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100 between Jonathan and himself. Presently it came in the arrows shot one after another beyond his hiding-place, and he knew that the King, more angry than ever, had determined that he should die. Nothing remained but to fly for his life. But before he does so, he comes out of his hiding-place into the open, prostrates himself three times before his friend, and then “they kissed one another, and wept with one another.” The last meeting was far away in the forest of Ziph. The illustration, with its careful adherence to the scenery and costumes of the time, tells us how it may have been. David had become the commander of an army—small indeed, but determined. Pursued by King Saul and his troops, he has intrenched himself and his followers in the strongholds of the wood, high up on a hill whose summit, clothed with thick foliage, at once screened him from observation and gave him easy command of the surrounding country. Hither it is that Jonathan follows him, and pledges
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