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I lare, the thunderous report, the speechless terror of feeling my in the midst of such tremendous convulsions of nature, shocked ainst the rock like athe motionless form of Eloise Stunned, unable to move a muscle, I believed death had overtaken us all; that out froled painfully to arouseparalyzed At first I could not even see, but light caered to an to understand then what had happened--that deadly bolt had smitten the cliff as by the wrath of God, yet I was spared I still lived, as by a miracle I stared across the chasm and up the steep ascent beyond, still clearly revealed in the lightning flashes It was vacant; not a hues had been A cry burst froash showed clearly in the cliff face, but where the entrance to the cave had yaas a solid front of rock I staggered with the shock, reeling on the very edge of the path, and barely saveduards me, it was true! Out of the very heavens He had struck, sealing those fiends into a living tohtened child, I bowed my face and sobbed as I prayed for ht or action But at last I was upon ure lay at the very edge of the chas over the brink I drew the inert body back to safety, peering down into the white face of the priest My touch see up into ainst the wall An instant he gazed about wildly, like one suddenly awakened from sound sleep, then hid his face in his hands

"The Puritan--" I questioned--"the man who bore you here--what happened to him?"

He shuddered, and pointed into the black abyss

"'Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends,'" he quoted solemnly