Front Cover
 Half Title
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 List of Illustrations
 A peculiar girl
 Egypt, Cairo, and the Nile
 The mystery disclosed
 A caravan journey
 Why the oldest obelisk stands
 In the footsteps of Moses - The...
 Jerusalem (continued)
 Bethlehem - Easter ceremonies in...
 The journey northward
 Beirut - Damascus
 Back Matter
 Back Cover

Group Title: Three Vassar girls series
Title: Three Vassar girls in the Holy Land
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Title: Three Vassar girls in the Holy Land
Series Title: Three Vassar girls series
Alternate Title: Three Vassar girls in the Holyland
Physical Description: 272, 8 p. : ill., col. maps ; 22 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Champney, Elizabeth W ( Elizabeth Williams ), 1850-1922
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Place of Publication: Boston
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Publication Date: c1892
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Friendship -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Church buildings -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Natural history -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Description and travel -- Juvenile fiction -- Middle East   ( lcsh )
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    A peculiar girl
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    Egypt, Cairo, and the Nile
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    A caravan journey
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Copyright, 1892,

OnibersitO PresDs:


I. A PECULIAR GIRL .. ........ .... ........ II



IV. A CARAVAN JOURNEY ....... ......... 74



VII. JERUSALEM ...... ... .. ........ ....131

VIII. JERUSALEM (Continued) . . . ... .163


X. THE JOURNEY NORTHWARD . .... . .. .224

XI. BEIRUT. DAMASCUS . . . . .. 248


A Vision of Egypt .


A Daughter of Egypt . .
Old Street in Jerusalem . ..
The Summit of Mount Hor . .
An Egyptian Temple . .
Alexandria ... .
Turkish Merchant . .
Karnak, Hypostyle Hall . .
Colonnade, Phil . .
A Jew of Palestine . .
Valley of Jehoshaphat. Tombs of Zech-
ariah and Jehoshaphat . .
Interior of a Mosque . .
Pyramids and Sphinx . .
Arabs of the Desert. . .
Medinet, Court of Rameses . .
Medinet, Temple-Palace of Rameses .
Obelisk of On . . .
The Sphinx and Pyramids of Memphis .
Moslem at Prayer . .
Island of Phila, looking over the Nile .
Head-dress of Egyptian Girl .
Egyptian Hieroglyphics . .
Ancient Egyptian Ruins in the Desert
Wells in the Desert .. ....
Christian and Mahometan Chapels on
Mount Sinai . . .
Jaffa, from the North . .

Jaffa . . ... .133
The Tower of Ramleh. . 137
The Plain of Sharon . .. 139
Entrance to Church of Holy Sepulchre 141
St. Stephen's Gate, Jerusalem .. 142
Route from Jaffa to Jerusalem .. 143
Tomb of Absalom ..... ... 146
" David Tower, Jerusalem ..... .147
Synagogue, Jerusalem ...... .149
Tomb of Saint James ...... 150
Valley of Jehoshaphat, showing Tomb of
Absalom and Garden of Gethsemane 151
Interior, Church of St. James, Jerusalem 153
Armorial Ensigns of Jerusalem .. 154
Street of the Chevaliers de Rhodes, at
Rhodes . . 155
Quarry under Jerusalem . .. .157
The Jews' Wailing Place . 160
Views near Jerusalem . 165
Bida's Interpretation of Christ's Trium-
phal Entry into Jerusalem 69
Jerusalem, from the Bethany Road 171
Garden of Gethsemane ..... 172
Chapel of the Ascension, Summit of
Mount of Olives . .. 173
Bethany . . .177
Near Bethany. . ... 179
The Mosque of Omar ...... .181


Interior of the Mosque of Omar 185
Jewish Almshouses, erected by Sir Moses
Montefiore .. .. 189
Turkish Woman of Jerusalem . 191
Head-dress of a Turkish Woman of
Jerusalem . . 195
Rachel's Sepulchre. . 204
Church of the Nativity, at Bethlehem 207
A Woman of Bethlehem. . 209
Entrance to Cave of Adullam . 213
Abraham's Oak, near Hebron . 218
Tomb of the Holy Sepulchre 221
Arab Camps . . 225
Maiden of Palestine. . .227
Jacob's Well ... .. .. 228
Mount Hermon ... . 229

Sea of Galilee . .. ... .23r
Hills overlooking the Sea of Galilee 233
The Lake of Gennesareth. ... .234
Fountain of Mary, Nazareth. ..... 236
The Ruins of Tell Hum . 238
Monastery of Moint Carmel 241
Promontory of Carmel. . .. 242
Mouth of the River Kishon '. .. 243
Acre . . .... 244
'Cana . . .. 245
Fountain at Cana . ... 246
Mount Lebanon, from Beirut 249
A Ford of the Jordan . .. 258
Damascus . . .. 259
Cedars of Lebanon. . 271





AY what you may, Violet, you cannot deny that there
is something very funny about her."
I am afraid I am lacking in a sense of humor,
for I see nothing amusing in Bird; and she herself
takes life with great seriousness."
Now, Violet, you know perfectly what I mean by funny. Bird
Orchard is fascinating, but she is queer. She is different from any
one else we know. You must confess that she is a peculiar girl."
If you mean that she is peculiarly nice yes."
Emma Constant tapped her foot impatiently. I like frankness
and open-heartedness. I'never had anything to conceal in my life,"
she said, "and I am not fond of mysterious secrets and incomprehen-
sible enigmas. When there is so much concealed, you may be sure
that there is reason for concealment, -that all is not as it should be."
Emma, this is not like you, to suspect evil in any one so sweet
and lovely as my dear Bird. She may have some sorrow in her
family history, but I am positive that there is no disgrace there."


"I am not so sure," Emma replied sententiously. "I have
watched that girl for a long time, and I am convinced that there is
something wrong about her. As long as she kept herself to herself it
was none of my business; but since I have seen the ascendency which
she has gained over you, I feel that you ought to know more about
the girl whom you are making your most intimate friend. You have
been class-mates here at Vassar for the entire course, and what do
you know of her? For that matter what does any one know of
I know that she is a high-minded, noble-hearted girl, who has
always attracted me, and until this year has persistently eluded me.
She holds the head of the class easily in modern languages, and
Professor Ritter says she is the most sympathetic musician in the
college. He said last week that she had an innate musical feeling,
which must have been inherited from a long line of musicians or
lovers of music; and Bird flushed with pride, and confessed that her
father had been her teacher, though he was only an amateur, and
that her brother was a fine violinist and they were in the habit of
playing Mozart's chamber-music together when they were children.
'It was my father's only delight and only extravagance,' she said
'He always subscribed to the Philharmonic, and preferred having a
box at the Opera to belonging to any of the clubs which New York
gentlemen seem to feel so necessary to their enjoyment.' Now, a man
with such refined tastes as that can scarcely be a criminal."
I did not say that he was necessarily a criminal," Emma replied.
" But what you have said proves nothing, except that he is fond of
music, and, although wealthy, is not fond of the society of other
gentlemen. This mania for solitude is then a family characteristic.
It may point to insanity instead of crime."
Emma Constant, how can you talk so? Bird is the sanest, the
most common-sensible girl in the class. Look at the way in which
she managed the finances of the Literary Society. She accepted the

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chairmanship of the Executive Committee when we were in debt four
hundred dollars; and it was her head for business that put the society
on its feet. It was the same thing with the publication of the Mis-
cellany. After she became manager of the advertising department
the money simply rolled in, and we had to call a meeting of the stock-
holders to decide what to do with the surplus. When I asked her
how she ever learned the secret of making money she said, very
simply,' I inherited it, I suppose. Our people always had the repu-
tation of possessing the Midas touch, but it was only fidelity to good
business principles.'"
A thoughtful look came into Emma's face. She is less guarded
with you in speaking of her relatives than with the rest of us. What
besides this has she ever said of her father? "
Very little. They came to America from England when Bird
was a little girl; but her father was not pleased with America, and has
gone back with his wife, leaving Bird in charge of her brother who
graduates this season at Harvard and will then enter a bank in
New York."
"This would seem to point to English extraction, and yet Bird
does not look at all English. I would have thought her Spanish, and
yet not exactly Spanish either, though she has those marvellous
Andalusian eyes, jetty black hair and a 'mat' complexion. Perhaps
she is more like the Portuguese. There is something South-of-
Europe about her, you may be sure. Do you remember how wonder-
fully she made up in the tableaux as a maid of Athens ? I should not
wonder if she came of Greek ancestry. If she were just a shade
darker one might imagine her an Arab. Do you remember when the
tableaux were arranged the manager at first decided that she must be
a Cleopatra. How magnificently she would have looked with the
Nile, an Egyptian temple, and some palm-trees in the background !-
But she seemed really insulted, and asked if we imagined that she was
an octoroon that we assigned her such a part."


"Why not believe that she is simply English? The name is
English enough."
The name is one of the things that troubles me," Emma replied,
"it sounds so made up, so unlikely to be a real name. Bird Orchard !
It is like a nom-de-plume or the assumed name of an opera singer.
There is no vraisemblance about it."
"Do you mean to insinuate that Bird has entered the college
under an assumed name ? "
It seems a harsh thing to say, but there are several circumstances
which have forced that suspicion upon me. I know that I am likely
to lose your affection by this plain speaking; but I must put you on
your guard, even if you misunderstand my motive. I hate deceit
and subterfuges, and Bird is full bf them. Watch her for a time in
the light of what I have said, and if I am wrong I will beg your
pardon and hers."
Violet was inwardly raging, but with remarkable self-control she
had maintained a calm exterior. She spoke now with icy distinctness.
"You need never beg Bird's pardon, for I shall be careful not to
wound her sensitive feelings by allowing her to imagine your sus-
picions. Nothing that you have said, or could say, could make me
lose my faith in her. I am sorry that you have so little discrimination.
I should think that one glance at Bird's face would put to flight any
doubts that you may have formed in regard to her. I am very proud
that she has selected me from all the other girls as her friend; and if
you at all value my friendship, I desire you never to say anything
against her to me again."
Emma Constant coolly elevated her eyebrows, and picking up her
Greek lexicon left the room. Violet, much excited, strode up and
down the apartment muttering to herself, The very idea! An
assumed name! How perfectly absurd! Why, one might as well say
that because Emma's own name, Constant, fits her to a T, that'it must
be assumed. Orchard is an odd name to us, but I have no doubt that

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it is common enough in England." Then she paused suddenly in her
wild walk as she remembered having been with Bird a long time ago
when the lady principal had objected to her handing in a pet name for
the college catalogue. Give me your other true name if you please,"
she had said, in her severe manner.
Bird had looked up quite startled. My true name?" she repeated
in a dazed way.
"Yes, my dear, Pussie and Dollie and Birdie are not dignified
enough to have A. B. written after them. Catharine and Dorothy are
much more suitable names for a college catalogue. I must ask you
to give me your baptismal name."
A deep red spot glowed on Bird's cheek as she replied," I have
never been christened. I did not know that the rite was a requisite
for admission to college, and I can give you no other name than
The lady principal looked troubled. I did not mean to grieve
you, my dear; and if you have not a more dignified name, we will be
glad to accept the one you offer."
Bird did not reply; her eyelids fell, and she seemed painfully
embarrassed. The entire scene came back to Violet now with vivid
distinctness, but she thrust it from her. She would not see in it any-
thing derogatory to her dear friend. As soon as she was sufficiently
composed, she walked down the long corridor to Bird's room for her
usual afternoon call. It was one of the few single rooms, the
students' sleeping apartments in the college being usually grouped in
suites of three or four around a study parlor, the girls thus forming
little coteries or families. But Bird, on entering the college, had
asked the privilege of rooming alone, and had been given a bedroom
intended for a teacher. Here she had lived a solitary life until Violet
Remington had sought her out and won her friendship. They had
been very intimate this last year, and Emma Constant, who was
Violet's room-mate, watched the growing friendship with disfavor.


