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The Fourth Lesson: The Beginning of the Ministry.977<br />

water which supplied the lower regions of the territory. The few inhabitants<br />

of this remote outpost of primitive civilization gazed in wonder and awe at<br />

the lonely figure passing them with unseeing eyes and with gaze seemingly<br />

able to pierce the forbidding hills which loomed up in the distance hiding<br />

lonely recesses into which the foot of man had never trodden, even the<br />

boldest of the desert people being deterred from a visit thereto by the<br />

weird tales of unholy creatures and unhallowed things, which made these<br />

places the scene of their uncanny meetings and diabolical orgies.<br />

On, and on, pressed the Master, giving but slight heed to the desolate<br />

scene which now showed naught but gloomy hills, dark canyons, and bare<br />

rocks, relieved only by the occasional bunches of stringy desert grass and<br />

weird forms of cacti bristling with the protective spines which is their armor<br />

against their enemies.<br />

At last the wanderer reached the summit of one of the higher foot-hills<br />

and gazed at the scene spreading itself before Him. And that scene was<br />

one that would have affrighted the heart of an ordinary man. Behind Him<br />

was the country through which He had passed, which though black and<br />

discouraging was as a paradise to the country which lay ahead of Him. There<br />

below and behind Him were the caves and rude dwellings of the outlaws<br />

and fugitives from justice who had sought the doubtful advantage of security<br />

from the laws of man. And far away in the distance were the scenes of John<br />

the Baptist’s ministry, where He could see in imagination the multitude<br />

discussing the advent of the strange Master, who had been vouched for<br />

by the Voice, but who had stolen swiftly away from the scene, and had fled<br />

the crowds who would have gladly worshipped Him as a Master and have<br />

obeyed His slightest command.<br />

Then as the darkness of the succeeding nights fell upon Him, He would<br />

sleep on some wild mountain cliff, on the edge of some mighty precipice,<br />

the sides of which dropped down a thousand feet or more. But these things<br />

disturbed Him not. On and on He pressed at the appearance of each dawn.<br />

Without food He boldly moved forward to the Heart of the Hills, where

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