mortality."

Then suddenly--the risen Lord has come! The marvel of it! The
splendor of it! While the five hundred are talking together, the
air grows luminous with his presence. Out of the invisible he
appears. As suddenly he comes as Aurora in her chariot drives up
the eastern sky and brings in the shining day. When the company
have fallen on their faces and have adored their Master, in the
hush that follows he gives them a great commission:

"You are to go forth." he says, "and herald my gospel to the world.
Let there be no laggards in your company. It is a lifelong charge.
There is a task for Petrus and Johannes, for Philippus and
Mattheus, and for all. You are to look for disciples everywhere.
You are to proclaim the message of repentance. You are to give
them the waters of baptism, in the name of the God triune. You are
to declare to sad-hearted men the promise of eternal life, until I
shall come again to take men to myself."

That honorable commission! It was in coming days to stir the souls
of apostles and quicken the feet of missioners and fire with zeal
earth's coming reformers. Nor does Quintus forget that he too has
his charge. In the city on the Tiber is to be his task. To his
home circle, to priests in the temples of the gods, and even to the
royal Tiberius he is to herald the gospel of the resurrection. His
vision of the risen Lord is the measure of his opportunity.

Then the Master looks into his very face, and remembers him as the
Roman knight he had seen in the Porch of Solomon. The half
thousand disciples on Kurn Hattin prostrate themselves to the
earth; and in their acclaim the soldier joins his voice, "Rabboni!
Rabboni! Our great Master!" Then departs the Christ, and back to
their homes they go, evermore to comfort themselves with the vision
of their risen Lord.

Soon afterward their Rabboni goes from earth. Out beyond the hill
of Olivet he walks one day with his eleven. In their last words
together he reminds them again that they are to be his heralds to
the eastern world. A cloud gathers above their heads, like some
halting chariot, and he is gone forever from human sight. Yet only
in the distance it seems a cloud. For John afterward says to
Quintus that it was in reality a phalanx of ten thousand angels,
robed in whiteness and sent to convoy the Son of God to glory
everlasting.

With Quintus that visit to Kurn Hattin shaped all his future. His
Master's countenan