She was too high-minded to be jealous. She told herself that she
,would gladly have shared Violet's love with another if sure that
this other friend merited Violet's esteem. But she distrusted Bird,
and was positive that the event would prove her suspicions well
Violet was to go abroad the coming summer with her parents,
and Emma had accepted their invitation to travel with them with
delight; but this morning, when Violet had proposed that Bird should
also join the party, Emma had remonstrated, and the discussion
already reported had taken place. Emma had said even more, for she
had reminded Violet that they had made their first plans for this tour
on a Sunday afternoon after one of Dr. Harper's lectures on the Psalms,
and that they had both agreed that the most interesting spot for
them in all foreign lands was Palestine, and that some day they would
endeavor to make the pilgrimage together.
Jerusalem should be their headquarters, -a most interesting centre.
They would pass an entire season here, verifying as nearly as possi-
ble all sacred localities; and they would make little excursions from
Jerusalem, following David's life as a bandit from Engedi to Adullum
and away to Askelon and Gaza, Samson's country.
Perhaps they might make a caravan trip as far southward as
Mount Hor where Aaron was buried. Their interest had been
aroused in this direction not only by their Biblical studies in college,
but also by Violet's brother, who was at this time travelling in the
East with a party engaged in archeological study and exploration.
Emma had a fine, clear mind; she was one of the leaders of the
circles of tens who met for voluntary Bible study. It was her
ambition to take a special course in Hebrew and Old Testament
literature such as is provided at Yale, and to fit herself thoroughly
for Bible-class teaching of a high order. Violet was by nature an
artist, and thought of such a tour as a wonderful sketching-field.
Bird had a talent for literature, and would find a thousand themes


for her graceful pen, at least so Violet thought. But Emma reminded
her that Bird had declined to join the circles for Bible study, and was
sure that she would refuse to join the expedition, or if she went with
them would prove a most uncongenial companion.
Violet resented Emma's suggestions. It seemed to her that as
she was herself the organizer of the trip, that Emma had no right
to dictate; but in spite of herself the conversation left a disagreeable


sensation of which she could not rid herself. Still, she was fully
determined to prove that Emma was in the wrong, and she entered
Bird's room determined to invite her to be one of the party.
Bird looked up in something like alarm, and hastily thrust a letter
which she had been reading into her pocket.
Bird Orchard! A love-letter which you conceal! I am
Bird strove to smile, but she had been weeping, and her voice
trembled as she replied, It is a love-letter, dear, but it is from
my mother, -the person I love best in all the world."


Violet was on her knees beside her in a moment. No bad news
I hope, dear."
No, only that she is weary and lonely without me, as I am with-
out her; and I have decided to go to her soon after I graduate.
That means giving up my brother, whom I love too, and our life
which we had planned to lead together here in America,- and you
Violet, and you!" Here Bird burst into tears again, and Violet
folded her in her arms and held her tightly for a moment.
Why will not your mother come to America and live with you
and your brother?" Violet asked after a time.
"Father and Mother do not like America. They have suffered
too much here; they will never come back. My brother on the con-
trary is delighted with it. He thinks it the only place where a young
man can achieve a career. He likes its free institutions, and he is
proud to call himself an American. You know he chose to be
educated at Harvard in preference to any German university; and it
was he who insisted that I should come to Vassar, in order that I
might gain the best American education, and imbibe American
tastes and ideas. And I have adopted them little by little, almost
unconsciously. I have come to feel myself transplanted and my
affections taking root in this new soil. You have been the chief
factor in all this, Violet. It is my love for you which has made me
love everything identified with you, except perhaps your religion.
Father foresaw this when he left us. Grow up with the country,' he
said; 'it is the place for young people. If I were thirty years younger
I would start as you are doing, but your mother and I are too old.'
And so they went away and left us. The experiment has proved
successful in my brother's case. He has made warm friends at
Harvard. The father of one of them has offered him a position and
an interest in a prominent banking-house in New York. Edward
wishes me to live with him. He has urged me. to select a pleasant
apartment, and has written of the pleasure we will take in fitting it


up together, of the musicales we will give, and the friends we shall
entertain. I had planned to have you with ine for my first winter,
but I have decided that Edward can do without me, that my duty
is plainly with my mother, and I shall go to her."
"I think you have decided rightly," Violet said, "and I do not
see anything very dreadful in it beyond our separation, which need
not be a final one. The great pond is so easily crossed nowadays
we can visit back and forth very easily."
Bird shook her head sadly. I shall not return while my parents
live," she said.
Then I shall go to you," Violet announced cheerfully. Listen
Bird. We are going abroad next autumn; Father, Mother, Emma,
and I. We will take you over with us, and we can easily arrange
for me to visit awhile with you."
Bird did not reply at once. She looked at Violet with a strange
troubled expression.
"Wouldn't you like to have me come to you?" Violet asked
at last.
Above all things," Bird replied, "but I fear you would not enjoy
being with us. Mother is an invalid and You do not know, and
I cannot tell you."
Bird's face sank upon her arm, and Violet spoke earnestly. My
poor darling, tell me all about it. It can make no difference in
my love to you, whatever it is."
But Bird gathered herself up proudly. I have nothing to tell,"
she said, only it will not be convenient for us to have you visit with
us this summer. Don't be offended with me; it is such a trial for
me to say it."
"Oh, never mind!" Violet answered cheerfully. "We will make
the voyage together."
Perhaps.so. It is not always easy to make the plans of so large
a party agree. What is your itinerary?"


"We will cross directly to Gibraltar and make the circuit of the
Mediterranean, ending up by spending the winter or a part of it in
Egypt, where Frank is to meet us, and will take us for a tour in the
Holy Land."
Bird's face, which had softened, suddenly grew hard. tIhat
decides it," she said. "I can't go with you."
Because we are to meet Brother Frank ? I call that very unkind
when you know how much he admires you."
I cannot go with you because I am not in the least interested in
what you call the Holy Land, and because I ought to go at once to my
mother." She spoke decidedly and promptly, but there was a faint
flush on. her usually pale cheeks, and Violet's mental comment was,
" You can't deceive me. It is because you don't want to meet Frank."
'And then, more puzzled than ever, she asked herself, "But why should
she wish to avoid- him when all the girls like him. Now, I verily
believe that Emma Constant is going simply and solely because he is
to join us in Egpyt." Instantly she retracted the unkind thought,
but added with a sigh: "Emma is right; Bird is a most peculiar




N spite of Bird's intention to sail earlier, she was de-
layed in New York by her brother until the sailing
of the Remingtons. He was greatly opposed to her
going, and placed one obstacle after another in her
Sway, the final one being that as he was in a sense
her guardian he would not consent to her crossing the ocean except
in suitable company. As her-parents returned a written confirma-
tion of this dictum, Bird was driven to accept the escort of her
friends for the voyage.
She expected that her father would meet her at Brindisi; but when
the steamer arrived at that port she received a telegram stating that
he had been called to Russia by important business, and suggesting
that, if her friends were willing, she might spend the winter with them
in Egypt, or at least remain with them until he could make other
arrangements for her. She would find a letter and money awaiting
her at Alexandria."
The tears came into. Bird's eyes as she read this telegram. "I
am thrown upon your hands in a most humiliating manner."
But Violet kissed away her tears, and showed herself so genuinely
delighted by this turn of affairs, and the entire party, Emma Constant
included, displayed so much delicacy and consideration of her feelings
that Bird accepted the situation with philosophy, and even with


Fate has continued our companionship, through no act of mine,"
she said to Violet, and I am surely not responsible for the result."
The result can only be happiness for us all," Violet replied, and
I shall hold you responsible for every minute of it."
It was early winter by the calendar when they reached Alexandria.
The weather on the Mediterranean had been chill and gray, but a
balmy wind blew from the Soudan, and the old city flashed with
sunshine and color.
A young man stood upon the pier, among the crowd of noisy ges-
ticulating Orientals, calmly but obstinately holding his place; and he
sprang upon the steamer almost before the gang-plank was lowered.
" That is Frank," Violet exclaimed when they could only see his figure
outlined against the white wall of a warehouse; I would know him as
far as I could see him."
He had come from Cairo to meet them, and had stood there for
hours awaiting the arrival of the steamer. Violet threw herself into
his arms, but he gently disengaged himself and hurried first to his
mother. Bird thought that he had not seen her, but he turned so
quickly toward her after his mother had released him, that she knew
he must have recognized her as he passed. This is indeed a delight-
ful surprise," he exclaimed, as he took her hand. Violet, why did you
not write that Miss Orchard was with you? "
The words were only the commonplaces of politeness, but there was
an earnestness in his manner which meant more.
We brought her quite against her will," Violet replied; and her
coming was as much of a surprise to Bird and to us as it is to you."
And Bird added truthfully, Violet is quite right; I did not intend
coming, and I really ought not to have done so."
One day was enough for the sights of Alexandria. Mr. Remington
was chiefly interested in the traces of Napoleon's campaign, and in'the
great break-water built by English enterprise. The travellers drove
about the city, visiting the ruins of ancient Alexandria; and they


agreed that the finest relic was Pompey's Pillar, a column of beautiful
red granite, ninety-eight feet in height.
Eliot Warburton has well said: The ancient, city has bequeathed
nothing but its ruins to modern Alexandria. All that is now visible
is a piebald town, one half European, with its regular houses, tall and
white and stiff, the other half Oriental, with mud-colored buildings
and terraced roofs. The suburbs are encrusted with the wretched


hovels qf the Arab poor and immense mounds and tracts of rubbish
occupy the wide space between the city and its walls. Yet here luxury
and literature, the epicurean and the Christian, philosophy and com-
merce once dwelt together. Here stood the great library of antiquity.
Here the Hebrew Scriptures expanded into Greek under the hands of
the Septuagint. Here Cleopatra, vainqueur des vainqueurs du monde,
revelled with her conquerors. Here St. Mark preached. Here Amer
conquered, and here Abercrombie fell."
After spending the night in Alexandria, they set out for Cairo by
rail. There was something incongruous in the English cars, the.
guards in European clothes; but as they neared Cairo, and saw its


domes and minarets, and, best of all, the Pyramids rising before them,
they felt that at last they were in Egypt.
I am fascinated with Cairo," the young man said, with its beauti-
ful mosques, it kaleidoscopic bazars, its museum of Egyptian archae-
ology, its wonderful environs, and, above all, its life. Sometimes I wish
that I were an artist, that I might paint the different types, -the
Bedouins, the Turks, the negroes from the Upper Nile, the Copts,
the Jews, and the Europeans of every nationality. It is a meeting-
place of the races, and it makes me think of the description of the day
of Pentecost; for here are 'Parthians and Medes and dwellers in Meso-
potamia, Cretes and Arabians, Jews and proselytes,' and all the rest.
It is an ever varying panorama of which I am never weary."
He took them to Shepherd's Hotel, near the beautiful Ezbekiyeh
Gardens, in which they walked that evening after dinner.
One can forgive the Khedive many abuses," said Mr. Remington,
" since he has created this beautiful spot and thrown it open freely to
the public."
Electric lights threw the shadows of the palms in beautiful patterns
in the broad walks. What does it make you think of ? Violet asked
as they walked upon the magical carpet.
"'And they strewed palm branches in the way,'" her brother replied,
quickly catching her meaning.
Bird changed the subject at once, remarking on the beauty of the
lotus flowers in a fountain-basin near by and the feathery papyrus and
the strange and brilliant flowers. They gave the next day to the bazars,
-little shops which lined both sides of the Shoobrah and other streets.
The houses on either side were tall, with projecting upper stories, and
bay-windows latticed with turned rods brought the two walls of the
narrow street still nearer together, while the space between was roofed
over with matting, giving a grateful shade and coolness for the pedes-
trian. The'Turkish merchants sat cross-legged on their counters
among their wares, of which they seemed a part. They generally



wore white turbans, vests of striped silk, and an outer robe of a soft,
faded tone which would have delighted an artist,- citron, crushed straw-
berry, olive, dull blue, chocolate, maroon, peach, or old gold. One ven-
erable carpet merchant with a long gray beard formed a picture worthy

