the cross, and fastened the ends of these
ropes round a long beam which was fixed firmly in the ground at a
little distance, and by means of these ropes they raised the cross.
Some of their number supported it while others shoved its foot towards
the hole prepared for its reception--the heavy cross fell into this hole
with a frightful shock--Jesus uttered a faint cry, and his wounds were
torn open in the most fearful manner, his blood again burst forth, and
his half dislocated bones knocked one against the other. The archers
pushed the cross to get it thoroughly into the hole, and caused it to
vibrate still more by planting five stakes around to support it.

A terrible, but at the same time a touching sight it was to behold
the cross raised up in the midst of the vast concourse of persons who
were assembled all around; not only insulting soldiers, proud
Pharisees, and the brutal Jewish mob were there, but likewise strangers
from all parts. The air resounded with acclamations and derisive cries
when they beheld it towering on high, and after vibrating for a moment
in the air, fall with a heavy crash into the hole cut for it in the
rock. But words of love and compassion resounded through the air at the
same moment; and need we say that these words, these sounds, were
emitted by the most saintly of human beings--Mary--John--the holy women, and all
who were pure of heart? They bowed down and adored the 'Word made flesh,'
nailed to the cross; they stretched forth their hands as if desirous of
giving assistance to the Holy of Holies, whom they beheld nailed to a
cross and in the power of his furious enemies. But when the solemn
sound of the fall of the cross into the hole prepared for it in the
rock was heard, a dead silence ensued, every heart was filled with an
indefinable feeling of awe--a feeling never before experienced, and for
which no one could account, even to himself; all the inmates of hell
shook with terror, and vented their rage by endeavouring to stimulate
the enemies of Jesus to still greater fury and brutality; the souls in
Limbo were filled with joy and hope, for the sound was to them a
harbinger of happiness, the prelude to the appearance of their
Deliverer. Thus was the blessed cross of our Lord planted for the first
time on the earth; and well might it be compared to the tree of life in
Paradise, for the wounds of Jesus were as sacred fountains, from which
flowed four rivers destined both to purify the worl