that sufferers came from Syria and beyond Jordan, and even from Jerusalem, several days’ journey away, to be cured of their diseases.  Here he healed the centurion’s servant and Peter’s mother-in-law, and multitudes of the lame and the blind and persons possessed of devils; and here, also, he raised Jairus’s daughter from the dead.  He went into a ship with his disciples, and when they roused him from sleep in the midst of a storm, he quieted the winds and lulled the troubled sea to rest with his voice.  He passed over to the other side, a few miles away and relieved two men of devils, which passed into some swine.  After his return he called Matthew from the receipt of customs, performed some cures, and created scandal by eating with publicans and sinners.  Then he went healing and teaching through Galilee, and even journeyed to Tyre and Sidon.  He chose the twelve disciples, and sent them abroad to preach the new gospel.  He worked miracles in Bethsaida and Chorazin—­villages two or three miles from Capernaum.  It was near one of them that the miraculous draft of fishes is supposed to have been taken, and it was in the desert places near the other that he fed the thousands by the miracles of the loaves and fishes.  He cursed them both, and Capernaum also, for not repenting, after all the great works he had done in their midst, and prophesied against them.  They are all in ruins, now—­which is gratifying to the pilgrims, for, as usual, they fit the eternal words of gods to the evanescent things of this earth; Christ, it is more probable, referred to the people, not their shabby villages of wigwams:  he said it would be sad for them at “the day of judgment”—­and what business have mud-hovels at the Day of Judgment?  It would not affect the prophecy in the least —­it would neither prove it or disprove it—­if these towns were splendid cities now instead of the almost vanished ruins they are.  Christ visited Magdala, which is near by Capernaum, and he also visited Cesarea Philippi.  He went up to his old home at Nazareth, and saw his brothers Joses, and Judas, and James, and Simon—­those persons who, being own brothers to Jesus Christ, one would expect to hear mentioned sometimes, yet who ever saw their names in a newspaper or heard them from a pulpit?  Who ever inquires what manner of youths they were; and whether they slept with Jesus, played with him and romped about him; quarreled with him concerning toys and trifles; struck him in anger, not suspecting what he was?  Who ever wonders what they thought when they saw him come back to Nazareth a celebrity, and looked long at his unfamiliar face to make sure, and then said, “It is Jesus?” Who wonders what passed in their minds when they saw this brother, (who was only a brother to them, however much he might be to others a mysterious stranger who was a god and had stood face to face with God above the clouds,) doing strange miracles with crowds of astonished people for witnesses?  Who wonders if the brothers of