ing a long
while, perhaps for several hours. The place was one familiar to Him.
Many a night after a long, wearisome day of teaching in the temple, He
had labored painfully up the slope of the Mount of Olives in search of
the quiet of "the Garden." Here the Savior had His oratory. Sometimes
the disciples were with Him; at other times He was alone.

A NIGHT OF CRISIS.

But this night was a night of crisis. The old olive trees, in all their
centuries of life, had never witnessed so intense a struggle as that
which took place on the night of His passion. Alive to all the pathos
of the hour, awake to all the gravity of the situation, sensitive to
the slightest breath, He prays to "the Father" with that desperation in
which the flight of time and the doings of the world are all forgotten.

UNCERTAINTY.

There was much about the hour which made it a painful one. There was,
first of all, an uncertainty concerning the will of "the Father." With
a great cry the lonely Christ fell to the ground: "If it be thy will
let this cup pass, nevertheless" let thy will, whatsoever it is, "be
done." Evidently He was not at that time really sure what the plan of
"the Father" was in regard to Him.

A BITTER CUP.

Uncertainty is a fearful test, when it comes to the soul of a man of
great and energetic purpose. So long as there is no doubt about the
course to be taken, so long as the plan is plainly revealed, it is easy
for a courageous man to advance. But to such a one uncertainty is like
a shock to the body, palsying the form and changing a strong arm into a
nerveless, useless stick of bone and tissue. A cup may be very bitter,
salt with the brine of tears and hot with the fire of vitriol, and yet,
if all the ingredients in that cup are known to him who drinks it,
grief has not reached its superlative. Socrates' duty was plain to him.
Hemlock was in the cup, and he knew it. But the liquor with which God
fills the tumblers of His people is brewed from a thousand elements.

A TEST.

To trust in the dark, to believe in a rayless midnight, to cling to a
thread well-nigh invisible, to say "Amen" to God when one has no idea
of the greatness of the meaning of "His will," that is the supremest
test of loyalty.

THE NIGHT PICKET.

The night picket stationed far out from the camp has need of much
greater courage than the soldier in battle ranks rushing on toward the
enemy. The man at the lonely picket post, cloaked in darkness, is
guardin