Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-10-22

Egyptian brethren, and his massive frame
was entirely in keeping with his majestic
stature. He was nearly fifty years of age,
but no sign of the early decay of the orien-
tai was apparent in him. His was the char
dcteristic refinement of feature that marks
the Egyptian countenance, further accentu-
ated by self-content and some hauteur.
That he was an artisan noble was another
popularity, but it was proof of exceptional
merit. He had descended from a long line
of royal sculptors, heightening in genius in
the last three. In the line of his ancestors
he counted king, and from that royal sire
he had his stature.
The sculptor, rapidly and without effort,
worked out with his pen sheet of
papyrus the detail of a frieze. Tiny profile
figures, quaint borders of lotus and mystic
inscriptions trailed after the swift reed in
multitudinous and bewildering succession.
AS he worked, young man entered the
doorway from the court and, advancing
few steps toward the table, watched the
development of the drawings with interest.
This young Egyptian, nearly eighteen,
was grown and powerful with the might of
mature manhood. glance at the pair at
once established their relationship as father
and son. The features were strikingly sim
liar, the stature the same, though the young
frame was supple and light, not massive.
The hair was straight, abundant brilliant
black and cropped midway down the neck
and just above the brows. There was no
effort at parting 1t was dressed from the
crown of the head as each hair would nat
urally lie and was confined by circlet OF
gold, the token of the royal blood of his
mothers house The complexion was the
hue of healthy tan, different, however,
from the brown of exposure in that 1t was
transparent and the red in the cheek was
dusky The face was the classic type of the
race for be it known there were two
physiognomes characteristic of Egypt.
The forehead was broad, the brows long
and delicately penciled, the eyes softly
black, very long, the lids heavy enough 10
serenity rather than ldupuOr The
nose was of good length, aquiline, the nos
tril thin and sharply chiseled. The cut OF
the mouth and the warmth of its color gave
seriousness, constituencies and youthful ten
derness to the face.
Originally the young man had been gifted
with breadth of shoulder, depth of chest,
health and vigor. He would have been
strong had he never yaulted a pole or run
a mile. To these advantages We're added
the results of wise and thorough training,
wise, so thorough that defects in the
national physique had been remedled. Thus,
the calves were stanch and prominent,
whereas ancient Egypt was as fiat-legged
as the negro; the body round and Ia
pered with proper athletic rapidity from
shoulder to heel without any sign of the
lank attenuation that was characteristic of
most of his countrymen.
The suggestion of his presence was power
and bigness, not the good-natured size that
is huking and awkward but bigness that
is elegant and fine-fbered and ages into
magnifcence.
Hast thou caught some great idea on the
wing or hast thou the round of actual labor
to PERFORM" he asked
His attention thus hailed, the sculptor
raised himself and answered:
'Meneptah hath a temple to set, the war
god, in mind: indeed he hath stirred up the
! quarries for the stone, am told. and l am
, making ready, for l shall be needed
Hath the sun Shone architecture or
sculpture since Meneptah succeeded to the
| throne? the young man asked.
Mentus eyes frightened wrathfully but
| the young man laid a soothing palm over
| the hand that gripped the reed
II do not mock thee, father Rather am
| / full of sympathy for thee"
Somewhat Modified, Mentu went on with
| his work Presently the young man spoke
| again.
II came to speak further of the signet of
| the Incompatible Pharaoh"
What! after three years, Kenkenes?"
THE sanctuary of the tomb is never en-
| tered and it is more than worth the Journey
| to Tape (Thebes) to search for the scarab
again.
but you would search in vain" the
| sculptor declared. 'Rameses has reclaimed
his own
but We made no great search for it.
gomez"
Because of thy sacrlege" was the
prompt and forcible reply. osiris with
| chin In hand and a look of mystification on
| his brow, bordering over the misdeeds of a
| SOUL Thou didst affront the sacred walls
| of the royal tomb and call it the Judgment
of the dead. Not one law of the sculptor s
| ritual but thou hadst broken, in the sacrile-
gious freeco.''
"The scarab may have caught on thy
| chisel and broken from It's fastening"
THE hand of the fnsulted Pharaoh
reached out of Amenti. the realm of death,
sternly. And consider what and all of