wful, even unto death; tarry ye here and
watch with Me," He said, and departed hastily to the grove and soon
disappeared amid its motionless shades and light.

"Where did He go?" said John, lifting himself on his elbow. Peter turned
his head in the direction of Jesus and answered fatiguedly:

"I do not know."

And he yawned again loudly, then threw himself on his back and became
silent. The others also became silent, and their motionless bodies were
soon absorbed in the sound sleep of fatigue. Through his heavy slumber
Peter vaguely saw something white bending over him, some one's voice
resounded and died away, leaving no trace in his dimmed consciousness.

"Simon, are you sleeping?"

And he slept again, and again some soft voice reached his ear and died
away without leaving any trace.

"You could not watch with me even one hour?"

"Oh, Master! if you only knew how sleepy I am," he thought in his
slumber, but it seemed to him that he said it aloud. And he slept again.
And a long time seemed to have passed, when suddenly the figure of Jesus
appeared near him, and a loud, rousing voice instantly awakened him and
the others:

"You are still sleeping and resting? It is ended, the hour has come--the
Son of Man is betrayed into the hands of the sinners."

The disciples quickly sprang to their feet, confusedly seizing their
cloaks and trembling from the cold of the sudden awakening. Through the
thicket of the trees a multitude of warriors and temple servants was
seen approaching noisily, illumining their way with torches. And from
the other side the disciples came running, quivering from cold, their
sleepy faces frightened; and not yet understanding what was going on,
they asked hastily:

"What is it? Who are these people with torches?"

Thomas, pale faced, his moustaches in disorder, his teeth chattering
from chilliness, said to Peter:

"They have evidently come after us."

Now a multitude of warriors surrounded them, and the smoky, quivering
light of the torches dispelled the soft light of the moon. In front
of the warriors walked Judas Iscariot quickly, and sharply turning his
quick eye, searched for Jesus. He found Him, rested his look for an
instant upon His tall, slender figure, and quickly whispered to the
priests:

"Whomsoever I shall kiss, that same is He. Take Him and lead Him
cautiously. Lead Him cautiously, do you hear?"

Then he moved quickly to Jesus, who waited for him in silence, and he
dire