CHAPTER XII

SERENUS MAKES AN AVOWAL

Truth, though often hidden, will never cease its gentle pressure

until it finds its attuned instruments, and lips inspired to its

articulation.

Late in the afternoon of a warm day in early autumn, the softened glow of

the descending sun fell into the spacious court of one of the notable

palaces of the Holy City. In the centre, the spray from a small fountain

curved gracefully into a quadrangular marble basin; and ranged immediately

around it were pots, partly hidden by moist mosses, which contained

lilies, anemonies, irises of iridescent hue, violets, and jasmine, all

freshened by the neighboring dampness. The surrounding pavement was of

graceful mosaic design; and the prevailing air of coolness, cleanliness,

and repose was in marked contrast with the dry, brassy atmosphere outside.

Porches, supported by slim, lightly carved columns, extended entirely

around both stories of the court; and these, in certain parts where the

sun’s rays might penetrate, were shaded by hanging portières woven of fine

goat’s hair in striped design. At either end, a stairway of marble steps

led to the upper terrace, and still another flight to a valve which opened

upon the roof. On one side was a broad portal which led into a great

library, where shelves and drawers were filled with thousands of rolls of

manuscripts and inscribed parchments, each neatly tied, labelled, and

classified. The place seemed fragrant with all the subtile richness of

Hebrew law, prophecy, and poetry, which had been stored up from the

accumulated wisdom of a long line of ancient seers, sages, and poets. All

the carvings, friezes, and appurtenances of the court were also

symbolically eloquent with the lore of Israel.

The tinkling of the fountain sounded pleasantly to the ears of two persons

that were comfortably seated near it, who had sought the spacious openness

of the court in preference to the library. An earnest conversation was in

progress. The palace was that of Gamaliel; and the elder of the two, a

tall, dignified man, with silvered hair and long, flowing beard, was the

noted Rabban himself. Beneath the folds of his turban of snowy whiteness

shone out his brilliant but kindly eyes; and his mien, while dignified,

was warm and gracious. The other was Serenus, and it was evident that the

two were upon terms of free and friendly familiarity.

“Reverend and worthy master! I count myself happy to have this opportunity

to open my heart to thee. Things have made themselves manifest to me which

greatly concern our race and religion, and, peradventure, the Gentiles

also. Dost thou not, noble teacher, discern in certain signs of the times

the fulfilment of prophecy and a new dispensation of righteousness?”

The Rabban turned his face toward his young disciple with an expression of

curious but friendly interest.

“My son! Many strange and notable things have come to pass in this

generation, and it behooveth us to interpret them in a wise and prudent

manner. I wot not what thou hast in mind, but have pleasure in thy

presence, and desire that thou shouldst acquaint me fully with that which

is in thine heart.”

“Before speaking of certain matters of our religion,” said Serenus, “I

would inquire if it be known unto thee that Saulus is again in the Holy

City.”

“Dost thou make reference to the young Hebrew from Tarsus, of such fiery

zeal, who was aforetime my disciple?”

“It is no other than he! Several passovers have passed since he went back

to his native city to learn a trade, after the manner of our custom, and

he hath abated none of the vehemence of his former life.”

“It now cometh to my remembrance how he and a band of his comrades set

upon thee in the Lyceum, for which he was taken to the Tower by a

centurion, and at thy intercession I persuaded his release. Knowest thou,

hath he still the same mind?”

The events of a few years past coursed in quick succession through the

memory of the young Hellenist, but he was not stirred by them.

“Nay! It hath come to pass that his persecution is now turned toward the

followers of the prophet of Nazareth. It is noised abroad that straightway

upon his return to Jerusalem, and since, he hath ceased not night or day

to vex them sorely. He hath almost persuaded the Sanhedrin to give him

authority to destroy them.”

“Hath he, then, forgotten his enmity toward thee, my young disciple?”

“I wot not fully, but am so persuaded. His exceeding wrath against the new

sect of the Nazarene, peradventure, hath swallowed up his former enmity;

and who knoweth, also, but it hath come to his ears that thou hast since

made me thine helper, wherefore he might be more prudent.”

