THE MESSIAH OF ISRAEL.

Inangahua Times, Volume VII, Issue 1096, 5 June 1882, Page 2

THE MESSIAH OF ISRAEL.

♦ Apropos of the Jews, I heard a story the other day which admirably illustrates their intense belief in their future. It was told me by a poet. He said ; "A few years ago I was visiting at the house of "(mentioning one

of the best known names in New York), " and there was a brillant company assembled there. One evening there was a reception, and among the people whq came was a gentleman of such noble mien, such lofty features, superb and dignified presence, such a placid serenity, such a manly beauty in every line of his face and person, that as he moved in the crowd I couldn't turn my eyes away from him. He seemed to hold me with a spelL I think he was the handsomest man I ever saw; it wasn't merely physical beauty, it was spiritual beauty as well. His whole face was radiant with the ' solar light' He had very dark-eyes— large, Oriental eyes — a leonine mass of black hair, and was fullbearded. I was so fascinated by him that I hardly felt like talking, but after a while found myself seated beside a charming Jewess, Miss X ,a young women full of enthusiasm for her race, and proud to talk of it " ' Oh,' said she, the day is not far distant when we shall go back to Jerusalem. We are accumlating wealth and power that we may bring them togetfteTthere and make it like the city of a dream. The great bankers, the Kothschilds, and the rest will bring their wealth there, and rebuild the temple with their treasure. \* c have the capacity to do great things. Our blood makes good leaders. Beaconsfield is a Jew, Jules Simon is a Jew, and there is Hebrew blood in Ganibetta's veins. Then in the arts we have shown our capacity for success — hark, they're playing one of the ' Songs Without Words' — JMendelossohn was a Jew, Rachel was a Jewess ; there is no knowing to what height we might rise if the foot of the world was taken off our necks as it will be, as it surely will be, for God has promised — your God and mine.' "'Then,' said the poet, 'you'll choose you a King — one of the Rothschilds, I suppose 1" "'No — no — we have our king, Our king must be of the lineage of David.' " ' And can you find a son of David after all these centuries 1 " ' Oh, yes it is a part of our religion to keep the family records. There must be a setting straight of genealo,gies at every week of week-years (forty nine years). We know where to find our king — he is already chosen, waiting to be crowned." " ' And where is he now T asked the poet. " « There," said the Jewess, and she pointed to the man who had so fascinated me. •It is the Baron of London : he is recognized by all who keep the faith, as the one upon whose head the crown would be placed if the day of restoration should come tomorrow.' " — ,' New York Letter in the Boston Traveller."