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of Fortuny, with his background of beautiful rugs. There were velvety
Persian carpets in the wonderfully harmonious colors which only
the Persian knows how to mingle; old Samarcand rugs and Damas-
cus saddle-bags; shaggy gay-patterned blankets of fine goat's-hair
from Turcoman tents; Kis Kelim portieres and red Bokhara rugs
of geometrical design, or scrawled over with barbaric figures remotely
resembling uncouth birds and beasts; hangings from Bagdad, with
quotations from the Koran embroidered in the decorative Arabic
characters; silky Daghestan divan rugs, which caught the light with
an iridescent sheen; and Tunisian prayer rugs, in pattern a Moorish
arch, whose point the owner always turns toward Mecca at the hour
of prayer.
There was the soap and cosmetic bazar, situated near the Bath,
where the air was heavy with. orange flower and lotus, ottar of rose
in gilded flasks from Constantinople, jasmine of Aleppo, sandal-wood,
and musk, and where thin curling scrolls of incense rose from deli-
cately wrought brass censers, diffusing frankincense, aloes, cassia, and
all the perfumes of Araby. More pungent were the odors which
assailed one from the tobacco and snuff bazar, where a great cliff of
Latakia tobacco was flanked by graceful nargiles, whose bubbling
rose-water and coiled serpentine tubes with amber mouth-pieces in-
vited the smoker. The brass and copper bazar, with its display of
trays of every size, engraved, hammered, damascened, wrought in vari-
ous fashions, in repoussee and filagree, etched and inlaid, shining like
the emblazoned shields of knights at the armorers' tent in some tour-
ney of Saladin, formed a warlike background to the social, slender
coffee-pots, the incense burners, and household implements. A real
armorer's booth was near at hand with a great array of yataghans
and scimitars, ancient and modern, with arabesque designs and blood-
thirsty mottoes damascened upon their blades, bits of mail that may
have been handed down from the Crusaders, or may. have been
cleverly imitated in Birmingham and sent out to Egypt to deceive


Cockney collectors, together with the long Moorish firearms and all
the picturesque arsenal of a Bedouin marauder.
The girls found it interesting to stand in a niche and watch the
great polyglot river of humanity that surged by, and to note the
bazars that most attracted them. Here would pass an Egyptian lady
on a donkey led by a servant. She is closely veiled, but displays one
bare braceleted arm. She sits astride; and though she may wear
jewelled slippers, her feet are stockingless. The girls watch her as she
pauses at the bazar of silks, and the merchant unfolds light floating
gauzes shot with silver and gold or sprigged with pink flowers, sump-
tuous embroideries of richest colors or heavy with gold, rose-colored
silks, and filmiest linens and tissues.
An Egyptian gentleman drives by in an English open carriage, pre-
ceded by a sais or running footman. He pauses before the niche
devoted to old manuscripts. There are some mounted Janissaries
clattering down from the Citadel; they will stop no doubt at the old ar-
morer's. No; they make straight for the bazar of sweetmeats,-a most
mouth-watering corner, where they select from the various candied
fruits some "lumps of delight" as the Smyrna fig-paste is called, and
the fierce soldiers ride away munching it with the satisfaction of school-
girls. Here come some wild-looking dervishes, with matted hair and
idiotic faces. They are religious fanatics; perhaps they will join the
Egyptian gentleman who is bargaining for a beautiful copy of the
Koran. Not they; the horde stops at the fruit bazar, where they stuff
themselves with melon, burying their ugly faces in the luscious cres-
cents with swinish rapacity, for it is not Ramazan, the morn of fasting,
and let us feast while we may. Here are some Bedouins from the
desert in robes and turbans. One is a sheik, as rich and venerable as
Job after the Lord rewarded him for all his trials. What can he want
in the great metropolis? Violet guesses a. pipe. He would look so
patriarchal, calmly smoking one of those nargiles. But the sheik
finds his way at once to the slipper bazar, and purchases, not a capa-


cious pair of yellow morocco slippers for his own feet, but two tiny
pointed things of violet velvet, embroidered with real seed-pearls,
for which he pays the round sum of twenty-five dollars. Truly, the
act 'speaks a whole volume of romance concerning some Fatima or
Zuleika awaiting his return. An English family pass next, led by a.
Syrian dragoman in baggy trousers and braided jacket. He leads.
them to the Khan Khaleel, a quarter of the goldsmiths'; and here the
merchants patiently open their treasure caskets, and the chattering
girls try on bangles and necklaces of sequins and barbaric tusks and
cat's-eyes, as the uncanny Egyptian stones of translucent Egyptian
quartz are called, whose peculiar opalescence is caused by filaments,
of asbestos, with which they are shot. Violet is fascinated by the-
goldsmith's bazar, and would waste her substance in riotous anklets;.
but Frank restrains her, and begs her to defer purchasing until she
has seen the jewels of the ancient Egyptian princesses preserved at
the Boulak Museum. Then," he says, with a great air of superiority,
"you will not care for any of these cheap trinkets." But Violet is.
doubtful, and Mrs. Remington cannot be dissuaded from purchasing a.
nest of the pretty octagonal tables inlaid with mother-of-pearl which
are to be found at the bazar of furniture. And Violet urges, They
will be so jolly for afternoon teas."
Frank disapproves of these purchases, and hurries them from the-
too fascinating bazars to the great museum.
As they enter, it seems as if the curtain of the centuries had been
pushed aside and they were present at some reception given at
Thebes by Rameses the Great and his loved wife Nefer tari, for
here just within the Great Vestibule are gathered portrait statues.
of royal personages of many different dynasties. These statues are
painted and dressed, wear jewels, and some of them are startlingly life--
like. The two which struck the girls as most remarkable were the-
statues of the Prince Ra-hotep and his sister the Princess Nefert.
Miss Amelia B. Edwards says of them: Of all known Egyptian.


statues these are the most wonderful. They are probably the oldest
portrait statues in the world, that is to say, these people who sit
before us side by side, colored to the life, fresh and glowing as the
day when they gave the artist his last sitting, lived at a time when
the great pyramids of Gizeh were not yet built, and at a date which is
variously calculated as from sixty-three hundred to four thousand years
before the present day. The princess wears her hair precisely as it is
still worn in Nubia, and her necklace of Cabochen drops is of a pattern
much favored by the modern Ghawazi. The eyeballs, which are set in
an eyelid of bronze, are made of opaque white quartz with an iris of
rock-crystal enclosing a pupil of some kind of brilliant metal. This
treatment gives to the eyes a look of intelligence that is almost
appalling. There is a play of light within the orb, and apparently a
living moisture upon the surface, which has never been approached
by the most skilfully made glass eyes of modern manufacture."
They found the collection of jewels of which Frank had spoken
a most curious and interesting one. Queen Aah-hotep has left a
most complete set of necklaces, rings, and other ornaments, while
all the little articles of feminine luxury, toilet accessories, lamps,
perfume-bottles, and mirrors interested the girls intensely. Frank
hurried them by these however, to show them one particular mummy,
-that of Rameses II., the Pharaoh of the Oppression.
I do not think I am very clear in my understanding of Egyptian
history," Violet said as they strolled through the halls of the Museum.
" I wish, Frank, you would tell me just which king was the Pharaoh
we read of in connection with Moses."
There were two kings who successively iuled Egypt during
the life of Moses," Frank replied. We read in Exodus II. 23 of
the one whose daughter adopted Moses, and who oppressed the
children of Israel, that 'the King of Egypt died,' and in the next
chapter another Pharaoh .is spoken of,- the one under whose reign
the great plagues were visited upon Egypt, and from whom the chil.


dren of Israel finally escaped. The first is generally spoken of as the
Pharaoh of the Oppression, and is undoubtedly the great conqueror
and builder Rameses II., the Sesostris of classical writers. The sec-
ond wa.s his ignoble son Menephtha the Pharaoh of the Exodus."
"Please explain to us in what the greatness of Rameses con-
sisted." It was Bird who spoke, and Frank, always quick to respond
to her requests, replied at some length.
Rameses came to the throne when only a boy of seven, about
1322 B.C. He began his career as victorious general in the fifth
year of his reign, when he defeated the Khita, and many of their
princes and nobles were drowned in the River Orontes. This war
lasted until his ninth year when he took Salem, the ancient site of
Jerusalem, and other Syrian cities; and in his twenty-first year a
treaty of peace was made between the two nations, and Rameses
married a Khitan princess. A tablet commemorating his victories
has been found as far north as the Passes of the Lycus near Beyrout.
After this he led his army southward and subdued, Ethiopia, establish-
ing Egyptian viceroys. He then established a navy which per-
formed exploits upon the Mediterranean. Having tired of conquest,
he directed his attention to architecture, and built many of the most
remarkable monuments which exist to this day at Thebes, Abydos,
Tanis. At Gerf Hossayn, Wady Sabooah, Derr, and Aboo Simbel
he founded and embellished magnificent temples. He built entire
cities, constructed canals and artesian wells, equipped a navy, em-
ployed thousands of architects, sculptors, and painters, and an incal-
culable number of slaves and captives as builders. It was his delight
to leave his own colossal portrait statues in his favorite temples, and
to cover their walls with the histories of his exploits; so that, as
Henry Brugsch Bey writes in his fascinating History of Egypt,
'the number of his monuments is so great and almost countless,
that the historian finds himself in difficulty where to begin.' The
Ramesseum or, as it is sometimes called, the Memnonium at


Thebes is possibly the most magnificent of these remains. It is a
succession of pillared courts. A colossal statue of the king lies in
the first, and it has been calculated that the stupendous figure, when
entire, must have weighed over a thousand tons."
Was the Ramesseum the tomb of the great king?" Bird
"Rameses seems to have intended that it should be, and for a
long time savants believed that among its underground chambers
the -nausoleum would be found; but these researches were in vain, and
the mummy was finally discovered, in 1881, carefully concealed in a
subterranean tomb in the heart of the mountain Biban El Mulouk
not far from Thebes."
How did they ever find the hiding-place ? Violet asked.
The story of the discovery has been told by Mr. Wilson in the
Century Magazine. These are the main points, as I remember them.
Four Arab guides lived in some tombs beyond Luxor, and these men
had been in the habit of selling to travellers antiquities consisting of
funeral offerings and even scarabees bearing the cartouch or seal
of Rameses, which was immediately recognized by Professor Maspero,
the director-general of the Boulak Museum. Detectives were put
on the track. of the Arabs. They were imprisoned, and I fear tor-
tured, and at last one of them confessed that they had discovered a
tomb away in the desert hills. Herr Emil Brugsch Bey, curator of
the Museum, immediately accompanied the man to the spot. A well
or shaft was pointed out, which had been filled in with loose stones
piled as carelessly as possible. The curator at once set a gang of
Arabs at work to clear out the well, and this done, fearlessly had
himself lowered to the bottom. It was an intrepid act; for although
he was armed to the teeth, he had only one man among that company
of natives whom he could trust,-his faithful assistant, whom he had
brought from Cairo. The Arabs knew that he was about to deprive
them of their source of revenue, and could easily have tumbled him


into the well, with his assistant, and piled in the stones again upon
their mangled bodies. But they did nothing of the kind, and Herr
Brugsch found himself safely at the bottom of the well fronting a
long subterranean passage, which led far into the heart of the moun.
tain. A torch was lowered to him, and he soon found that the
passage was lined with metal, alabaster, and porcelain vases, draperies
and ornaments, and presently mummy-cases. Plunging on he at
length reached the tomb itself, a chamber thirteen feet by twenty-
three, and six feet in height. Here were thirty-nine mummy-cases,
some of them of great size, painted and gilded; and the curator knew
that he was in the burial chamber of a dynasty of kings and queens.
He hurried back to the open air, almost overcome with excitement
at the glorious prize. I have copied into my note-book his relation
of the circumstances. He says, 'It was almost sunset then. Already
the odor which arose from the tomb had cajoled a troop of slinking
jackals to the neighborhood, and the howl of the hyenas was heard
not far distant. A long line of vultures sat upon the highest pinnacles
of the cliffs near by, ready for their hateful work.'
There was but little sleep in Luxor that night. Early the next
morning three hundred Arabs were employed. The coffins were
hoisted to the surface, were securely sewed up in sail-cloth and
matting, and then were carried across the plain, of Thebes to the
steamers awaiting them at Luxor. A careful examination proved
that the mummies found were those of the most illustrious monarchs
of the most glorious period of Egyptian history. Queen Hatasu,
King Thothmes, and King Rameses II. himself were among those
identified with absolute certainty. Look at the face of Rameses and
compare it with these photographs of his statues at Aboo Simbel, at
Memphis, at Thebes, and the likeness is sufficiently apparent, -the
same high bearing of unconquerable resolve and overweening pride,
even in the shrivelled features of death. Now notice for a moment
the coffin. Its shape displays the flowing lines, of the Egyptian


