By the time Eleazar and his two traveling companions found a flat area on the brow of the mount, the moon was high and the air was chilly. Though they were more weary than any of them could remember being in their lives, they knew it would be worth the time to pitch their little one-man tents.

As soon as this was done and they had a prayer together, Matthan, Eleazar's son, crawled into his tent and was snoring softly at the moment he was prone. Even the normally talkative Addi, their Bethlehem kinsman, silently disappeared into his tent and was asleep only moments later.

Off and on all that day, all three of them, and Eleazar in particular, had been harboring unspoken fears for Bethlehem's security. He suspected he might lay awake with these thoughts heavy on his mind. However, though the ground was hard and the future still shrouded in danger, Eleazar was conscious of no fear or thought until early the next morning.

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