Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-02-26

was 70 be pilgrimage in quest OF at
mosphere and Suggesting. and OF
proper adjustment TO the spirit of our
expedition. II We were going TO revive
the e.=ss.c days OF Homer and relive
the life OF Ulysses. felt 1t imperative
tdespite Roderic's skepticism) to try 70
get acquainted with Zeus and Athena.
with Hermes and Neptune. who had
been 10 blame for all the good and all
the harm that came 10 our hero.
Mote; No attempt has been made to
be consistently Greek or consistently
Latin in the Technology OF the gods,
OUR approach was from Saioniki
~ On a hilltop behind this ancient,
city, We had looked southwark and fir '
seer the most celebrated mountain Ia
the world. My pulse increased at the
very sight Of it~-Oiympus--the far-off,
unapproAchable capital of classic Greek
mythology. and Greek art and culture
and life itself. To honor the gods OF
Olympus the sublime temples Of Greco.
rose In marble ma tes.y, in the image RI
Olynlpian gods the hands Of Phidias
and prazitsles gave posterity fuch
sculpture that each poor fragment ,s
entnroned by modern art. and guarded
~ priceless possession. In the
shadow Of olympus the most happy re-
lg.on the world has ever known
bioomed for centuries.
And yet ! had always felt that Oiym-
pts. Ike the beautiful legends OF
ancient Greece. was only a myth, a
vague representation OF divinity ard
immortality. which no longer really ex-
tx.ed IN this iconOclastic age. The view
from Gai0niki dis!llusiOned me. for now
massive. purple peak -ridged noun
tain doomed In the distance. a ten
thousand foot mountain touched with
snow ard dlademed in clouds: and that
mountain, as firm, az real, as tangible
rs the earth, was Olympus. the golden
throne Of Zeus,
! Wss delighted 70 find IL 40 beautiful
We saw IL FIRST al twilight. when o5-
scuYity had invaded the slopes, and the
shadows were deepening In the g0rges
| But far above. IFS pinnacle ssiii Khont
into the night. soaring toward tiif
! heavens, siowiy~~iike a prayer.
Next dsy, scGrning " waste another
! hour on Grass material matters Ike
] equipment and provisions and dirse'
| tjoiis. we hurried of 10 visit the god
and OF Larisea IN r'hessaiy, on the OPP
/ r,osile side u the mountain, made feads
| tor the grand assault.
| Jhe second night found ts sleeping
i on the ground at shepherds camp not
! far belGw the summit. Never shall
! forget those Arcadian hours. We m0ved
/ back Two thousand years and lived
sgsln IN classic pastoral Greece. This
| shepherds with their Eunburned cufls
! IN their coats u skin and felt. carrying
! her crooks, and playing their melan-
cnoiY pipes amid their tinkiing fiOcks
might have stepped straight out o!
/ mythoiogicsi literature. The full moon
rose over The pine rclad SUBMITS thai
| walled III ia, revealing ifae stlIled herd,
upon the hillside and casting fantastic
shadows among the rocks that might
have been Pan and the Centaurs joined
IN their nightly dance.
II was on this night that Lazarus
The shepherd boy, annexed himself from
| out III nowhere ~ our feiinus, w
glanced up from oar campfire IN fin'
him standing just inside the circle o
light, with All expression OF wonder sn'
curiosity On his firslit tses~~forsIgnsf