, her head pained her so, and
she turned so giddy, that she clutched the neck of the ass to save
herself from falling.

When she raised herself again she saw a large boat, out of which several
people came to meet them, the foremost of them a tall man in a long,
white garment. That was no dream, she was quite certain. And yet-why did
the lantern which one of them held aloft burn her face so much and not
his? Oh, how it burned!

Everything turned in a circle round her, and grew dark before her eyes.

But not for long; suddenly it became light as day, and she heard a deep
and friendly voice calling her by name. She answered without fear, "Here
am I," and saw before her a stranger in a long, white robe, of lofty
yet gentle aspect, just as she had imagined the crucified Saviour of the
Christians, and in her ear sounded the loving message with which he bids
the weary and heavy-laden come to him that he may give them rest.

How gentle, how consoling, and how full of gracious promise were the
words, and how gladly would she do his bidding! "Here am I!" she cried
again, and saw the arms of the white-robed man stretched out to receive
her. She staggered toward him, and felt a firm and manly hand clasp
hers, and then rest in blessing on her throbbing brow. All grew dark
again before her, and she saw and heard no more.

Andreas had lifted her from the ass and supported her, while the two
Christians thanked the soldier for his timely aid.

Having assured them that he had had no thought of helping them, but only
of obeying his superior officers, he disappeared into the night, and
the freedman lifted Melissa in his strong arms and carried her down to
Zeno's boat, which was waiting for them.

"Her mind wanders," said the freedman, with a loving look at the
precious burden in his arms. "Her spirit is strong, but the shocks she
has sustained this day have been too much for her. 'Thou wilt give me
rest,' were her last words before losing consciousness. Can she have
been thinking of the promise of the Saviour?"

"If not," answered the deep, musical voice of Zeno, "we will show
her Him who called the little children to Him, and the weary and
heavy-laden. She belongs to them, and she will see that the Lord
fulfills what He so lovingly promises."

"One of Christ's sayings, and repeated by Paul in his letter to the
Galatians, has taken great hold upon her," added Andreas, "and I think
that in these days of terror, for her, too, the f