last
made his painful way home by traveling overland.

As they thus sat, talking in ecstasy of joy at their reunion, the door
opened and Yusuf entered with the girl in his arms.

Water was sprinkled upon her face and she soon recovered. She placed her
hand on her brow in a dazed way, then sprang up, and, just pausing for
an instant in which her wondrous beauty might be noted, dashed off into
the night.

"It is Zeinab, the beautiful child of Hassan," said the Jewess. "She
will be well again now. The paroxysms have come before."

"Sit you down, friend," said her husband to Yusuf. "We were just about
to break bread. 'Tis a scanty meal," he added, with a smile. "But we
have been enjoined to 'be not forgetful to entertain strangers,' because
many have thus entertained angels unawares. We shall be glad of the
company."

There was a manly uprightness in the look and tone of Nathan the Jew
which caught Yusuf's fancy at once, and he sat down without hesitation
at the humble board.

And there, in that little, dingy room, he saw the first gleam of that
radiant light which was to transform the whole of his after life. He
heard of the trials and disappointments, of the heroic fortitude born of
that trust in and union with God which he had so craved. He received his
first glimpse of a God, human as we are human, who understands every
longing, every doubt, every agony that can bleed the heart of a poor
child of earth.

He scarcely dared yet to believe that this God was one really with him
at all times and in all places, seeing, hearing, knowing, sympathizing.
He scarcely dared to realize the possibility of a companionship with
him, or the fact that the mediation of the planet-spirits was but a
myth. Yet he did feel, in a vague way, that the light was breaking, and
a tumultuous, undefined, hopeful ecstasy took possession of his being.
Yusuf's heart was ready for the reception of the truth. He was
unprejudiced. He had cast aside all dependence upon the tenets of his
former belief. He had become as a little child anxious for rest upon its
father's bosom. He sought only God, and to him the light came quickly.

There was an infinity of blessed truth to learn yet, but, as he went out
into the night, he knew that a something had come into his life,
transforming and ennobling it. The divinity within him throbbed heart to
heart with the Divinity that is above all, in all, throughout all good.
Though vaguely, he felt God; he knew tha