So I let my revery follow him on that
unrecorded path, remembering where it led him, and imagining, in
the form of dreams, what may have met him on his way.
I
THE JOURNEY TO THE CITY
There was not a lad in the country town of Nazareth, nestled high
on the bosom of the Galilean hills, who did not often look eagerly
southward over the plain toward the dark mountains of Samaria, and
think of the great city which lay beyond them, and long for the
time when he would be old enough to go with his family on pilgrimage
to Jerusalem.
That journey would carry him out of childhood. It would mark the
beginning of his life as a "son of the commandment," a member of
the Hebrew nation. Moreover it would be an adventure--a very great
and joyous adventure, which youth loves.
Palestine, in the days when Augustus Caesar was Lord of the World,
was an exciting country to travel in. It was full of rovers and
soldiers of fortune from many lands. It was troubled by mobs and
tumults and rebellions, infested with landlopers and brigands.
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