Renaissance. It is carved to represent the king himself; his crossed
arms rest upon his breast, the right hand holds the whip with which
he chastised his enemies, his left the sceptre with which he governed
his people. The body itself was wrapped in rose-colored and yellow
linen finer than the filmiest gauze, with lotus flowers scattered between
its folds. And here are the cartouches of Rameses painted upon the
The girls passed on, examining and commenting upon the other
mummies. Emma, who was fond of quotations, repeated the follow-
ing lines to a mummy as they left the room: -

"And thou hast walked about, how strange the story!
In Thebes's streets three thousand years ago,
When the Memnonium was in all its glory,
And time had not begun to overthrow
Those temples, palaces, and piles stupendous,
Of which the very ruins are tremendous.
"Perchance that very hand, now pinioned flat,
Hath hob-a-nobbed with Pharaoh, glass to glass,
Or dropped a half-penny in Homer's hat,
Or doffed thine own to let Queen Dido pass,
Or held, by Solomon's own invitation,
A torch at the great temple's dedication."

This visit to the Museum had the very effect which Frank had
hoped for. Modern Cairo lost a little of its glamour. The bazars
were no longer so fascinating as they had been. History laid its
hand upon them with a potent spell, and they were all eager for. the
trip up the Nile, with its loitering beside ancient cities, magnificent
temples, and lonely tombs.
It was at Boulak that they selected their dahabeeyah or Nile boat,
for it is here that they are moored for the trip up the Nile. There
are sometimes over two hundred of these house-boats to be seen wait-
Sing here to be engaged by travellers for this interesting journey. The
girls looked at several of the boats, and found one that seemed very
pleasant and home-like. The captain, Ali Hassan, knew no English;


but the steward, a young Sicilian, Giulio Santoro, by name, spoke a
little of half a dozen languages, and as he sententiously remarked, "Ze
boat need not to praise; he spik for herself." The boat had been
named The Lotus," by some former English occupants, and they
had left little traces of their presence in the way of muslin curtains,,
tastefully looped with old rose ribbons. There were hanging book-
shelves too, still containing a few volumes of Tauchnitz, Eber's
Narda," best of all, which Violet after reading determined to in-
terlay with photographs of the scenes mentioned; and there were
steamer-chairs with tempting cushions on the upper deck, and flower-
pots of blossoming plants, and a hammock with a canopy of mosquito-
netting such as Brazilian travellers use when voyaging up the Amazon.
All this decided them, and the boat was speedily engaged; and one day
when the wind blew southward" the great lateen sail was spread and
they drifted up the mysterious river. For sixty days they sailed in
company, but as this is only a record of their journeyings in Bible
lands we can give no record here of their delightful voyage. We
cannot describe their excursions on donkey-back to visit tombs in
the interior, and a memorable one to the two Colossi of Thebes, the
vocal Memnon who saluted the dawn with a strange hollow note of
greeting, -a device of the priests or the action of the sun's rays.
They. loitered long at Karnak and Luxor. They picnicked in
wonderful columned halls; they filled the cabin with the pretty As-
siont ware, and bought scarabs and other antiquities, many of them
doubtless forgeries, from pretty Arab children. They copied inscrip-
tions, and Emma even studied hieroglyphics. Violet sketched, and Bird
sat and let all the wonderful panorama pass by her, intent on each.
object, each detail; and though she was apparently inert as compared
with the other girls, she was storing up impressions which were to bear
fruit'in the future.
Phile, they all agreed, was the most beautiful spot on the Nile.
It was hard to tear themselves away from it. At the Second



Cataract, a little above Aboo Simbel, they turned and floated down
the river, more mysterious than ever, it seemed to them, from the
tantalizing glimpses which they had had.
"I must make the voyage again," Bird said, "after I have pre-
pared myself to profit by it by severe study."
I appreciate your feeling," said Emma, and every one that I
have known who has been abroad has told me that if they could
only have known beforehand on just what points to inform them-
selves, their tours would have been of far greater value to them."
They had nearly completed their return voyage. The great pyra-
mids, in the vicinity of Cairo, were in sight before they quite realized
that it was nearly over.
Violet lamented sincerely., I wish it might last forever," she said,
"and we go on and on without any dreadful break in our enjoyment."
"But we are going on and on," Frank said, "with the only
difference that our journeying vill now be by caravan, if we make
the -Sinai excursion; I fail to see anything very dolorous in the
You forget," Emma said, that Bird leaves us at Cairo."
Is this true?" the young man asked anxiously.
Yes," Bird replied; I expect my father to meet me at Cairo and
to take me off your hands. I have been left until called for, like a
package, for a long time."
I am glad that we are to meet your father," said Mrs. Reming-
ton. Perhaps he will consent to make the Palestine tour with us."
There was a strange look in Bird's face, and a quick hot flush
which Mrs. Remington noticed but could not understand. "Yes, I
am glad we are to see her father," the troubled mother said to her-
self; Frank seems much interested in the girl. It is time for us to
inquire into her antecedents."
But at Cairo there was only a letter from Bird's father, stating
that he was on his way, and would meet her at Port Said in a fort-


night. No one was really disappointed. It was pleasant to be
together a little longer, and they had by no means exhausted Cairo
before going up the Nile.
One perfect day in March, Frank proposed that they should
make an excursion to Heliopolis. As Bird was an excellent horse-
woman, he provided a saddle horse for her and one for himself, while
the rest of the party were driven in an open carriage. They set
out on the Abbaseyeh road, by way of Kubbeh, Matariyeh, and the
Virgin's Tree. The air was delicious, and after a frolicsome canter
they walked their horses quietly side by side, talking on the many
subjects which the view along their way suggested.
Why do we make this visit to Heliopolis ?" Bird asked. "Is
there anything of special interest in the place? "
"Not a great deal now," Frank admitted; "but once, under its
Egyptian name of On, it was a great and luxurious city, and the seat
of one of the most celebrated universities of the world. You re-
member that Joseph married a daughter of a priest of On, and
Moses was doubtless educated here. I confess that all Egypt as
well as Heliopolis interests me most when it touches Bible history.
It is wonderful and delightful to see how modern discoveries in this
old land verify the sacred record. I made a most interesting caravan
trip across-the peninsula of Sinai, following the different, tracks
which have been held by scholars as the course taken by the children
of Israel in their Exodus, and I have persuaded Father, so that now
he is in favor of our all making the trip together. It is an expen-
sive one, but not dangerous or uncomfortable; and I assure you
that camping in the desert is a very pleasant experience, especially
when one has so good a dragoman as my Mohammed."
You must tell me about the excursion some time," Bird replied,
"but I do not think I would care to make it. I am not interested
in discovering the ashes of the different camp-fires which the
Hebrews built in their very tiresome journey. I cannot see, either,



why you are so fond of these ancient Jews, since you despise modern
ones. Is it simply because their history is preserved in the Bible ? "
I think not," Frank replied thoughtfully. I admire the great
personality of Moses. I think he was one of the grandest men that
ever lived, -just the one to confront the great Rameses. And
the story of Joseph touches me, too. It is an exquisite romance
and poem. People read and study the Bible in such a stupid way,
until they become blind to all its beauties. I wish some novelist
would write the stories of Joseph and of Moses, developing the
human interest which lies hidden in the ancient sacred story,, and
make us believe that they were living, breathing men, talented,
ambitious, passionate, but consumed, each of them, by overmastering
aims of such nobility as to make their lives sublime. If we could
only realize that they actually lived, right here, and were as intensely
human as Cleopatra, for instance, it would be a great gain."
"It would be a fascinating thing to do," Bird replied. Your
enthusiasm is contagious. I have half a mind to try my hand at
such a romance."
Do," Frank besought. I believe you would succeed."
But Bird shook her head provokingly. I don't care for those old
Hebrews," she said, "just as you do not care for modern ones."
But I don't see why you take that for granted," Frank replied;
"I think the Jews of all ages a most interesting people. I have
several learned friends who are Jews."
Indeed ? Bird asked quickly.
Yes; they live in Jerusalem, and have been very kind to me. I
mean to have my parents meet them if I can get them to overcome
their prejudices."
They had been riding along a beautiful avenue shaded with
sycamore-trees, and bordered with lemon hedges. Luxuriant gardens
and pleasant country-houses were scattered on either hand. Feathery
palms gently waved their plume-like branches. The shining foliage of


orange and lemon trees was interspersed with the large ornamental
leaves of the castor-oil plant, notched as though for decorative design,
and the fine gray foliage of the olive.
"What villa is that? asked Mr. Remington from the carriage.
It is the palace of the Koobah," Frank replied, built by Ismail
Pasha for his son the Khedive. And this beautiful plain has been
enriched by two great battles,-one in 1517, when Sultan Selim made
Egypt a Turkish province; and later, in 1800, when the French
defeated the Turks."
They stopped to see the Virgin's Tree, an ancient sycamore, which
grows near the village of Matariyeh, in whose shade the Holy Family
are supposed to have rested during the Flight into Egypt. A fence
had been built about it by its owner, to protect it from the ravages
of relic-hunters, and beside the fence sat a young Coptic woman
holding a beautiful babe upon her shoulder.
"She seems to be posing for us," Bird said. "I wonder if she
fancies that she will gain our sympathies by enacting this pretty
It is possible," Frank replied, but all the same she is a mother
and poor, and we will not refuse her."
The woman smiled back her thanks, and ran after them with
branches from the sacred tree. Bird drew rein and took them from
her; but it was evidently only to please the poor woman, for as soon
as they were out of her sight she threw them away.
They drank of the Virgin's Fountain, which is said to have been
brackish until, Our Lady having bathed in it, the waters acquired
their softness and excellence;" but they looked in vain for any plants
of the Balm of Gilead which Cleopatra caused to be transplanted here
from Jericho.
Only one obelisk remains at Heliopolis of the many that once
adorned the university city. The girls had studied the one in Central
Park, New York, and had been much interested in the articles written


