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Title: The Coming of the King

Author: Bernie Babcock

Release Date: January 15, 2007 [EBook #20367]

Language: English

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Produced by Al Haines

THE COMING OF THE KING

BY

BERNIE BABCOCK

AUTHOR OF

THE SOUL OF ANN RUTLEDGE, ETC.

GROSSET & DUNLAP

PUBLISHERS ---- NEW YORK

Made in the United States of America

COPYRIGHT 1921

THE BOBBS-MERRILL COMPANY

To

THOSE WHO UNDERSTAND

CONTENTS

PROLOGUE--THE CHILD

Part One
A. D. 32

CHAPTER

I IN THE NET
II AT TIBERIAS
III UNDER THE FOX'S NOSE
IV IN THE VALLEY OF LILIES
V HULDAH AND ELIZABETH
VI HARD SAYINGS
VII LOST--AN ANKLET
VIII STRANGE TALES ABE ABOUT
IX SWEET IS THE SCAR
X I WOULD SEE JESUS
XI ON WITH THE DANCE
XII ON THE ROOF
XIII ORANGE BRANCHES
XIV WITH WHAT EYES
XV THE DEATH OF LAZARUS
XVI HE CALLETH FOR THEE
XVII THINK ON THESE THINGS
XVIII THOU ART THE KING

Part Two
A. D. 33

XIX CATACOMBS COMRADES
XX THE LITTLE TALLITH
XXI ANOTHER PASSOVER
XXII BRIDAL CHAMBER TALK
XXIII YE GENERATION OF VIPERS
XXIV BY THIS WITNESS
XXV IN THE GARDEN
XXVI CLAUDIA AND PILATE
XXVII CAESAR'S FRIEND
XXVIII ROSES AND IRIS AND TEARS
XXIX SWIFT MESSENGERS
XXX CLAUDIA'S DREAM
XXXI KING OF THE JEWS
XXXII IN THIS SIGN
XXXIII I AM

THE COMING OF THE KING

PROLOGUE

THE CHILD

"The fangs of the she-wolf are whetted keen for Galilean flesh and else
the wrath of Jehovah palsy the arm of Rome, Galilean soil will run red
with blood from scourged backs ere the noon of a new day."

The speaker, a slender woman wearing the garb of a peasant, lowered a
water-jar from her shoulder and stood beside the bench of a workman,
who paused at his task to get news from the market place.

"The souls for the cross--are they many?" he asked.

"A score of hundred I hear whispered, but at market place and