Part 7 (1/2)

”Aye, aye,” responded shepherd Eli, slowly wagging his head and drawing his sheepskin cloak about him. ”Thou art always welcome, lad. As for sleep, never at c.o.c.kcrow was I more wakeful than at this moment to-night. For there is something strange in the air, lad. The very dogs feel it. They lie quiet and still; they neither twist nor turn. Whether it be that friend or foe approaches, I know not. Something beyond our ken is a-wing to-night.”

”But, Eli,” said Ezra, ”if it were wolves or jackals, the dogs would be barking. And where are the other shepherds? Wilt thou battle alone if the wild beasts come?”

”Nay, child, nay,” said Eli patiently. ”I look not for wild beasts to-night, nor do the dogs expect their ancient enemy. Thou sayest truly, like a wise little shepherd, that they behave not thus when wolf or jackal is abroad. The other shepherds read not the signs as do I.

Thieves lurk near at hand, say they, and with the dogs they go to rout them out.”

”What dost thou expect, Eli?” asked Ezra timidly. He was thrilled and frightened and thrilled in turn at this talk.

The old man sat with his face turned to the brilliant Oriental sky powdered thick with stars.

”'He numbereth the stars, He calleth them all by name,'” said Eli softly. ”Expect? Child, I know not what I expect except that He who hath promised us salvation from our enemies and remission of our sins shall keep His holy word. And there are signs that the time draws near. Surely thou hast heard of the priest Zacharias, who was smitten dumb as he served in the Temple, and of the birth of his son John who, it is promised, is to go before the face of the Lord to make ready His ways.

Who made the promise? Who but the Angel of the Lord, Gabriel, who stands in the presence of G.o.d. Think you his word shall fail? Nay, I tell thee the times are ripe.”

”But Eli--” Ezra began in his shrill little voice, when the old shepherd cut him short with a sudden gesture.

”The men return,” muttered Eli. ”Once already to-night they have heard what they term 'an old man's babbling.' Let us listen to their story now.”

”How many thieves caught ye, friends?” he called out. ”Did ye surprise the enemy in his lair?”

The shepherds filed in through the narrow opening and threw themselves heavily on the ground beside Eli and the lad. The dogs crouched low, with nose between paws, and closed their eyes.

”Thieves? Nay,” said one of the shepherds brusquely. ”We saw naught amiss, and had but the walk for our pains.”

The shepherds wrapped their heavy woolen mantles about them and talked together in low voices. No one seemed disposed to sleep, though the day's work had been hard and all needed a night's rest. Ezra sat silent, thinking of old Eli's words and scarce hearing the conversation that went on about him.

Suddenly the old shepherd grasped Ezra's arm. One of the younger men was speaking.

”The night has grown so still,” said he. ”Note ye that the wind dies down and that a hush falls o'er all?”

His voice ended on a trembling note. He covered his face with his mantle and fell forward among his prostrate companions. Only old Eli, with his arm about shaking little Ezra, held his white head erect--joyous, confident, trustful.

For an angel of the Lord stood by them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.

And the angel said unto them:

”Be not afraid; for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which shall be to all the people: for there is born to you this day in the city of David a Saviour, who is Christ the Lord. And this is the sign unto you: Ye shall find a babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, and lying in a manger.”

And suddenly there was with the angel a mult.i.tude of the heavenly host praising G.o.d, and saying:

”Glory to G.o.d in the highest, On earth peace, good will toward men.”

Ezra, strengthened by Eli's arm which did not waver, ventured to open his eyes.

He saw a brilliant whiteness, clear as crystal, that seemed to light the world from end to end. High above, the sky was filled with clouds of rose and amber and amethyst. All the glories of sunrise and of sunset were mingled there.

Did he catch a flutter of white pinions? Did he glimpse a Leader, majestic, terrible, yet radiant with gracious love?

Even as he stared, unable to move, the song grew fainter, the colors faded and vanished.