Thomas County cat., 1889-12-05

with 80 proud voice. Knovest thou not
tnas IN every suit Of mail there Is q joint,
ana woe to him that wears it il the sworl
snouid search It out. For woman, in her
weakness. is yet the strongest force upon
sne earth. She Is the helm Of all things
human; she comes in many shapes and
Knocks at many doors; she is quick and
pauent, and her passion il not ungovern-
aoie IKE that OF man, but as . gentle steed
that she can guide cen where she win, and
as occasion offers can now bit up and now
give rein. She hath . captains eye, and
strong must he the fortress Of the heart
~ne1eln she finds no place Of vantage
Doth thy blood beat fast in youth. she will
outrun it, nor will her kisses tire. Art
thou set toward ambitionl she will unlock
thy inner heart, and show thee secret roads
that lead to glory. Art thou worn and
weary! she hath comfort in her breast
Art thou TALENT she can lift thee up,
and to the illusion of thy sense gid
defeat with triumph. Ay, Harmachis,
these things she can do. for Nature
ever fights upon her side; and the while
she does them she can deceive and shane a
secret end In which thou hast no part. And
thus woman rules the world For her are
wars; for her men spend their strength in
gathering gains; for her they do we'll and
Ill, and seek for greatness AMI find forgetful-
ness. And all the while she sits like yonder
Sphinx, and smiles; and no man hath ever
read all the riddle Of her smiles or known
all the mystery of her heart. Mock not
mock not Harmachis; for strong indeed
must he be who can defy the power Of
woman, which, pressing round HIM like the
general air, is ofttimes most present when
the senses least discover it,
laughed aloud. ''Thou speakest earn
estly, o, my uncle Sepa," said; ''aimost
might one think that thou hadst not come
unscathed through this fierce fire of tempta-
ton. Well, for myself, fear not woman
and all her wiles; naught know of them,
and nausht do l wish to know; and / still
hold that this Cesar was fool. Had ]
stood where Caesar stood, to cool its wan
tonness that baie of rugs should have been
rolled adown the palace steps, even into the
harbOr of mud"
'Nay, cease! ceasc!" he cried aloud
'Evil is it TO speak thus; and may the gods
avert the omen and preserve to thee this
cold strength wh reof thou boastesti O
man, thou knowest nOt!-thou in thy
strength and beauty that is without COM
pare, in the power of thy learning and the
sweetness of thy tongue-thOu knowest
not! The world where thou must mix is
not sanctuary as that Of the divine Isis.
But there-it may be sol Pray tn It thy
hearts ice may never melt, so shalt thou be
great and happy and Egypt be delivered.
And now let me take up my tale-thou
seest, Harmachis, even in so grave story
woman claims her place. The young
Ptolemy, Cleopatra's brother. being loosed
Of Cesar, trcacherously turned on him.
Thereon Caesar and Mithridates stormed
the camp of Ptolemy, who took to flight
across the river. But his boat was sunk by
the fugiiives who pressed upon it, and such
was the miserable end of Ptolemy.
'Thereon, the war being ended, Caesar
appointed the younger Ptolemy to rule
with Cleopatra, and be, in name, her
husband, though she had but then
borne him a son, C2sarion, and he
himself departed for Rome, bearing with
him tho beautiful Princess Arsinoe to
follow his triumphs IN her chains. Cut the
great Caesar is no more. He died as he had
lived, in blood, and right royalty. And but
now hath Cleopatra, the Queen, if my It'd
ings may be trusted. slain Piolemy, her
brother and her husband. by poison, and
taken the child C2sarlon to be her fellow
on the THRONE, which she holds by the helE
Of the Rome legions, and, as they say, OF
young Sex;us Pompeius, who hath sue
ceeded Caesar in her love. But, Harmachis,
the whole land boiis and seethes against
her. In every city the children Of Khem
talk Of the delivercr who Is to come-and
thou art he, o Harmachis. Almost is the
time rpe The hour Is nigh at hand 10
thou back to Abouthis and learn the last
secrets of the gods, and meet those who
shall direct the bursting Of the storm. And
home for Khem, and rid the land of the
Roman and the Greek, and take thy place
upon the throne Of thy fathers and bea King
of men. For unto this end vast thou born.
o Princer