Show Mount Continued from Last Roll back eighteen and again view that The day is bright and as on the day of and the same rich Oriental landscape is smiling in the same There is with its busy population the same Nazareth from which Kleber marched his and there is rolling its bright waters along the same Jordan along whose banks charged the glittering squadrons of Murat's and there is Mount Tabor the same on which Bonaparte stood with his and the same beautiful plain where rolled the smoke of and struggled thirty thousand men in mortal But how different is the scene that is passing The Son of God stands on that and casts his eye over the quiet through which Jordan winds its silvery Three friends are beside They have walked together up the toilsome and now they mere specks on the distant Far away to the northwest shines the all around is the great plain of and eastward the lake of dots the while Mount lifts its naked summit in the But the glorious landscape at is forgotten in a scene that is passing before The son of Mary the carpenter of the with whom they have traveled many a weary in all the intimacy of companions and begins to change before their Over his garments is spreading a strange steadily brightening into till that form glows with such that it seems to wavor to and and dissolve in the still The three astonished friends gaze on it in speechless then turn to that familar lo a greater change has passed over That sad and solemn countenance which has been so often seen over the couch of the entering the door of the hut of passing through the streets of and pausing by the weary way-side bedewed with tears of pity now burns like the sun in mid-day Meekness has given way to to dazzling glory the look of to the grandeur of a The still radiance of Heaven sils on that sere and all around that divine form flow an atmosphere of strange and wondrous Heaven has poured its brightness over that consecrated and on the beams of light which glitter Moses and Elias have wrapped in the same shining stand beside Wonder follows for those three glittering forms are talking each and amid the thrilling accents are heard the the Mount Calvary agony and the death of the No wonder a sudden fear came over that paralyzed his ton- him in midst his he saw a cloud descend like a falling star from bright and balance itself over those forms of while from its bright came a is my beloved in whom I am well pleased hear ye How long the vision we cannot but all that night did with his stay on that lonely Of the conversation that passed between them we know we their eyes that night and as they sat on the high and watched the stars as they rose one another above the gazed on the moon as she poured her light over the dim and darkened words were spoken that seemed horn of and never be forgotten were uttered in the ears of the subdued and reverent how different are Heaven ind earth Can there be a stronger contrast than the BATTLE and TRANSFIGURATION of Mount One shudders to think of Bonaparte and the Son of God on the same mountain one with his wasting cannon by his and other with Moses and Elias just from But no after desecration ean destroy the first consecration of Mount surrounded with the glory of and honored with the wondrous scene of the it stands a SACRED MOUNTAIN on the |