strength lies in his wide and deep and accurate Jewish learning.”

Within a week after the death of Dr. Edersheim, his friend Professor Neubauer, in a letter to the London Atheneum, said of him: "I can say little about his early writings, which consist mostly of translations from German and Jewish stories for educational purposes. Even of his Bible History in seven volumes, which had a great success, I know little, but I have seen him hard at work on the last volume, when the task of comparing the Biblical dates with the Assyrian canon made his nights sleepless. His great work on the life of Christ I have read, and, whatever mistakes he may have made in a few Talmudical passages-so do we all except those who believe themselves infallible-he was very painstaking in order to be as accurate as possible, and his book is a great book from an orthodox point of view, and I do not wonder that it reached a third edition, which seven hard years' work deserved."

THE BIRTH OF JESUS. It was on that wintry night of the 25th of December that shepherds watched the flocks destined for sacrificial services in the very place consecrated by tradition as that where the Messiah was to be first revealed. Of a sudden came the long-delayed, unthought of announcement. Heaven and earth seemed to mingle, as suddenly an angel stood before their dazzled eyes, while the outstreaming glory of the Lord seemed to enwrap them, as in a mantle of light. Surprise, awe, fear would be hushed into calm and expectancy, as from the Angel they heard that what they saw boded not judgment, but ushered in to waiting Israel the great joy of those good tidings which he brought : that the long

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promised Saviour, Messiah, Lord, was born in the city of David, and that they themselves might go and see, and recognize Him by the humbleness of the circumstances surrounding His nativity.

It was as if attendant angels had only waited the signal. As when the sacrifice was laid on the altar, the Temple music burst forth in three sections, each marked by the blast of the priests' silver trumpets, as if each Psalm were to be a Tris-Hagion; so, when the Herald Angel had spoken, a multitude of heaven's host stood forth to hymn the good tidings he had brought. What they sang was but the reflex of what had been announced. It told in the language of praise the character, the meaning, the result of what had taken place. Heaven took up the strain of "glory”; earth echoed it as “peace"; it fell on the ears and hearts of men as "good pleasure":

Glory to God in the highest-
And upon earth peace-

Among men good pleasure ! Once only before had the words of Angels' hymn fallen upon mortal's ears, when, to Isaiah's rapt vision, Heaven's high Temple had opened, and the glory of Jehovah swept its courts, almost breaking down the trembling posts that bore its boundary gates. Now the same glory enrapt the shepherds on Bethlehem's plains. Then the Angels' hymn had heralded the announcement of the Kingdom coming ; now that of the King come. Then it had been the Tris-Hagion of prophetic anticipation, now that of Evangelic fulfilment.

The hymn had ceased; the light faded out of the sky; and the shepherds were alone. But the angelic message remained with them; and the sign, which was to guide them to the Infant Christ, lighted their rapid way up the terraced height to where, at the entering of Bethlehem, the lamp swinging over the hostelry directed them to the stranger of the house of David, who had come from Nazareth. Though it seems as if, in the hour of her utmost need, the Virgin-Mother had not been ministered to by loving hands, yet what had happened in the stable must soon have become known in the Khan. Perhaps friendly women were still passing to and fro on errands of mercy, when the shepherds reached the "stable." There they found, perhaps not what they expected, but as they had been told. The holy group only consisted of the humble Virgin-Mother, the lowly carpenter of Nazareth, and the Babe laid in the manger. What further passed we know not, save that, having seen it for themselves, the shepherds told what had been spoken to them about this Child, to all around in the stable, in the fields, probably also in the Temple, to which they would bring their hocks, thereby preparing the minds of a Simeon, of an Anna, and all of them that looked for salvation in Israel. And now the hush of wondering expectancy fell once more on all, who heard what was told by the shepherds —this time not only in the hill-country of Judæa, but within the wider circle that embraced Bethlehem and the Holy City. And yet it seemed all so sudden, so strange. That on such slender thread, as the feeble throb of an Infant-life, the salvation of the world should hang—and no special care watch over its safety, no better shelter be provided it than a “Stable,” no other cradle than a manger !

And still it is ever so. On what slender thread has the continued life of the Church often seemed to hang; on what feeble throbbing that of every child of God—with no visible outward means to ward off danger, no home of comfort, no rest of ease. But, "Lo, children are Jehovah's heritage !" and : “So giveth He to His beloved in his sleep.”-From Life and Times of Jesus, the Messiah.


EDGAR, JOHN GEORGE, a British biographer and novelist, was born at Hutton, in Berwickshire, Scotland, in 1834; died April 22, 1864. He entered a house of business at Liverpool and visited the West Indies on mercantile affairs, but soon deserted commerce and devoted himself to literature. His earliest publication was the Boyhood of Great Men, in 1853, which he followed up in the same year with a companion volume entitled Footprints of Famous Men. In the course of the next ten years he wrote as many as fifteen other volumes intended for the reading of boys. Some of these were biographical, and the remainder took the form of narrative fiction based on historical facts illustrative of different periods of English history. Edgar was especially familiar with early English and Scottish history, and possessed a wide knowledge of border tradition. He was the first editor of Every Boy's Magacine. In the intervals of his other work Edgar found time to contribute political articles, written from a strongly conservative point of view, to the London press. Under his close and continuous application to work his health broke down, and he died of congestion of the brain after a short illness. The books referred to above, other than those which have been mentioned by name, were: History for Boys; Heroes of England; Crusades and Crusaders ; Sea-Kings and Naval Heroes; Wars of the Roses, Cavaliers and Roundheads; Memorable Events of Modern History; How I Won my Spurs; Danes, Saxons and Normans; Noble Dames of Ancient Story ; Anecdotes of Animals; Cressy and Poictiers; The Boy Crusaders; Runnymede and Lincoln Fair.

The spirit in which he wrote his books for the young may be understood from these words, which occur in the preface to The Crusades: “I believe that the examples of the great men whose gallant deeds are depicted in the following pages, are calculated to exercise a wholesome influence on the minds of youthful readers;" and the estimation in which they have been held by those who are interested in good literature is indicated by what the London Observer said of his Boyhood of Great Men: That it “may claim more than merely the merit of good intentions—it may claim the praise of excellent execution;" and what the London Standard said of The Footprints of Famous Men: That it is “a very useful and agreeable volume. Useful, as biography is al. ways an important ally to history, and because it gives another blow to the waning idea that any eminence has ever been attained without severe labor."


In the year 1137, when England was entering on the dynastic war between Stephen and the Empress Maud, which terminated in the accession of the Plantagenets to the throne, Louis VI., after having governed France for thirty years, with credit to himself and advantage to his kingdom, departed this life at Paris. When pros

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