“He that waxeth wroth worketh out his own destruction,” uttered the Rabban

in a rather reserved and oracular manner. “But what of the request of

thine heart, which thou desirest to make known unto me?”

Serenus paused for a moment before making answer, for something seemed to

stir him from the depths of his soul. He looked gravely but tenderly into

the face of his master. He felt that a great crisis in his own life had

come, which could not longer be put off. The accumulated forces of years,

long pent up, had gradually gathered momentum until they must find

utterance.

“Most worthy master! What thinkest _thou_ of the prophet of Nazareth who

was crucified?”

The wise and venerable Gamaliel was astounded at the gravity and

earnestness of his favorite assistant in making an inquiry which seemed of

such trivial importance. He toyed with the long fringe of his robe for a

moment, and cast an inquiring glance into the face of Serenus as if to

divine his meaning. It hardly occurred to him that his most eminent

follower, aforetime promoted to be his assistant, could have any sympathy,

or even remote interest, in the feeble faction of the Galilean; but the

question demanded an answer.

“My young disciple! Thy question is of small concern to me, neither doth

it matter to thee. Thou shouldst be aware that while I counted the

Nazarene to be a deceiver, I would that he had not been evil entreated and

put to death. Peradventure he was self‐deceived; but however that may be,

had he been let alone, his works would have come to an end, and his

followers become scattered. But what have we to do with him? It is all of

the past and concerneth us not.”

“I give honor unto thy wisdom, O learned master! but I am persuaded that

the Nazarene was a righteous man and a great prophet; yea, such as the

world hath not known. Thou knowest that I was born a Jew, and have respect

unto the fulfilling of the law; but the doctrines of the Pharisees have

become vain, and I can no longer bear their burden. The commandment of God

hath given place to the traditions of men. The faith of our father

Abraham, the testimonies of Moses, and the words of the holy prophets,

have become of none effect; for this generation hath given itself over to

washings of cups and pots and brazen vessels, to fastings and ceremonial

oblations. Behold, the letter of the law hath altogether brought its life

to destruction!”

“But, O Serenus! how doth these things concern the doctrine of the

Nazarene? I am somewhat like‐minded with thee concerning the traditions of

this generation. The dead observances of the extreme sect of the Pharisees

have become an occasion of vanity, and a stumbling‐block, and must needs

be purified. Let us set about to reprove these things, and teach a

restitution of the Law as handed down to Moses. But I beseech thee! go not

after this new sect of strange faith, for its teaching will surely come to

naught.”

“I owe thee respect, O worthy Gamaliel! but am fully persuaded in this

matter, and now declare unto thee that from this day henceforth I wash my

hands of the traditions of the elders! It hath come more and more to me

that our holy religion is corrupted and wormeaten, and that it altogether

concerneth itself with polishing the outside of the platter. It is a

valley of dry bones, like that spoken of by Ezekiel the prophet, and only

an anointing of the Spirit, which hath been so perfectly manifested

through Jesus of Nazareth, can awaken them to life, and clothe them with

flesh.”

“I marvel and am sorrowful, O my young disciple! that thou hast been led

away by this new heresy. I know thee to be upright in spirit; but, if thou

art persuaded in this way, behold, thou wilt cut thyself off from thy

people, and from thy place of honor in the school of the prophets. The

Nazarene, of whom thou speakest, was reputed to be an unlearned man, the

son of a carpenter! If he had knowledge, whence came it? If I have learned

rightly, he even vaunted himself as the Lord’s anointed, the fulfiller of

prophecy, and the deliverer of Israel! What empty boasting! He, a Galilean

of no reputation, whose followers were only ignorant fishermen and

publicans! _he_ to deliver Israel from her oppressors! _he_ to build up

the waste places of Jerusalem, and establish her dominion forever! Seest

thou not, O Serenus! that this is altogether vanity? If he were to have

been the Restorer of our people, thinkest thou that he would have suffered

himself to be persecuted, condemned, and crucified? I say unto thee nay!”

The young man looked searchingly into the face of the Rabban, but with

unwonted calmness.

