The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-12-15

fenced them rudelys but effectively and then went to sleep. When the lecture was over old Wulf pulled out his purse and laid it at Hypatia's feet. What is this?" she asked.
 My fee for what I have heard to- day" answered the Goth. You are a right noble woman, and may Frey send you a husband worthy of you and make you the mother of kings!" Then he marsh aled Pelagia's party and re- tired.
 But the other Goths did not think so highly of philosophy, and agreed with Pelagia that Hypatia was a very fool ish person to waste her youth and brains talking to donkey riders Why" said the Amal, If you box one of the Egyptians on the ear he falls down they all do, every one of them, fall down flat if you do but box them. And the other night when the monks broke out into riot and would have torn the prefect to pieces-ha, ha! ha. How his Roman apparitors ran away-why, when we sailed out to rescue Orestes, what did we take? Swords? No, no. ue took dog whips and scattered tn em. Did we not Smid?" So talking they passed along the street. followed and surrounded by a mob of Alexandrians of whom they took as much notice as if they had been so many flies.
 But as she rode away Pe'agias heart was sad A Greek girl bought as a slave by Miriam and then freed for purposes of her own. she had all her life had one idea only, and that was pleasure. That there were such as right and wrong she had gathered dim ly for the first time from the discourse of Hypatia.
 As Philammon watched the Goths .t.x..s I.< down the street an old man clad in the garb of monk, who raised his hands to Pelagia and with tears streaming down his checks, addressed some solemn words to her. The Goth would have driven him off, but Pelagia said: NO, do not harm him." and then to the old man, Come tomorrow and tell me what you mean"
 Philammon hurried toward the monk and saw that it was, IS he had guessed old Arsenius-once the tutor of Elm perors and now monk of the Laura. Cyril had sent for him to come to Alex andria that in the troublous times he might have the advantage of his wis dom and experience. Tenderly he greet ed Philammon. The youth was eager to know what he had said to Pelagia and why the old man seemed to take so much interest in her.
 Iney WdlkeQ up d quitt sue SlTeeL together while Arsenius explained. He told the boy that, in the markets of Ravenna after a raid on Athens, he had purchased him and taken him to the Laura. There had been sister and that Pelagia was that sister Ar senius was almost convinced. Old Mi riam knew for certain.
 Then" said Philammon, T am a slave. You can take me back to Cyril or to the Laura. You can have me scourged. I am your property"
 No" answered Arsenius. Though in the eyes of the Roman law you may be a slave in the eyes of God you are free"
 And Pelagia, my sister?" exclaimed Philammon, while a blush mantled his cheeks at the thought of the life she led. 'T will save her. She must leave all this wicked Alexandria and fly with me where-anywhere-in the desert" Then the thought came over him: What would Hypatia think of him if she found out that he was a slave and Pelagia his sister? For in the cold heath en philosophy of Hypatia there was no room for Magdelens or slaves.