about it at the time that it was brought across the ocean. They wan-
dered about the town, which is surrounded by ancient brick walls,
which it is thought were formerly those of the university, bounding
the great court in front of the Temple of the Sun, while the old city
extended far beyond the limits of the present one.
One feature of their ride was the first near view which they had
obtained of the desert, as their road skirted it for a portion of the way,
and they could look away across the tawny rolling waste for miles.
Does it not appeal to you? Does it not call you? Frank asked.
"I feel as if I had a drop of Bedouin blood in my veins; and the
caravans of the desert exert the same magnetism upon me that the sea
and shipping does upon young boys."
They returned in the late afternoon by way of the Citadel, pausing
there to obtain the beautiful view of Cairo by sunset. They stood to-
gether on the parapet of the south-west end of the Mosque of Mohammed
Ali. The city lay beneath them; all its evil sights and smells, its
squalor and noise, had vanished in the distance. What they saw was a
transfigured Cairo, pure and beautiful, bathed in rosy light, its minarets
touched with gold, and its domes burning in the sunset fire. Far
away in the distance the Mediterranean blended with the sky, and the
old, old pyramids of Memphis seemed the rose-colored silken tents of
some travelling caliph. The Nile crept down from the Soudan, a
silver thread; and in the east the Red Sea verified its name, for its
waters seemed turned to blood.
Over there is Sinai," said Frank. "Will you not write and ask
your father to allow you to make the pilgrimage with us? We had
such a happy time together on the Nile. Though perhaps it is
presumption for me to fancy that you enjoyed it as I did. It is
cruel of you to go away just as we are becoming such good friends.
Say that you will not desert us. I am certain that you will never
regret it."
Bird did not seem to understand him, for her eyes were fixed on


the desert horizon; and when she spoke, her reply seemed to bear
no relation to his question."
"And those friends of yours in Jerusalem, what were their names ?"
"Baumgarten; and they were a most interesting family. The old
grandfather looked like a rabbi in his black skull-cap and white beard,
with his deep-set black eyes. He was a very noble and learned man.
He read to me from the Talmud, and I deeply admired and respected
him; but I loved most his daughter-in-law, Mrs. Shear Baumgarten
the dear house-mother. I was ill in Jerusalem. I had a fever, and
she took me in and nursed me. I think she saved my life. Her
husband was away in Europe, acting as an agent for a Jerusalem
Hebrew Colonization Society, and I did not meet him; but I feel sure
that I would like him too. I loved dear Mrs. Baumgarten; she was
so motherly and kind I used to pity her because she had no children
of her own. She had two once, she told me, but lost them."
Bird's hand trembled as she shaded her face. "But she was
happy, this friend of yours, was she not ?" she asked.
She did not seem unhappy, and yet she would sit often with a far-
away longing in her face, which made me sure that she was thinking
of her lost children. I never knew a woman of such intense mother-
liness. She treated me as though I were her son."
"And I have no doubt that you were a great comfort to her. I
thank you for it."
I don't see why you should thank me, since she is a stranger to
you; and we have quite wandered from the matter in hand. Will you
go with us to Sinai? I ought to have been seeking for arguments
to convince you that this is the proper thing for you to do under
the circumstances, instead of gossiping about the Baumgartens."
I am convinced," Bird replied. "I will telegraph my father,
asking his permission to make the pilgrimage."
There was a glad triumphant look in her eyes as she added to
her own heart: I need no stronger argument; he loves my mother,
and he is not ashamed to say so."




HIS was Bird's secret: she was a Jewess. How
much of pride and indignity was comprised in the
word! All of the glory and the wrongs of her race,
all its nobility and its humiliation.
S Her grandfather, Bariah Baum'garten, was a learned
man, who looked earnestly for the hope of Israel. Bird
could remember his venerable appearance and his earn-
est prayers, which ended invariably with the words
Next year in Jerusalem," signifying his hope in the
immediate restoration of the Jews to their ancient country.
There was a long blessing which he repeated before his meals, in
which he besought, Build Jerusalem, the holy city, speedily in our
days, and lead us quickly thereto, and cause us to rejoice in its
rebuilding, and to be satisfied with its goodness."
He had named his son after the son of the prophet Isaiah Shear-
jashub "the remnant shall return; while his own name signified a
fugitive," and had belonged once to a descendant of David who was a
captive in Babylon. A captive and fugitive he always regarded himself.
He was aged when his son removed to America, and the change nearly
broke his heart. We should be journeying to the East," he would
say, and not turning our backs upon the sacred city."
But he was too old to go alone where he would, and his son
brought him to New York, where he was never happy. I want to


be buried in the Valley of Jehoshaphat," he said; I shall never sleep
peacefully unless my head is pillowed on Jerusalem earth."
We will have some sent for, Father," his daughter-in-law would
say cheeringly; "enough to fill a coffin pillow, and you shall have
your heart's desire."
But this was not
What he wished, and
She fretted the entire
-m family with his own
His son, Bird's fa-
make hther, was a very differ-
ent type of Hebrew.
Sordid, worldly, mate-
rialistic, his soul had
shrivelled until his
aims and desires were
AND JEHOSHAPHAT. concentrated upon
money getting. He
had lost all the hope and aspiration which ennobled his father's char-
acter, and he had become one of those objectionable Jews, acquain-
tance with whom tends to strengthen all our prejudices against the
race. It was true, however, that unjust conditions had helped to
make him what he was, and that in a different environment Shear
Baumgarten would have developed into a more lovable character.
He smarted under the sense of intolerable injuries; and he hated the
so-called Christians, who displayed so little of the spirit of Christ. He
had fought his way, and had made himself rich; but as he reached
the afternoon of life, he became weary with the struggle.
If he live a tousand year, a Jew, he neffer haf one chance," he
said, in the broken English which forty years in England could not
correct; better you butt your head to a stone wall as make some com-


petion wiz a Christian. I am so tired of zis fighting, fighting. If I
could find some country for my children where their race would make
to them no difference, I would pay any money. But in every nation
it is ze same. I hear ze fine ladies on ze hotel piazza at Long
Branch say of my wife, 'She is such a nice lady. What a pity she is
a Jewess!' Now, why do they say zat? Is it a sin ? Is it a disease ?
They say of my boy at school, 'Yes, bright leetle fellow head of his
class, good morals; but you better not let your son associate too
much wiz him. You know zese early friendships you cannot so easy
shake off by and by -and he is a Jew. And my leetle girl at ze
dancing-school, -ze prettiest child zere, ze most stylish, dressed
in a pink silk zat becomes to her very much, wiz chewels, real
diamonds eardrops zat cost thousand dollars. All ze leetle poys
make their bow very polite ; at first her card. is full of partners; she
haf three bouquets; enough candy to make her sick. By and by
ze mothers come'to see zoze dance. They ask, 'Who is zat beau-
teeful leetle girl ?'
"' Baumgarten ? What Baumgarten is zoze ?'
"'Baumgarten and Levy. Wholesale and Retail Dealers in Ready
Made Men's Clothes. Big business, first-rate, honorable men; very
"' But Jews?'
"' Oh, yes, Jew.'
"After zat my leetle girl sit alone on ze bench, -what you call
a wall-flower. No flowers, no beaux, no candy. Ze ugly leetle girls
zey laugh and whisper. Ze bad leetle poys, zey sing when zey go
home some impudent song about -
Old Solomon Levi,
Old Sheeny Levi.'
My leetle girl she cry, and will no more go to dancing-school. And
me myself, when 1 go to a hotel ze clerk hand me a brospectus, -
'No Jews.' I am blackball at ze Club. No Jews. I tries to contam-


inate myself wiz Tammany. Oh, yes! I can vote zoze ticket, I
can pay zat bills, but I cannot be nominated for ze Assembly. I ask
ze reason of my friend. He hand me one leetle pocket looking-glass
and say, 'My friend, you see ze reason zare. Zat was no Irish nose.'
I tell you I haf no chance."
Shear Baumgarten's son, Bird's brother, was of a still different
type. He spoke English perfectly, and though his features were of a
decided Hebrew cast and he inherited much of the Hebrew character,
he shared in none of its religious or race sympathies. Further removed
from his grandfather's ideas than even his father, he had the baseness
to be ashamed of his ancestry; and when his schoolmates taunted him
with it he felt only mortification, with no rousing smart of indignation.
If I could only get away from our past," he said to himself day by day.
I am as bright as other boys, and would have as good an opportunity
to succeed as they, but I can never do it with this brand upon me."
Shortly after their removal to America the father and son had a
serious conference on the subject.
"You are right, Elipheleh," said the father. As a Jew you can
neffer attain some social consideration among Gentiles, efen in Amer-
ica. If you feel as you do, zare is but one course for you to pursue.
We can zoze Legislature petition, and change your name to some good
Yankee name, and so you can begin one new life in zis new country
wiz so good a chance as anybody."
Elipheleh could not conceal his delight. And no one need ever
know that we are Jews!" he exclaimed.
"No one need know you to be a Jew. For your mother and me,
it is different. We haf live our life already; it is too late zat we
Elipheleh's face clouded. But I am known as your son, and if
we remain together the plan is not practicable."
"I haf thought justly of zat," replied the elder man. You are as
yet but a poy; no one knows you already but your poy friends; and if


you leave them now, in four, five years you will all haf changed so as
it is impossible to know each ozer. Listen: zis is ze plan I make
to ourselves. Your mother and I will go back to Europe. I haf
one scheme which will make me some business zere. We shall
make all our friends to understand zat you go wiz us; but not so.
Instead of zat I will put you under your new name at some boarding-
school. You are now eighteen, but smart at business for your age.
I will put some money in ze bank to your credit. After one year
at boarding-school, you can enter yourself at Harvard, and make for
yourself an American education. When you shall decide what
business or profession you will make, zen I will make a new provision
to you. I will not stand in your way. You shall haf just so good
a chance as zough your father he were not a. Jew."
If Shear Baumgarten had thought that his son would be deterred
from pursuing this plan by any sense of filial love and gratitude,
he was mistaken. The young man was thoroughly selfish, and he
grasped the opportunity with avidity.
When the scheme was announced in family conclave, Mrs. Baum-
garten's motherly heart at first revolted; but when its advantages
were impressed upon her, she disguised the pain which it gave, and
entered upon on all the arrangements with a smiling face. She even
went further, and with rare self-abnegation said: A plan which is
so good for Elipheleh must be equally desirable for Zipporah. Our
daughter should haf just so good opportunities as our son."
Elipheleh, who loved his sister as far as his selfish soul was capa-
ble of the feeling, begged her to share his new life with him.
Go to some American school while I am in college," he pleaded;
"and then when we graduate we will live together and be so happy.
You will be my housekeeper and companion, and we will each attract
to our home the friends we have made at college and school; we will
carry on our music together, and live for each other."
He did not think for an instant that the mother's claim upon her


daughter was stronger than his own. But Zipporah thought of it,
and said, -
I will do whatever mother wishes;" and the mother self-sacrific-
ingly chose the life which she thought best for her child.,
The Baumgartens petitioned for a change of family name for
their children which should be equivalent to a translation, as Baum-
garten is the German equivalent for orchard. Zipporah, too, signi-
fies a bird, and influenced the choice of a Christian name for the
daughter. Elipheleh decided on the English name Edward. His
mother lamented the loss of the old name, which was once borne by
David's harper, and signified whom God makes distinguished."
"I wish we could find an English name with ze same meaning,"
she said. I fear you may lose ze blessing in losing ze name."
Never mind, Mother," the young man replied confidently; "you
will see -that I shall make myself distinguished."
He was very enthusiastic. It was as if a terrible incubus had
been lifted from him, and he felt now that there-was hope that any
efforts he might make would be crowned with success.
The elder Baumgartens hastened their departure. The hearts
of mother and daughter nearly failed them at the last; and it was
only after Mrs. Baumgarten's promise that she would surely send for
Bird if she needed her, and when Bird was assured by her brother
that she could give up the plan whenever she wished, that the girl
finally consented to the separation.
The plan was never fully explained to the old grandfather. If it
had' been, he would have cursed his recreant race and have turned his
face to the wall and died. Shear Baumgarten's business scheme for
which he intended to relinquish America was one in which the old
man could sympathize; for his son had become the agent of a so-
ciety for assisting Jewish emigration to the Holy Land, and espe-
cially to Jerusalem. And when the patriarch heard of this, he
felt that the day of deliverance for Jacob was at hand. Shear's aims



