Telegram-herald., 1889-09-14


ships IS l1sy r-sl upoa tAslr rsa a4ns way.
May tEiaxs ! told Ger. azd s1ons ttsn
hos taFo4ga ths csrt.ia. nsser-oe4slrg
movement " tas eTos of nEct TIE p-22et
tnzE 1ss called DoL4s1 (Ysz1si whea SIC
s1o~s6 - tas usrELns s.4r, became tie
p.4net B0noa wbea shs cane ss tee sweet
s-Ar OF Eve. fTss motion Of ne planets
appears y have been familiar . TIE kEyp
tiaGs Aas. wnl-s | stood snd spoke
watching tcs stars, abe sat, her e@nos
cas- ped LpCn her knee. and watched ~
face.
All" sae broke IN 81 length, 1,and 80
Venus - % &c seen botA in the morning sad
TIE evening sky. Vel, of . truth, Sue Is
everywhere, though best she loves tie
nigLL Bat thoa lowest not that should use
these Lztln names % thee Come, We NH
tax IN the ancient tongue OF khem, which
! kno1 righf vel; the nrst. marx thou, OF
al the L4gI1s am / who know IL And
now, sne went on, speaking IA zine own
tongue, Out with li.lle foreign accent q a.
did o1t maze her tax more sweet, enough
q stars. for, when a. : said, they are but
nckle things. aud perchance may even now
be storing u az evil hour FOR thee or me,
or for - both together Not out what /
love 70 hear thee speak OF them, for then
thy face doth lose that gloomy cloud Of
thought wherewitn thou drapest II and
grows quick aud human Harmschis, thou
art too young for sucn solemn trade, me
thinks thai must md thee a better. Youth
comes bat once, why waste Il II these
mus.ngsi Time is II 70 think when We can
no longer act Tell ne how old art thou,
Hsrmachis~
II an SIX and twenty years, % Queen" i
answered, for | was born IN the first
month OF Shomou, in the sumner season,
and on the third day OF the month"
why. We are OF an age even 70 day"
she cried, ''for ], too, have six and twenty
years and |, too, was born on the third day
OF the frst month Of shomou- Well, this
may we say-those who begot US need have
no shame. For II be the fairest woman
in Egypt. methinks, Harmachis, that there
is In Egypt no man more fair and strong
than thou, aye, or more learned. Born on
the same day, why, "is manifest that we
were destined 10 stand together, l as the
Queen, and thou, perchance, Harnachis, as
one Of the chief pillars Of my throne, and
thus 70 work each others veal"
"Or, perchance. each others woe" /
answered, looking up; for her sweet
speeches stung my ears, and brought more
color TO my face than l loved that she
should see therein.
NAY, never talk Of woe Be seated here
by me, Harmachis, and ret US talk, not as
Queen and subject but "a friend 10 friend
Thou vast angered with me At the feast to-
night-was it not soi-in that / Knocked
thee with yonder wreathl Nay, twas but
a Jest. Didst thou know how heavy is the
task of monarchs, and how wearisome are
their hours, thou wouldst not be wroth be-
cause lit my dullness with a jest. Oh,
they weary me, those princes and those
mobiles, and those stif-necked, pompous
Romans. To my face they VOW themselves
my slaves, and behind my back they mock
me and proclaim me the servant OF their
triumvirate, or their empire, or their re-
public, as the wheel Of fortune turns, and
each rises on it's round There is never a
man among them-nothing but fools, para
sites and puppets-never a man since with
their cowardly daggers they slew that
Cesar whom all the world in arms was not
strong enough to tame And / must play
of one against the other, if, may be, by so
doing can keep Egypt from their grip.
And for reward, what' Why, this is my
reward; that all men speak Ill of me and-I
know tiny subjects hate mel Yea, 1 be-
heve that woman though l be, they would
murder me could they find a means" And
she paused, covering her eyes with her
hand. and it was well, for her words pierced
me so that l shrank there upon the seat be-
side her
''They think i'll Of me, know il and call
me wanton, who have never stepped aside
save once, when | loved the greatest man
of all the world, and at the touch of love my
passion famed indeed, but burnt with a
hallowed fame. These ribald Alexandrians
do swear that l poisoned Ptolemy, my
brother-whom, most unnaturally, the Ro-
: man Senate would have forced on me, his
sister, as a husband but it is false; he
slckened and died of fever. And even so
they say that would stay Arsinoe. my sis
/ ter-who. indeed, would slay me but that,
too, is falsel Though she will have none Of
me, love my sister. Yea, they all think
+ Ill Of me without cause; even thou dost
think III Of me, Harmachis. Oh, Harmachi.,
before thou judgest, think what thing is
envy that foul sickness OF the mind which
makes the jaunciced eye Of pettiness TO see
all things distraught-to read evil written
on the open face Of good, and fnd impurity
IN the whitest virgin soul. Think what a
thing it is, Harmachfs, to be set on high
above the gaping crowd Of knaves who hate
thee for thy fortune and thy wit; who gnash
their teeth and shoot the arrows of their
lies from the cover of their own obscure
ness. whence they have no wings to soar
and whose hearts quest it is TO drag down
thy nobility 70 the level Of the grounding
and the fool
BE not, then, ready 70 think evil Of the
great, whose every word aud act is searched
for error by a million angry eyes, and
whose most tiny fault IS trumpeted by a
thousand throats, till the world shakes
with the echoes Of their sin Say not: IT'S
thus. It's certainly thus'-say. rather. Nay,
NAV it not be otherwise, Have we heard
arightl Did she this thing Of her own
wilF Judge gently, o Harmschis, as vert
thou me thou wouldst be judged. Remem-
Der that a Queen is never free. She is, in-
deed, bat the point and instrument of those
forces polite, wherewith are craven the
iron books OF history. O, Harnachisi be
thou my friend-my friend and counsellor
my friend whom I can trust indeejl-for
here. in this crowded court, I an more Ut
ter,y alone than any soul that breathe.
about the corridors But tsse I trust, there
ia faith written Ia those quiet eyes, and
an minded - lift thee high. Hsrmschs,
can no longer bear ny solitude Of mind i
must fnd one with whom I nav commune
and speak that which lies within ny heart
have faults. 7 know BE-. bat an not a.
unworthy of ny faith. for there q good
gran among tee svll seed. Say. Bsrma-
CHS, W.T. th0l taze ply On my loneliness
and befrend me who have lovers. cclrtiers
slaves. dependents. more fhicS than car
count. bat never one single fTisndT a71
she leaned toward ne. touching ne IEhtlT
su5 Esze6 CT ne VIII her wonderful olus