The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-12-15

Alexandria, Philammon wandered as Tn a dream to the museum and sat doWh on it's steps. He knew that hypatia lived in one of the houses opposite and fell asleep. and when he woke from a troubled and fantastic dream 1t was broad daylight and the little porter was shaking him by the arm.
 Beloved of the gods" said the por- ter; favored of Hypatia, how comes 1t that you are here asleep?" Philam- mon told his story--and 1t was a great relief to him to have somebody to hear 1t. The porter took him home and not only fed him but showed him a little room which he told him he might oc-- eupy until times were better with him. Philammon had found favor in the sight of the little porter-first and foremost because he had been looked on kindly by Hypatia, whom the porter worshipped from afar; and secondly be- cause in one of the many riots between the Eitrians. Jews and Romans. Philammon had chanced to save the porter's negro wife. The little porter beat his wife after the manner of his kind, but nevertheless was deeply grateful for the saving of her life.
 Soon thereafter Philammon became a regular student in the school Of Hypatia, repairing there regularly and drinking deep of her philosophy. He had not lost hiA Christianity. only like many others. both in his century and our own. he had ceased to practice 1t. He still believed that he was member of the Catholic church: but this new field of knowledge into which with her alluring lips. Hypatia had intro duced him was so strangely beautiful to him that he needs must finger there and pick It's posies for a while.
 One day to his astonishment Pelagia with her Goths and her girls came driving up to the door of the museum. The girls gay with saffron shawls. came riding in gorgeous chariots. while inc Goths rode the small, naiser- able native horses, whose smali bulk allowed the feet of the vikings almost to touch the earth. Pelagia had heard so much about Hypatia that she had become jealous. especially when she
 had heard her Goths talking about the fair philosopher as being more nearly like an "Alruna wife" than any women they had seen in Africa.
 The chaste Athene of the schools bit her lip with vexation when she saw the party of Pelagia. Then with cold, calm demeanor she forgot, or tried to forget. their presence and launched out in her lecture for the day. At first Pelagia and her nymphs smirked and Riggled at the phrases, to them mean ingiess, which fell from the cold lips of Hypatia. But one of the Goths siIepced them rudely but effectively and then went to sleep. When the lecture was over, old Wulf pulled out his purse and laid 1t at Hypatia's feet 'FWhat Is this?" she asked.
 My fee for what I have heard to- day" answered the Goth. You are right noble woman, and may Freya send you a husband worthy of you and make you the mother of kings?" Then he marshaled Pelagia's party and re- tired.
 But the other Goths did not think so highly of Philosophy, and agreed with Pelagia that Hypatia was very fool Ish person to waste her youth and brains talking to donkey riders "Why." said the Anal, If you box one of the Egyptians on the ear he falls down-they all do. every one of them. fall down flat N you do but box them And the other night when the monks broke out into a riot and would have torn the prefect to pieces--hal ha! hal! How his Roman apparitors ran away why. when we sallied out to rescue orestese, what did we take? Swords? No. no! We took dog whips and scat tered them Did we not, SmidT So talking they passed along the street. followed and surrounded by a mob of AIexandrtans of whom they took as much notice as if they had been so many flies.
 But as she rode away Pelagia's heart was sad. A Greek giri bought as a slave by Miriam and then freed for pur- poses of her own. she had all her life had one idea only. and that was pleas ure. That there were such facts as right and wrong she had gathered dirniy for the first time from the dis course of Hypatia.
 As Philahlmon watched the Goths and their companions pass he noticed down the street an old man clad in the 9arb of a monk, who raised his hands