were purely mercenary. He had no great love for Jerusalem, and
did not intend to spend much of his time there. He would travel
in Europe wherever the business of the society called him, and he
foresaw many shekels finding their way into his tenacious grasp;
but it would be well for the agent to have a home in Jerusalem.
The old father should be gratified : he would be a fetching figure-head
under his own vine and fig-tree. Besides, real estate would be likely
to rise in the Jewish quarter of Jerusalem; it was a good time to in-
vest. It might be a good plan to open a small but thoroughly first-
class hotel. Such accommodation was rare and high priced in Je-
rusalem, and Mrs. Baumgarten could carry on the establishment in
his absence. This plan was carried out; and it was in this way that
she came to meet Frank Remington, and to minister to him in his
Mr. Baumgarten, representing himself as Bird's guardian, left her
at a boarding-school in Boston, while Edward Orchard was entered
at Andover. Bird remained at the school during the summer va-
cation, and in the autumn her brother took. her to Vassar and began
his life at Harvard immediately after.
Bird's life in these two years had been solitary, and her longing
for her mother was so intense that when vacation came, learning
that her mother could meet her in Austria, she insisted on spending
the summer with her parents. But after the first joy of meeting,
she was surprised to find that her American education was already
producing its natural effect, and that her tastes were diverging from
those of her parents. She no longer cared for the things in which
they were most interested, or enjoyed the society in which they min-
gled. It was a relief to find that she could rejoin them so easily, but
she was glad when autumn came to return to college. She took up
her studies with a new zest, and found herself enjoying the com-
panionship of her class. It was true that she did not openly re-
spond to Violet's advances toward intimacy, but she secretly gave


her friend love for love, and longed to be frank with her. She de-
clined Violet's invitations to visit her during the following vacations,
and spent them at her boarding-school home in Boston.
Edward, who accepted all the invitations of his schoolmates, re-
proached her for this conduct, holding, with right, that she threw
away opportunities for making valuable friendships. But Bird re-
sented the suggestion of making her friends social stepping-stones,
and withdrew more and more within herself until the vacation be-
fore the last year of her college life, when Violet's importunities
were not to be resisted, and Bird visited her friend.
It was a visit of mingled sweet and bitter experiences. The
Remingtons were very kind. They were cultured, delightful peo-
ple. Mr. Remington had held offices of public trust with honor.
He was a man of broad views, and noble nature. Mrs. Remington
was refined, educated, and amiable. Bird felt herself drawn to them
both, and sweetly sheltered in the atmosphere of their charming
home. But one day it was suggested that they should spend a
week at Saratoga; and Mr. Remington having suggested a hotel, his
wife remarked, -
"Don't go there, Francis; it is sure to be unpleasant. You
know that hotel is patronized almost exclusively by Jews."
Bird felt her face flame, but she said nothing. Thenceforward
the perfect happiness which had so far characterized her visit was
Violet was very proud of her brother Frank. He had just com-
pleted his studies in the Union Theological .Seminary and was
about to go abroad for a year with an archeological expedition to ex-
plore the ruins of Babylon. He was at home for a few weeks, only
long enough for him to become interested in Bird without affording
any opportunity for an understanding. Bird admired this enthusi-
astic scholar, so unselfishly devoted to his mother and sister, so
courteous and respectful to herself; but she was thankful when he


went away, for she told herself that if they had remained longer in
each other's society they might have come to care for each other,
and that would never do.
Emma Constant, who had visited the family at the same time,
was apparently uninterested in the young man's personality, though
she liked to talk with him about the subjects for which he cared,-
Assyria, Egypt, and their ancient monuments.
Bird, on the contrary, did not care a fig for cuneiform inscrip-
tions, while she was immensely interested in the young explorer.
But she ran away when he sought her for a game of tennis, and
thwarted all of Violet's well-intentioned- plans to throw them to-
gether, realizing only too bitterly how great would have been her
friend's disappointment if she had known that Bird was a Jewess.
She sometimes imagined a meeting between Mrs. Remington and
her father. How haughtily the lady would have surveyed Shear
Baumgarten through her lifted lorgnette, saying to herself, if not
aloud, "So this very objectionable person is the father of Violet's
And Frank? Very likely he too shared his parents' prejudices
and would despise her when he knew that she was a Jewess. So
Bird had resolutely put even his friendship from her, and had deter-
mined never to see him again. But fate had thrown them together,
quite against her will, for the delightful intimacy of the long Nile
journey; and now that Frank had shown that he considered it no dis-
grace to be a Hebrew, that he had even acknowledged that he loved
her mother almost as he did his own, surely there was no reason why
she should fight against their friendship.
Why should she not make the Sinai trip? She knew that to her
parents it did not matter. Her mother would gladly wait a few weeks
to give her pleasure. It had been decided that she was to remain in
the company of the Remingtons until her father either came for her or
summoned her to join him. If she refused to travel with them it


would only force them to wait with her in Cairo. There was really no
excuse for her not to adapt herself to their plans.
She was sure that if she told Frank he would not think the worse
of her for her parentage. Then why not tell them all, and have this
weight of secrecy and deceit removed ?
This was the test that told Bird that all was not quite right even
now. If Frank would not be shocked by the revelation of her ances-
try, she knew too well that the others would; and could he as readily
forgive the long course of deception, the feigned name, and double
life? That was the mistake, that was the wrong, and she bitterly
repented ever having entered upon it.
Her better nature came to the surface, and she determined that she
would not take this tempting trip, but would tear herself away at once
from her pleasant surroundings and go at once to her mother. She
would leave a letter for Violet to read after she had gone, explaining
all, and from henceforth lead an honest and open life which might be
known and read of all. She could not bring herself to confess the
truth before she left, and she knew that her friends would object to her
leaving; and to strengthen her own resolution she sent the following
cablegram to her father: Telegraph me that I must come home at
once." There! she thought, that settles everything. I can explain
when I see him, and the Remingtons cannot urge me to remain when
I have my father's peremptory order to come to him."
Having written her cablegram, Bird intrusted it to their dragoman,
Mohammed, to be sent. Mohammed was a character in his way. He
could read and write in several languages, and. had been a professional
letter writer. He had accompanied Frank Remington on all his
eastern wanderings. He understood four languages, was invaluable
in many ways, and was deeply devoted to him. A more faithful crea-
ture could not have been found. As Frank said, he took care of him
as though he were a baby, anticipating his wants and obeying imagi-
nary orders. He was profoundly puzzled by Bird's telegram. What

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could it mean? The young lady was evidently enjoying the society
of her friends, she could not wish to be summoned away from them.
He kept it an entire day, striving to understand the case. Suddenly
an inspiration came to him. The change of one little word would
make all clear. Evidently Bird had intended to write, Telegraph me
if I must come home at once." Having settled the matter to his own
satisfaction Mohammed sent the telegram with this change, said noth-
ing of what he had done, and went about with the serene and benevo-
lent expression of countenance of a man who has accomplished his
duty under trying circumstances.
There was still much to interest them in Cairo; and as the next
day was Friday, Frank took them to the Mosque of El Akbar to see
the dancing dervishes. Their ceremony took place in a round hall,
surrounded by a sort of rotunda which was filled with visitors. No
one was allowed to sit. The musicians in an upper gallery began a
weird, wailing performance on flutes and little drums, and the der-
vishes entered. Their sheik seated himself upon a prayer rug and
the others bowed most obsequiously to him. Presently the dervishes,
throwing off their long wraps, stepped forward and began their dance,
which consisted simply of whirling round and round rapidly, and still
more rapidly, until their white skirts, although weighted down, stood
out in a circle.
Their eyes were closed, and they were evidently striving to make
themselves dizzy, for when so, the soul, as they believe, oblivious to
outward things is withdrawn into the spirit world.
The same afternoon they saw the howling dervishes at their con-
vent in Old Cairo. They were wild-looking men, with matted hair
and extinguisher shaped hats. They threw off these hats before
their service, and standing in a great circle, went through a fright-
ful sort of gymnastic exercise, rocking backward and forward and
repeating the name of Allah in concert. At first this bowing was
slow and solemn, but as the trumpets sounded more loudly and in


quicker time, the heads bobbed faster and farther, backward and
forward, and "Allah! Allah!" was shrieked more loudly and fiercely.
Sometimes it seemed as if their necks must be dislocated, so far
did they throw their heads backward. As they became more and
more frenzied, they shrieked, they groaned and bounded, and one
fell fainting at Violet's feet, grasping her dress in his clinched
Violet uttered a faint scream. Help!" and a young English-
man in a semi-military uniform knelt at her side and attempted
to open the stiffened fingers.
Oh, never mind my gown!" Violet exclaimed. He is dying!"
Not at all," replied -the young man; and using his white hel-
met as a fan, he succeeded in a few minutes in bringing the dervish
to consciousness. He looked about him in a dazed, bewildered
way as the Englishman raising him to a sitting posture remarked:
"There, my good fellow, you've carried your monkey-shines a
little too far, you know. Here, take a sniff at the young lady's
smelling-salts. No, no, they are not good to eat !" But he was too
late; the fanatic had burned his tongue with the sal-volatile, and
he now made such horrible contortions that Violet, thoroughly
frightened, hurried away, without waiting for the return of her
Violet's artistic sense revelled in the mosques of Cairo. Her
favorite was that of the Sultan Hassan at the foot of the Citadel.
It is partly built with the casing stones of the great pyramid, one of its
minarets is the highest in Cairo, and the mosque itself is considered
by many the finest specimen of Arabian architecture in Egypt.
There is a legend that at its completion the architect's hands were cut
off that he might never design a more beautiful building. Such
were the rewards with which the sultans encouraged the arts.
The Rameleh Place back of the mosque is the starting place
for the Mecca pilgrimage and the rendezvous for religious riots.


The day after their visit to the dervishes, the party drove out
to Gizeh to see the pyramids. It was an experience never to be
forgotten. These three great pyramids, with whose distant aspect
they were so familiar, lie about ten miles west of Cairo. The
largest is the great pyramid of Cheops, the oldest and largest
building in the world. It was old when the Parthenon was built, when
Solomon dedicated the Temple, when Moses spread the Tabernacle,
and even when Abraham, a wandering sheik, visited Egypt.
It covers thirteen acres and towers to a height of four hundred
and sixty feet.
Details in figures are soon forgotten, and rarely help the imagi-
nation to comprehend grandeur. The computation that this pyra-
mid contains over six million tons in solid masonry does not make
its enormous bulk loom before us, though the statement that
three hundred thousand workmen were employed for ten years in
its construction does give a little idea of the immensity of the
There is only one word which is big enough for it," Bird said,
and that is tremendous. It is simply tre-mendous."
The young people were all good climbers, and they performed
the difficult task of mounting to the top. Two Arabs pulled in
front and another lifted or pushed in the rear. Enthusiasm car-
ried them to the top and back, but they were lame for days after.
The guides spoke a mixture of many languages.
Pretty lady, good walkee. Allez doucement! I liky you. Pa-
tienza, signore; we half way now, dem halben weg, Fratilein. I good
guide, get lady top first; lady give good baksheesh. Voila, mademoi-
selle, nous voilat Bullee for you! Reposez vous un instant; two
step more, and ecco la cima!"
Emma reached the summit first; but refused indignantly the
offer of a chisel with which to engrave her name. Who knows,"
asked Frank, "but it might be as interesting to posterity as the


cartouches of the first families of Egypt which we have to deci-
pher," and he proceeded to chisel a primitive representation of a small
fowl perched upon a tree, which he asserted was Bird's cartouche.
"Where's the man who always runs down and up again in ten
minutes for as many cents ?" Bird asked; and a lithe young fellow who
lay panting on the edge rose eagerly.
No, you shall not do it," Violet said. Here is a franc, but do
not attempt it. It is frightfully dangerous and must be a terrible sight
to witness."
I wish that all these horrid, chattering Arabs would go away,"
Emma exclaimed impatiently. One ought to feel impressed by the
situation. Here we are, lifted up as on a great altar, between heaven
and earth, with all Egypt spread out at our feet. We ought to feel
the sublimity of the thing; but it is impossible to do so with Murad
entreating you to buy his antiquities, Ibrahim pointing out all the
minarets of Cairo, and Suleiman expanding on the excellence of his
The top of the pyramid was not a mere point, but a platform some
thirty feet square, with a big block affording convenient seats, and
there was room for the entire party to rest very comfortably.
I wonder why the pyramids were built," Violet mused. They
seem so out of all proportion as mere tombs."
I fancy, however, that they have no other reason for being,"
Frank replied. I have explored the long passage which leads to the
two chambers in the heart of the pyramid. One of them contains an
empty sarcophagus."
Can we see it ? Bird asked eagerly.
I would not advise you to make the attempt. It is a much more
difficult task than the climb we have just accomplished. The passages
are so low that one must stoop almost crawl to get through them.
Moreover, they are dark, slippery, and stifling, and the result does not
repay the exertion."