“I beseech thee to listen to me yet farther, O teacher of Israel! for I am

fully persuaded that the word of the Lord hath quickened my heart. Our

fathers and this generation have greatly erred, touching the Messias, in

what hath been spoken by the ancient prophets. I call thee to witness!

What saith Isaiah, the son of Amoz, than whom there hath not been a

greater? Doth he not prophesy of humility, and reproach, and travail, and

persecution? Nay! Saith he not that his righteous servant shall pour out

his soul unto death? Hath it not now come to pass that he was despised and

rejected of men, and that his report hath not been believed? Did not

Daniel, of the royal family of Judah, prophesy of the stone which was cut

out of the mountain without hands, which brake in pieces the mighty image

whose brightness was excellent? Behold this when interpreted! Doth it not

signify that the kingdoms of this world are to fall, and the eternal

kingdom of righteousness be set up in their place, which shall grow and

fill the whole earth?”

An expression of astonishment and restlessness swept over the features of

the venerable Rabban. Could the young disciple teach the famous head of

the school of Hillel?

“Thou hast waxed zealous, young man, in the defence of thy strange

doctrines! I pray thee, who hath persuaded thee of these things, and that

the Book of Prophecies hath aught concerning the Nazarene?”

“I have it not upon the authority of any man, but the Spirit within

witnesseth with my spirit that these things are true. The kingdom of which

the Nazarene hath laid the corner‐stone is a dominion which is to increase

and wax great, and pertaineth not only to the Jews, but to all peoples.

All are children of God, but no one save him hath yet perfected the fruit

whose seed lieth within. His law is more complete than that of Moses; for

he hath summed it up as love to God and all men, with the whole heart.

Herein behold, as in a glass, all the law and the prophets! Moreover, he

wrought many signs and wonders, and miracles of healing, such being a

witness of his full possession by the Father, which is the Spirit of

Truth. But he declared that all things that he made manifest are possible

to his faithful followers, and even that greater works may yet be shown

forth.”

“Serenus! I marvel at the unwonted things thou believest! I bewail that

thou art deceived! From whence hast thou these tidings of him?”

“I have had converse with some of his worthy but despised disciples, and

know whereof I speak. Moreover, their works testify concerning them, and

show forth the power of God working in and through man.”

“Thou hast indeed become altogether unmindful that the salvation of the

God of Israel cometh only through the Covenant with the Chosen People. But

what sayest thou? It hath come to my ears that the disciples of the

Nazarene still walk in the ordinances, except, peradventure, one young

zealot, named Stephanos, who disputeth in the synagogues, and stirreth up

some contention. But be thou warned! Thy Galilean prophet proclaimed

himself as Messias, and the deliverer of Israel! What sayest thou? Is not

this blasphemy?”

“Nay. He claimeth not sole possession of sonship, but declared that the

anointing is for all sons of God; but it appeareth that he only hath yet

emptied himself of all else, and manifested the spiritual image in

fulness.”

“O Serenus! thou hast been deceived by false witnesses, and therefore

makest the doctrine of Jehovah common and unclean! Hast thou forgotten

that the Gentiles and they that worship other gods are the enemies of the

Most High?”

The calm dignity of Serenus was unmoved, and his face almost shone with an

inner light which seemed to fill him.

“The God of all the earth hath no enemies, whether Jew or Gentile. He

cannot know enmity; for it is not, save in the hearts of such as separate

themselves from him. They dwell in the darkness which they only have made

by their own vain and base imaginings.”

“It grieveth me, O my young disciple! to know that thou hast become

faithless to the religion of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Thou art

altogether mistaken in the anointed one of Israel. When Messias cometh he

will be King, Priest, and Prophet. First of all, he will deliver his

people from their enemies, and set up a throne, and then reign

righteously. The Gentiles will have no part in this dominion. They serve

false gods; and the Most High will destroy them, root and branch. Then

shall the seed of Abraham inherit the earth! Thou art pure in spirit, but

no longer a son of Israel. Thy connection with the school of Hebrew

prophets, after the order of Hillel, is ended.”

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