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Herod, her father-inlaW, and mother.
Hefedias, into banishiAent, and that
pefoE Of Vienna, in Dauphiny, haying 81
liged themto 50 into Spain, as she pa ed
over the river, which was frozen, the 5ce
broke under her feet. and she sank 10, when
the ice uniting again. she remained thus sus-
pended by II, and suffered the same punish
ment she made John the Baptist undergo.
But none OF the ancients mention this, and
Josephus informs Us that she first married
Phillip the Tetrarch in the year A. D., or
81, and afterwards Aistobulus, her cousin
german. Thus she lived thirty years after
the exile Of her father-in,law.


MoUNrnu There 8 some.
thing IN the wildness and sublimife ofmoun-
tain scenery that tends 10 remind Us rather
ICt eternity than decay. No city lies in
gloomy ruins, TO show the outlines of faded
greatness, no remnant Of sanctuary stai.ds
here TO show the worship that has passed
away. We see no failing records Of the
glorious deeds whose names are learnt in
histoTy's page. We stand upon the mount.
ain and scarcely know that man exists upon
the earth. This is not the land where arts
have died; or science been forgot; these
rocks never echoed the eloquence Of orators,
or the songs Of poets; these waters never
bore the proud ships Of the merchants; the
soil never yielded TO man the fruit OF his
Industry. 1t is not there that the finger of
time can be recognized. In YainswonId he
set bis mark on SHOWS that never fail Oh dis.
turb the fast.bound form of adamantine ice.
In vain be stretches out his hand where the
rushing torrent and the waYerinp water fall,
blest with an eternity Of youth, dash along
their head.long course regardless of the
blighting power that vii Is strength, or
lulls to rest the creation and the creature of
mortality. Here may he pause and say that
: thine has lost its power. Here may we view
the faint efforts Of time overthrown 10 an in.
slant. Changes there are; but the work Of
hour has defeated the slow progress Of de-
cay. The lightningo of thundT storm, the
/ blowing tempest, the engulphed flood, the
! oVerspreading avalanche, have efTaced from


the surface ct nature, the impress Of time,
i and left naught in the change to remind us
/ lof age. Surely there are scenes in life
8 which seem created to awaken in mankind
the recollection, that even time can lose It's
power. Who will not feel the nothinpness
+ of the pleasures, the cares, nay, even the
Q sorrows of our petty span, when for a mo
Q ment he dwells with his heart and soul I'D.
r on the thoughts of all eternity. Yes, it will
d sober the-it will comfort the grieved.
u Ereret.