Is there not some theory that the pyramids show that the ancient
Egyptians were versed in geometry and astronomy? Emma asked.
"That is evident from the construction of the great pyramid,"
Frank replied. Its sides face exactly the four points of the compass,
north, south, east, and west. Then each side of the base measures
three hundred and sixty-five and one-fourth cubits, which is exactly
the number of days in the year, with the six additional hours. It is
even said that the builder must have been familiar with the problem
of squaring a circle, for its height is to the circumference of its base as
the radius of a circle is to its circumference. There have been theo-
rists who have made it responsible for their own ideas in a way which
seems to me very absurd, making it a sort of petrified Bible, full of
divine wisdom and prophecy. These theories would doubtless greatly
astonish its designer if they could be explained to him."
The descent of the pyramid was even more difficult than its ascent.
As Bird described it afterward, each step was only like jumping down
from a dinner table; but when this was repeated over a hundred times
the fun of the performance was lost in its monotony.
All were very weary and glad to rest at the inn, not far from the
foot, where they had arranged to dine.
After dinner they strolled out to visit the Sphinx, who keeps guard
near by. He is a colossal creature, with a man's head and lion's
paws. Many other sphinxes are to be found in Egypt, but this is the
grandest. The ruins of a temple were discovered at a little distance
from it, and sacrifices were offered on an altar, fifty feet long, between
its paws.
As they went in to dinner they turned to observe the shadow
of the pyramid as the sun goes down, so well described by Miss
"That mighty shadow, sharp and distinct, stretched across the
stony platform of the desert, and over full three-quarters of a mile of
the green plain below. It divided the sunlight where it fell, just as its


great original divided the sunlight in the upper air, and it darkened the
space it covered like an eclipse."
It was moonlight now, and the stars were shining, lustrous, and
seemingly near. It was as if they had recognized the pains taken by
the young tourists to mount and pay them a friendly visit, and had
dropped down a little as a return of the courtesy.
They stood on the altar space in the embrace of the lion-headed
Horus, who had assumed this disguise, according to the old myth, to
vanquish Typhon, the Spirit of Evil, and understood the secret of the
Sphinx. To conquer evil one must be lion-like and brave, and even a
hero cannot do this without superhuman aid.
They drove back to Cairo in the soft night, the moonlight throw-
ing its phantasmagoria over the mightiest of tombs and the enigmati-
cal Sphinx looking after them with stony, sleepless eyes.
It is a fitting end to it all," thought Bird. The telegram that
calls me from this pleasant companionship is probably waiting for me
at the hotel."
A subtle mental magnetism suggested the idea of the telegram to
the others, and Frank said cheerfully: You ought to have heard from
your father today, Miss Orchard; and if his answer is propitious you
know we will start on Monday."
It must be exactly as Father telegraphs," Bird replied; and you
must promise not to make it any harder for me if he refuses his
We promise,". Violet replied; "and you, dear, must not think of
any other excuse if he leaves it to -your choice, or we shall doubt
whether you care for us."
And Bird, anticipating the peremptory order, Come home imme-
diately," promised, The telegram shall decide."
Mohammed stood in front of the hotel awaiting their return, and
he waved aloft a bit of colored paper. Telegram come this morning
just after you start," he said. I read him; it' all right," and Moham-
med smiled benevolently.

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But you had no right to open the telegram," Frank protested.
"I want to see whether better I get horse and take it out to
pyramid after you. But no, it not worth to spend the money. There
no hurry; telegram can wait. It all right."
"Then Bird can go with us!" Violet exclaimed. "Oh, how
Mohammed grinned from ear to ear. Young lady go all right; "
and he added to himself, Mohammed very wise man, Mohammed
very kind man. Mohammed change that one little word, make every-
body happy."
Meantime Bird, who had no suspicion of the way in which her
telegram had been altered, read with stupefaction: No haste.
Remain with your friends until they arrive at Jerusalem."
A wild idea of pretending that the telegram summoned her to
leave immediately flashed through Bird's mind. But no: Mohammed
had read and announced its contents,, and they were already rejoicing
that she was to remain. She had fought against her fate in vain; a
kind of reckless feeling that she had no longer any responsibility in
the matter came over her. Let happen what might, it was not her
fault; it was Kismet, or fate.



OHAMMED had a not agreeable surprise
also for Frank. While they had been
away, two Englishmen had besought him
; i to act as their dragoman as far as Sinai,
i. where they expected to be met by Bed-
ouin guides who would escort them on
Q to Palestine by the way of Petra. As it
-.- would be very little more trouble to pur-
vey for a party of eight than for six, Mohammed had agreed to
do this; and the gentlemen would' join them at Suez. The entire
party were indignant.
"You have no right to do this," Frank exclaimed. "I have
engaged your services, and you cannot serve any one else without
first quitting me."
Mohammed protested his devotion; nothing could make him leave
so good a master. The trifling duties which he would perform for the
Englishmen would not prevent his doing his entire duty by his
present master. Moreover, the Englishmen were willing to pay exactly
as if they alone had engaged the cook and all the servants necessary
to their equipment, which would greatly reduce the expense of the trip,
as Mohammed intended that all of this profit should accrue to Frank.
They were brave men also, possessing an entire arsenal of arms; one


of them was an officer of the Royal Engineers. They would serve as a
military escort, and the party be much safer for their presence. Mr.
Remington and Frank felt the force of these arguments, and their
anger cooled.
Mrs. Remington was still indignant. "We do not know these
gentlemen, and I cannot consent to admit them into the intimacy of
our family without a suitable introduction. Call on them, Frank, and
see whether they are desirable additions to the party, and what cre-
dentials they can offer."
Impossible. They have gone on to Suez, where they expect to
meet us."
I think it very cool and impertinent in them to imagine that we
could receive them in this way. It is not our fault if they are disap-
pointed. We will simply inform them when we see them that
Mohammed had no right to make the arrangement, and that it is
quite impossible."
But reflect, my dear," suggested Mr. Remington, that if these
gentlemen should prove unexceptionable they might be a pleasant
addition to the party."
Mrs. Remington was inexorable. Their names Dr. Marcher
and Captain Blakeslee, as reported by Mohammed-were utterly
unknown to her, and as chaperone of three attractive girls she
could never consent to so irregular a proceeding. Mr. Remington
might make what apologies or explanations he thought best when
they met the gentlemen in Suez.
The next afternoon, as they took a little farewell stroll in the beau-
tiful Ezbekiyeh Gardens, Violet confided to Bird the fact that one of
the gentlemen who wished to make the caravan trip with them was
the young English officer whom they had met at the service of the
howling dervishes.
How do you know this ? Bird asked.
He returned my vinaigrette to Mohammed with this note, -


Miss Remington will be glad to know that the dervish who fell at her feet in a fit
has entirely recovered. Captain Blakeslee has the honor to return her vinaigrette, and to
congratulate himself on the prospect of so novel and delightful a journey in Miss
Remington's company.' "

Your mother would be furious if she knew this."
She does know it. Of course I showed it to her. I never have
any secrets from my mother. What are mothers for, I should like to
know, if not to advise us in such matters ? She was not furious, but
simply gravely displeased with the young man's effrontery. 'This
proves that I was right,' she said; these people evidently have
no idea of the safeguards with which Americans surround their
daughters.' It was a presuming thing to do, and I am glad the
young man has been taught a lesson."
They left Cairo by rail in the morning for Suez, passing rapidly
through the Land of Goshen, a little south of the Wady TumilAt,
the region supposed to have been assigned to Joseph's brethren on
their settlement in Egypt. It is still one of the most beautiful dis-
tricts of Egypt, and is watered by the Sweet Water Canal running
from the Nile to Suez. At the eastern end of this canal was the
region called Succoth (a place of tents), the rendezvous of the chil-
dren of Israel, for their great desert journey. It was called Thuku-t
on the Egyptian inscriptions.
In Oriental cities the plain outside the gate used as the camping-
place for caravans is called the Soc, -a word evidently of the same
derivation. This was very vividly impressed upon my mind when I
saw the Mecca pilgrims encamped in the Soc outside the city of
Tangier in Morocco.
The principal city of Succoth was Pithom, whose site has been
lately discovered, near Ismalia. This was the treasure city mentioned
in the first chapter of Exodus, which the children of Israel built for
Pharaoh. Miss Edwards thus describes its discovery:- It was in
February, 1883, that M. Naville discovered the foundations of a forti-


fied city or store fort. In one corner were found the ruins of a
temple built by Rameses II. The rest of the area consisted of a
labyrinth of subterranean cellars or store chambers, constructed of
sun-dried bricks. In the ruins of the temple were found legends
engraved upon statues giving both the name of the city, Pa Tum
(Pithom), and the name of the district, Thuku-t (Succoth). Even
the bricks bear eloquent testimony to the toil of the suffering colo-
nists, and confirm in its minutest details the record of the oppression,
some being duly needed with straw; others, when the straw was no
longer forthcoming, being mixed with the leafage of a reed common
to the marsh lands of the delta; and the remainder, when even this
substitute ran short, being literally 'bricks without straw,' moulded of
mere clay crudely dried in the sun."
Frank was all enthusiasm. He was sure that Pithom was the
usual camping-place for caravans going east, as Birket el Haji, near
Cairo, is the rendezvous for the great annual caravan for Mecca.
You don't pretend that you can identify the entire itinerary of the
children of Israel ? asked Mr. Remington, a little' incredulous.
But Frank asserted confidently that this could very nearly be
done. There are three theories," he explained, about the route of
the Exodus. The first is derived from the Arab tradition, which
locates the crossing of the Red Sea several miles south of Suez, where
the sea is twelve miles broad. Another is one invented by Dr.
Brugsch, who plausibly identifies the Hebrew camping-stations with
disputed localities in the north of Egypt, and supposes that the chil-
dren of Israel crossed, not the Red Sea at all, but the Sirbonian Lake,
which was frequently swept dry by winds. This theory twists the
Bible account beyond probability, while the Arab tradition makes the
miracle unnecessarily stupendous. The route accepted by the major-
ity of Bible scholars is, that the crossing took place at the head of the
gulf, a little north of Suez, which is here less than a mile wide, and
abounds in sandbanks which become islands at low water."


