unpleasant revelation, was evidently well appreciated even by the sacred historian, whose brief but pithy expression is not without a latent comic force. "There was no small stir among the soldiers to know what was become of Peter." A general search into all the holes and corners of the dungeon, of course, ensued; and the castle was no doubt ransacked from top to bottom for the runaway, whose escape from its massive gates seemed still impossible. But not even his cloak and sandals, which he had laid beside him at the last change of guards,—not a shred, not a thread had been left to hint at the mode of his abstraction. Yet this was so bad a story for the ears of the royal Agrippa, that it would not do to give up the search while any chance whatever remained. But all rummaging was perfectly fruitless; and with sorrowful hearts, they now went with their report to the vindictive king, to acknowledge that most unpardonable crime in Roman soldiers,—to have slept on their posts, so that a prisoner of state had escaped on the eve of execution.
Baronius, (Ann. Ecc. 44, § 8,) speaking of Peter's escape from his chains, favors
us with a solemn statement of the important and interesting circumstance, deriving
the proofs from Metaphrastes, (that prince of papistical liars, and grand source of
Romish apostolical fables,) that these very chains of Peter are still preserved at Rome,
among other venerable relics of equal authenticity; having been faithfully preserved,
and at last found after the lapse of four hundred years. The veritable history of this
miraculous preservation, as given by the inventive Metaphrastes, is, that the said
chains happened to fall into the hands of one of Agrippa's servants who was a believer
in Christ, and so were handed down for four centuries, and at last brought to
light. It is lamentable that the list of the various persons through whose hands they
passed, is not given, though second in importance only to the authentic record of the
papal succession. This impudent and paltry falsehood will serve as a fair specimen
of a vast quantity of such stuff, which litters up the pages of even the sober
ecclesiastical histories of many papistical writers. The only wonderful thing to me
about this story is, that Cave has not given it a place in his Lives of the Apostles,
which are made up with so great a portion of similar trash.
Baronius, in connection with this passage, suggests the castle of Antonia as the most probable place of Peter's confinement. "Juxta templum fortasse in ea munitissima turri quae dicebatur Antonia." (Bar. Annal. Ecc. A. C. 44, § 5.) A conjecture which certainly adds some weight to my own supposition to that effect; although I did not discover the coincidence in time to mention it in my note on page 194.
Meanwhile, with the early day, up rose the royal Agrippa from
his purple couch, to seize the first moment after the close of the
passover for the consummation of the doom of the wretched Galilean,
who, by the royal decree, must now yield the life already
too many days spared, out of delicate scruple about the inviolate
purity of that holy week. Up rose also the saintly princes of the
Judaic law, coming forth in their solemn trains and broad phylacteries,
to grace this most religious occasion with their reverend
presence, out of respectful gratitude to their great sovran for his
