his soul rests in Heaven. He would not fight with the gladiators, so he
was beheaded by order of Agrippa. But cease weeping, child, and tell me
your story. We have little time for tears, who, perhaps, soon will have
done with them."

Rachel dried her eyes.

"It is short and sad," she said. "Demas and I met often and learned to
love each other. My father was no friend to him, for they were rivals in
trade, but in those days knowing no better, Demas followed the faith
of the Jews; therefore, because he was rich my father consented to our
marriage, and they became partners in their business. Afterwards,
within a month indeed, the Apostles came to Tyre, and we attended their
preaching--at first, because we were curious to learn the truth of this
new faith against which my father railed, for, as you know, he is of the
strictest sect of the Jews; and then, because our hearts were touched.
So in the end we believed, and were baptised, both on one night, by
the very hand of the brother of the Lord. The holy Apostles departed,
blessing us before they went, and Demas, who would play no double part,
told my father of what we had done. Oh! mother, it was awful to see. He
raved, shouted and cursed us in his rage, blaspheming Him we worship.
More, woe is me that I should have to tell it: When we refused to become
apostates he denounced us to the priests, and the priests denounced
us to the Romans, and we were seized and thrown into prison; but my
husband's wealth, most of it except that which the priests and Romans
stole, stayed with my father. For many months we were held in prison
here in Cæsarea; then they took my husband to Berytus, to be trained
as a gladiator, and murdered him. Here I have stayed since with this
beloved servant, Nehushta, who also became a Christian and shared our
fate, and now, by the decree of Agrippa, it is my turn and hers to die