Thomas County cat., 1890-01-23
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shis, and from the sin Of those who tempted

theer'
"Alas am undonel'' cried.
Yea, thou art undone; and yet shall this
ee given to thee: thy destroyer shalt thou
destroy, for so, in the purpose Of my justice,
p It ordained. When the sign comes to
thee, arise, 60 to Cleopatra, and in such
manner as / shall put into thy heart dc
Heavens vengeance on heri And now for
thysef Gne word, for thou hast put Me
from thee, HarmachIs; and no more shall
come face to face with thee till. cycles
hence, the last fruit of thy sin hath ceased
70 be upon this earth! Yet, through the
vastness Of the unnumbered years, remem-
Der thou this: that love Divine is love
eternal, which can not be eXtinguished,
though everlastingly it be estranged. Re
pent, my servant; repent and do well
while there is yet time. that at the
dim end Of ages once more thou mayest be
1 eathered unto Me. Still. Harmachis. though
sLdou seest Me not; still, when the very
name by which thou knowest Ne has be-
come meaningless mystery to those who
shall be after thee; still, /, whose hours are
eterual-I, who have watched Universes
wither, wane, and, meath the breath of
Time, melt into nothingness; again, to gath
er, and, reborn, thread the vast maze of
space-still, say, shall l companion thee.
Wherever thou goest, in whatever form Of
life thou livest, there shall l be. Art thou
waited to the farthest star, art thou buried
in Amenti's lowest deep, in lives, in deaths,
in sleeps, in wakings, in remembrances, in
oblivions, in all the fevers of the outer
Lafe, in all the changes Of the Spirit-still,
II thou wilt atone and forget lie no more, l
shall be with thee, waiting thine hour Of re-
L. l. a. L.
Divine, wherewith 1t loves that which doth
partake of its divinity and hath once by the
holy tie been bound to it. Judge then. Har-
machis; was it well to put this from thee to
win the prize Of earthly woman! And, now,
dare not again to utter the Word Of Power
II these things be donel Harmachis, for
Ifis season, fare thee we'll"
As the last note of the sweet voice died
away, the fiery snake climbed into the heart
Of the cloud. Now the cloud rolled from
the horns Of light, and was gathering into
the blackness. The vision Of the crescent
moon grew dim and vanished. Then as the
Goddess passed, once more came the faint
and dreadful music of the shaken sistra,
and all was still.
hid my face in my robe and, even then,
though my outstretched hand could touch
the chill corpse Of that father who bad died
cursing me, felt hope come back into my
heart, knowing that l was not altogether
lost nor utterly rejected Of Her whom had
forsaken, but whom yet loved And then
WEAKNESS overpowered me, and slept
I woke, the faint lights of dawn were
creeping from the opening in the roof.
CHASTITY they lay upon the shadowy sculpt-
ured walls and ghSstly upon the dead face
and long white beard Of my father, the
gathered to Osiris. started up, remem-
bering all things, and wondering in my
heart what should do, and as rose heard
. faint football creeping down the passage
Of the names Of the Pharaohs.
"Ld. la! la" Mu0bled q voice that
knew for the voice of the old wife, Atoua.
"Why, tits dark. as the House of the Dead
The holy ones who built this Temple loved
not the blessed sun, however much they
worshiped him. Now, where's the cur
tainr'
Presently it was drawn, and Atoua en-
tered, q stick in one hand and in the other
q basket Her face was somewhat more
wrinkled and her scauty locks were some
what more white than aforetime, but for
the rest she was as she had ever been. She
stood and peered around with her sharp
Ntnausht could she see.
VsNow where is he2' she muttered
%Dsiris-glory to his name-send that he
hSsnot wandered in the night, and he blind!
Alack! that l could not return before the
dark. Alack! and alack! what times have
we fallen on when the Holy High Priest and
the Governor, by descent of Abouthis, is
LETT with one aged crone to minister to his
lnhrnlty! . HarEachis. NV poor boy, |
thou hast laid trouble at our doors! Why, |
what's this? Surelyi he sleeps not. there
upon the ground!-'twill be his death!
Prlncel Holy Father! Amenemhati awake,
arise!' and she hobbled towards the corpse |
"Why, how is its By Him who sleeps he's !
dead INTENDED and alone-deddi deddr' ard
she sent her long wall of grief ringing up
the scuiptured walls.
"Hushl woman; be still" said, gliding
from the shadows.
''Oh, what art thoul" she cried, casting
down her basket Wicked man, hast thou |
murdered this holy One, the only holy One !
In Egypt Surely the curse will fall ON |
thee, for though the Gods do seem to have |
forsaken US now in our hour Of trial, yet is |
their arm long. and certainly they will be |
avenged on him who hath slam their |
''Look on me, Atoua." cried.
"Look! ay, look-thou wicked wanderer |
who hast dared this cruel deed Harmachis |
Il traitor and lost far away, and Amen
emhat, his holy father, is murdered, and |
now I'm all alone without kith or kio. I |
gave them for him. / gave them for Har-
machis. the traitor! Come, slay me also,
thou wicked one''
took step toward her, and she, think
ing thatI was about to smite her, cried out |
In fear:
NAY, good Sir, spare me! Eighty and
pix, by the holy Ones. eighty and six. come
next flood Of Nile, and yet would not die,
though Osiris is merciful to the old who
served him! Come no nearer-helpl help! |
helpr'
''Thou fool, be SILENT" said; ''knowest
thou me not!"
"know theei-cau know every wander
ing boatman to whom Sebek grants to earn
} livelihood till Typhon claims his own,
And yet-why, it's strange-that changed
scart-that stumbling
Gaitl Tbs thou, Harmachis its thou, oh.
my boy! Art come back to glad mine old
eyesa l hoped thee dead, Let me kiss
thee may, forgot Harmachis is q trail
tor, ay, and a murderer Here lies the holy
Amenemhat, murdered by the traitor,
Get thee Copei TIL baro |