is to come, will it be upon some such scene that He will choose to enter?