LIBRARY OF CONGRESS II II I II II in ii ii I II I 021 897 406 5 I ■■■■Pi ■Hi Cilnavy of §wtn$tt$$. **-/. BV4-5T/5' UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. 9P SI -H I Ml, B ® W ■if w m m © is. js THE SHADOW OF THE CROSS: AN ALLEGORY. .. BY THE REV. W. ADAMS, M. A «\ TROM THE LONDON EDITION, WITH ENGRAVINGS FROM ORIGINAL DESIGNS, BY CHAPMAN. NEW-YORK: GENERAL PROT. EPISCOPAL S. S. UNION, DANIEL DANA Jr. AGENT. Depository 20 Jotm Street. 18 4 4. Entered according to Act of* Congress, in the year 1844, by John W. Mitchell, (as Treasurer of the General Prostestant Episcopal Sunday School Union) in the Office of the Clerk of the United States District Court for the Southern District of New- York. &4 S % VINCENT L, DILL, STEREOTYPES, PREFACE TO THE AMERICAN EDITION. The following beautiful Allegory is reprinted without alteration, from the second London Edition, and something, it is deemed, has been added to its original value in the elegant and appropriate illustra- tions, the designs for which were furnished by our distinguished native artist, John G. Chapman, and executed by Howland, Brothers, of New York. <&\)t &\)abow of tlje (JTro00, CHAPTER I. Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be, As more of Heaven in each we see : Some softening gleam of love and prayer Shall dawn on every cross and care. p thick darkness J was spread over j the earth, and o as I stood on ) the top of a lof- ty mountain, the only object that I could see was 8 SHADOW OF THE CROSS. the sun, which had risen in the far east with a wonderful glory. It was as a ball of clear and living fire ; and yet so soft and chastened was its ray, that, while I gazed, my eye was not dazzled, and I felt I should like to look upon it for ever. Presently, as it shone upon the mists which rested on the earth, they became tremulous with fight, and in a moment they floated by, and a scene of life and beauty was opened to my view. I saw a spot of ground, so rich and fertile, that it might well be called a garden ; — the sweetest flowers were growing wild in the fields, and the very pathways appeared to sparkle with rubies and emeralds ; there were, too, the most luxuriant orchards, and cool SHADOW OF THE CROSS. 9 groves of orange trees and myrtles, and the breeze of the morning was play- ing among their branches. Now, as I watched the butterflies that fluttered over the flowers, and the lambs sport- ing on the smooth grass, and as I list- ened to the song of the nightingales in the woods, I fancied it was some scene of enchantment which I saw, it was so very full of happiness and life. Every where, at the extremity of the view, my eye rested on a clear narrow stream : I could trace neither mountain from which it rose, nor ocean into which it fell ; but it glided round and round in an endless circular course, forming as it were a border of silver to that lovely garden on which the sun was shining. The morning light ever kept adding 10 SHADOW OF THE CROSS. fresh beauty to each tree and flower on which it fell, but the brighest and clearest rays were those which were re- flected by this narrow stream ; and at this I wondered the rather, because, on the other side of the ring of water, all was still wrapt in a thick and gloomy fog, and though I gazed long and ear- nestly, I saw nothing. Young and lovely children were con- tinually crossing the narrow stream ; there was no other way of escaping from the land of darkness to the land of light. Their garments became white as snow by their passage through the water, and sparkled with a dazzling brightness as the sun first shone upon them ; I observed, too, that each child, as he entered the garden, held a little SHADOW OF THE CROSS. 11 cross in his hand. Now, when I reflect- ed how many millions might still be wandering in the dark and gloomy re- gion beyond, on whom the glorious sun would never shed its cheering warmth, I could not help thinking how happy the children were to have found thus early the narrow stream, and I said in my heart, Surely this lovely garden was made for them, and they will live in it for ever. While I was musing thus, it seemed that, in answer, a still soft Voice came floating on the breeze, and said, " It is indeed for such children as these that the sun is shining, and for them that the mists have been cleared away, but none of the beautiful things in the gar- den belong to them ; they are waiting 12 SHADOW OF THE CROSS. here as strangers, till their Father shall summon them home ; and when they go hence, they can take nothing away with them but the little crosses in their hands, and the white garments which they wear." " Who, then, are these children?" I asked, " and what is the name of the garden ? and when they are taken from it, whither will they go?" And the Voice said," " The chil- dren are sons of a mighty King, and the garden is called the Garden of tilt SJiatroto Oi the &VQ88; but no one can tell whither each child will go when he is taken away — it will depend on how far he escapes the dangers of the garden. If they carelessly lose their crosses, or so stain their beautiful gar- ments, that they can be made white no SHADOW OF THE CROSS. 13 more, they will be thought unworthy of the presence of the great King, and will be hid in an outer darkness, more thick and terrible than that which they have just left. But if, when they go away, the crosses are still in their hands, and they so far keep themselves clean that the King may recognise them for His own children, then will their garments be washed until they become more shining white than snow, and they w^ill be taken to a brighter and happier land, in w^hich they will live with their Father for ever." But I understood not what the Voice meant by the dangers of the garden, and I wondered, too, that it should speak to me of a brighter and happier land ; for I thpught within myself, that 14 SHADOW OF THE CROSS. no land could be more beautiful than that on which I gazed,- and no sun more glorious than that which was .shining there. And the Voice again answered my thoughts, and said, "It is indeed true, that no sun surpasseth in glory that which is shining on the land en- circled by the silver stream ; but were it not for the light so resting upon it, there is nothing to be desired in the gar- den itself. At one time every thing, not only here, but in the country around, was very good — there was no mist or darkness then ; but now an enemy of the King has corrupted all. The very air the children breathe is wont to sully their white garments, and each delight of the garden is full of hidden danger and deceit. While every thing appears SHADOW OF THE CROSS. 15 to the eye so beautiful and innocent, there is, in truth, a poison lurking in each fruit and flower ; cunning serpents • are hiding in the grass ; snares and stumbling-blocks innumerable are placed in the broad ways that look so bright and smooth ; and even in the groves of myrtle roaring lions are wandering about, anxious to tear the children that come thither, and to stain their white garments with blood." And when I heard this, I wept bit- terly for the poor children, whom 1 had thought so happy before, and I said, " Oh wretched children, thus to be placed in a garden so full of dangers, and to be tempted by fruits and fknvers which you dare not gather ! Surely there is not one of you who will not at last 16 SHADOW OF THE CROSS. imbibe some secret poison, or fall into some dreadful snare, or be stung by a serpent, or torn by a lion ; and so you will be prevented from entering that better country which your Father has prepared for you." And the Voice said, " There is not one of the King's children who may not dwell in peace and happi- ness in the garden. Not only is their Father Himself ever present with them, though they cannot see Him, but He has given to each a talisman, which will en- able them to live here in security, and even to enjoy the fruits and flowers until it is His good pleasure to call them to Himself. You see that the sun is shin- ing brightly and gloriously in the east ; you see, too, that each little one has been provided with a cross : : — so long SHADOW OF THE CROSS. 17 then as the cross is so held that the rays of the sun fall upon it, and cast a shadow upon the surrounding objects, they will remain safe and happy in their garden ; for every fruit on which the mark of the cross is seen, may be tasted of without fear, and each path may be trodden in safety on which its shadow rests. "