The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1921-10-07

their seats upon the Scaean
gate looked down upon the
hosts of Greeks and Trojans mar
shaled in the plain. For nine long
years the armies had contended. Why
had Agamemnon brought the men of
many cities to fight around the walls
of Priam's Troy? What was it all
about?
Homer sings of the wrath of
Achilles, but the beginning of all the
trouble goes back of that, to the tale
of princely shepherd on a night sur
prised as he watched his flocks upon
Mount Ida. The goddeSses Hera,
Athene and Aphrodite make him
choose one Of the world-old wishes;
the judgment Of Paris is for a fair
face and love. To fulfill her promise
Aphrodite leads him to King Meme
laus' court in Sparta. Back to Troy
Paris brings Queen Helen and great
treasure. A hue and cry follow
throughout Greece; Menelaus calls to
his help the great overload, his broth
er Agamemnon, Achilles the sacker Of
cities, willy Odysseus, venerable and
genial Nestor, and all the chivalry of
the land with men and ships to make
war on Troy.
Others must pay for the wrong
doing of Paris-old King Priam of the
Ashen Spear, his venerable queen,
Hecuba, Hector and his noble wife
Andromache, his little son Astyanax,
Cassandra and all the rest whom the
toll of war involves. Other stories Of
the many Greek epics, now lost, bring
the tale Of warning years up to the
tenth, where the niad begins. Hector
is the leader Of the Trojans; Achilles
has been the great fighting force Of
the Greeks, though now he has with
drawn in anger to his tent because Of
a slight put upon his honor by King
Agamemnon.
The hostile forces are advancing to
the battle; a dramatic moment brings
Menelaus and Paris in sight of one an
other. The wrath of Hector blazes
out against Paris for all the evil and
shame his theft of women and wealth
have brought. The gay and debonair
Paris, however, can show splendid
moments. Hector, thy taunt is just.
But throw not at me the lovely gifts
Of golden Aphrodite. The glorious
gifts that the gods give are not to be
flung away; no man could take them
by mere willingness. But If thou doest
wish me to battle and fight, make all
the rest of the Trojans and Achaians
sit down, and put me in the midst with
warlike Menelaus to fight for Helen
and all her goods, to see who shall
conquer and prove the better man;
let the rest conclude friendship OF
trusty oaths; may We dwell in fertile
Troyland, and the others go back to
Argos, nurse Of steeds, and Achaia OF
fair women"
So it was that the hosts sat in high
expectation in the plain, and Priam
and the Trojan elders we're gathered
on the Scaean gate. And Priam, who
bore no grudge against Helen for all
the misery her fair face had brought
to him and Troy-for he saw the
hands of the gods in it all-called her
to his side to tell him of the CHIEFS
among whom she had once lived. Then
those elders, who had long since seen
their fighting days paid the finest
compliment woman's beauty has
ever received-how many thousand
years ago?-as they saw Helen adj
vancing. "No cause for anger that
Trojans and well-reaved Achaians
for such a woman long time should
suffer SORROW" Not another word!
But those old men upon the wall have
drawn for you and me picture OF
The Worlds Desire 'But even So,
they continued, "let her go home upon
the ships and stay not as source OF
sorrow to us and to our children after
us"
The high hopes of settling all the