Dr. Philip Schaff advocates this theory as follows: "In ordi-
nary times, many a caravan crossed the ford at the head of the
gulf at low ebb, before the Suez Canal was built; and Napoleon,
deceived by the tidal wave, attempted to cross it on returning from
Ayun Musa in 1799, and nearly met the fate of Pharaoh.
"The question (as regards the miracles) is whether God sus-
pended the laws of Nature, or whether he used them as agencies
both for the salvation of his people and for the overthrow of his
enemies. The express mention of the 'strong east wind,' which
Jehovah caused to blow 'all the night,' decidedly favors the latter
view. The tide at Suez, which I watched from the top of the
Suez Hotel, is very strong and rapid, especially under the action
of the north-east wind. This wind often prevails, and acts power-
fully on the ebb tide, driving out the waters from the small arm
of the sea which runs up by Suez, while the more northern part
would still remain covered with water, so that the waters on both
sides served as walls of defence or entrenchments to the passing
army of Israel. In no other part of the gulf would the east wind
have the effect of driving out the water. Dr. Robinson calls the
miracle a 'miraculous adaptation of the laws of Nature to produce
a desired result.' The same view is adopted by other modern
scholars. It does not diminish the miracle, but only adapts it to
the locality and the natural agency which is expressly mentioned
by the Bible narrative."
On reaching Suez the tourists found that their would-be com-
panions had made a little trip up the canal, and had left word that
they would meet the Remingtons the next day, which was the date
set for the departure of the caravan.
Mrs. Remington wished to start immediately, leaving a curt
letter of explanation for the Englishmen; but Mohammed protested
that if they were not to be allowed to. travel in their company he
was bound to see that they were provided with another dragoman


and all the necessary retinue, and that it was absolutely necessary
for him to see them personally in order to arrange matters. Frank
too, wished to drive out to Bir Suweis, about two miles from Suez,
where are ruins supposed to be those of Migdol, the tower or fort
near which the children of Israel made their last encampment be-
fore crossing the Red Sea. Mr. Remington and the ladies, with
the exception of Bird, who announced that she had some writing
to do, spent the day in exploring Suez, and in watching the great
ships just in from their long voyages from India and China, from
Ceylon and Australia and the Malay Peninsula, from Madagascar-and
the eastern coast of Africa and the far away islands of the Pacific, -
all of these lands being brought closer to Europe by the Suez Canal;
and their strange shipping moored beside iron steamships from the
Clyde, and English men-of-war. Violet counted the flags of thirteen
different nationalities, an inspiring and suggestive sight. Moham-
med showed them the small steamer in which they were to cross the
next day, and then took them to inspect their caravan, which was
to start that night, and make the trip by land around the head of
the gulf. "I do not see," Violet remarked, "why the children of
Israel did not go that way instead of necessitating a miracle to open
the way for them."
"I have read," Emma replied, "that at the time of the Exodus
a great wall with strongly garrisoned watch-towers at intervals ex-
tended from Pelusium on the Mediterranean to the Gulf of Suez,
taking very nearly the route of the Suez Canal. When Pharaoh
pursued them, they were shut in on every side, the wall and the
sea on the west, the mountains on the east and south, and the
Egyptian army following them from the north."
Mrs. Remington's first view of the caravan 'gave her grave ap-
prehensions. There were sixteen camels laden with the tent equi-
page, provisions, -including water-barrels and chickens in coops,--
a small stove and cooking utensils, with a great variety of baggage.


And there were as many wild-looking Bedouins, who were to serve
them in different capacities.
I really tremble at confiding ourselves to the care of those
men," she said to her husband.
"Frank says that Mohammed's fidelity has been proved," Mr.
Remihgton replied reassuringly.
But he and we are completely in their power, if they should
decide to carry us off and hold us for ransom. I wish we had two
or three English soldiers as escort."
"But that would add immensely to the expense and inconven-
ience of the trip."
Mrs. Remington flushed slightly and hesitated. "If we only
knew something about the two gentlemen who wished to join our
Mr. Remington seized eagerly at the first sign of relenting on
his wife's part. I inquired at Cairo, my dear," he replied, "and
Captain Blakeslee is well known. He was in the relief expedition
which General Woolsey sent out to Khartoum after Gordon. He
is very highly spoken of. The other gentleman is a tourist, recently
arrived in Egypt, a physician. Think how convenient, my dear,
if any of us should fall sick to have a physician in the party."
I should never trust my case however desperate with any one
but Dr. Trotter," said Mrs. Remington, emphatically.
But as Dr. Trotter is in Spuyten Dyvil and there is no tele-
phonic connection between the Desert of Arabia and his office,
if one of the young ladies in our party was taken suddenly ill or
was bitten by a serpent, it might be well to have medical advice
at hand."
Mrs. Remington wavered. "We will wait one day longer," she
said to her husband. "Tell Mohammed to hold back the cara-
van until we have met the Englishmen. Perhaps we can arrange
for them to accompany us without actually associating with them.


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We might manage to let them have a separate dining-tent. At
any rate, it is probably wisest to see them and talk the matter
The donkey boys of Suez besieged them in very much the same
fashion as those of Cairo. Each boy has a different name for his don-
key which he thinks will appeal to travellers of different nationalities.
In talking with a Frenchman he will assert that M. de Lesseps named



this beast Bernhart; to an Englishman he will swear that it was
called Annie Laurie, by the Prince of Wales, on account of its sweet-
ness of temper, while an American will learn that this donkey was
christened Yankee Doodle by General Grant because it beats all
the world.
On their return to the hotel Violet found Bird absorbed in her
writing. Sheets of closely written MS. lay on the floor, and her
cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright. After dinner she again shut
herself up in her room and continued her task, much to the disgust of
Frank, who longed to explain his explorations to her. Emma was
quite as much interested in the inscriptions which he had copied, and
had really made some progress in reading hieroglyphics; but strange
to say, Frank preferred Bird's appreciation to hers.
The next morning as they were seated at breakfast a note was
handed Mr. Remington.
It was from Captain Blakeslee. My uncle desires me to say,"
he wrote, that as we wish to make some explorations in this vicinity
we will not be able to join you until the day after to-morrow; and he
trusts that this delay will not seriously inconvenience you, as he is
anticipating much pleasure from your society and that of the ladies."
Mrs. Remington paled with indignation. "This decides the
matter," she exclaimed; "we set out at once."
The man certainly has a good deal of presumption," Mr. Rem-
ington replied; and Mohammed was ordered to put another drago-
man in communication with the two strangers, and to give orders for
the immediate departure of their own caravan.
Accordingly, in a few hours they crossed the gulf in a little steamer
and were met on the Arabian side by their caravan. After a ride of
about two hours they reached their first camping-place, Ayun Musa
or the Wells of Moses, a small oasis in the desert. Here they found
a number of springs of water, a little collection of Arab huts with their
gardens and palms, which reminded them of Elim "where were twelve


fountains of water and three score and ten palm-trees." The gentle-
men took a bath in the Red Sea; and the girls visited the Arab huts,
bought some fruit of the half-naked children, and rested at Moses'
Well. Does not this call to mind that beautiful hymn about Elim? "
Emma asked.
I do not think I remember it," Bird replied, and Emma repeated
one verse,-
Calm me my God, and keep me calm ;
May thine outstretched wing
Be like the shade of Elim's palm
Beside her desert spring."

The sun had been scorching, and the shade of the palms under
which their tents were spread was very refreshing. That evening the
cook served them quite an elaborate dinner, with fish and meats fresh
from the Suez markets; and after dinner the party chatted until the
stars came out. The Bedouin servants, around their camp-fire, seemed
to be enjoying story-telling, whether of pilgrimages to Mecca or tales
of the Arabian Nights there was a division of opinion.
Mrs. Remington proposed, as the trip would last three weeks, to
render their evenings less monotonous that each member of the party
should be responsible for the entertainment of the party for two
Good !" said Violet. And as Bird has been engaged in author-
ship for several days past, I propose that she begin by reading us her
story to-morrow night."
After some urging Bird was induced to consent; and the next
evening as they sat around their camp-fire, the ladies ensconced in
steamer-chairs and the gentlemen stretched upon blankets, Bird,
looking very pretty as she fingered nervously the leaves of her
manuscript, explained the scope of her story.
She had tried to throw the stories of Joseph and of Moses into the
form of a little romance with this result: -



Aback in the darlingest days of the earth,
Oh, dear old days that are lost to sight."

THERE was surprise and gossip at the court of Rameses the Great when it
was known that the. Princess Meris had adopted a foundling. Had she not a
brother Menephtah of the same age as her little favorite Mesu -on whom she
might have lavished any overflow of affection?
Menepthah as the years went by brooded over this slight, as he chose to
consider it. The two boys were at swords' points as soon as they could toddle;
for Menepthah was perpetually serving Mesu some cowardly trick, and Mesu
was quick with his fists, and had no great respect for the blood royal.
The antagonism deepened as the boys grew older and entered college
together in the ancient university city of On. The course of study for the
king's sons was somewhat optional; but Mesu chose voluntarily the severest
departments, devoting himself to the studies of the theological school, and
to the course in magic, which corresponded to our physics and natural sci-
ences. Besides these branches he applied himself deeply to jurisprudence,
mathematical astronomy, and literature. Strange to say he excelled in all.
He understood as by instinct the science of government; and the aged pro-
fessor of jurisprudence regretted that there was only a very slight chance that
Mesu might some day govern Egypt as the adopted son of the Princess Meris.
The Enchanter from Ur of the Chaldees lamented that Mesu took so little
interest in his chemical experiments, for as a wizard he might have confounded
the world; but the professor of theology was glad at heart, for he looked
forward to the time when Mesu would wear the leopard's skin as high priest
of the Temple of the Sun after their present superior should be gathered to his.
fathers. For the present, the boy's preference seemed to be literature. He
wrote poems on grand themes and in difficult metres, theses on any subject,-
masterpieces of eloquence which other students delivered, for his was the
eloquence of thought and not of speech or of presence. He had an inquiring,
philosophical mind which busied itself with first causes; and he was now at
work upon a Book of Origins, which he intended' as a history of the human
race, and which he had not yet showed his instructor.
Menephtah reviled him for a self-torturing fool, and in contrast proved
himself during his entire college course an inveterate shirk. Son of a fierce


fighter and conqueror, he was an arrant coward, and declined studying military
tactics lest the fact should procure him an appointment in the army.
The other studies selected by Mesu were as little to his taste; but, since he
must make a pretence of studying something, he entered his name as a special
student in a department lately founded and endowed by his father, that of
architecture and decorative art. Rameses had a passion for architecture. At
this time he was directing additions to the great temple of Karnak, and had


finished for the Princess Meris the jewel-box pavilion of Medinet Habou.
Accomplished architects and artists lectured and taught at the University, and
Menephtah became a dilettante artist and critic. The creation of beautiful objects
proving on trial too laborious, he decided to collect them only; and his rooms
soon became a veritable museum. Statues and paintings, furniture of the
choicest woods, instruments of music, gorgeous birds, stuffs and jewels, but
above all pottery, were to be found here in profusion. A china closet volcano
seemed suddenly to have become active and to have spurted plates, jars, cups,
and vases over the walls and shelves. Jugs, bowls, and uins appeared in the
general upheaval to have caught on every projection. Porcelain figurines,


colored blue with oxide of copper, bushels of glass beads, full of wavy lines
and braided colors like those of Venetian workmanship loaded plaques and
trays or were stored in tiny cabinets.
Mesu viewed this collection with intense scorn. Can man be created to
fritter away his life with such toys? he asked contemptuously; and he added,
" Rightly art thou called Menephtah, devoted to Nepthys, the lady of the
house, who bears upon her head as her emblems a house surmounted by a
dish. A house could furnish ample room for thy ambition, and the decoration
of a bowl is an all too difficult problem for thy weak intellect."
Menephtah could think of no sarcasm with which to express his rage, and
so resorted to epithets, calling Mesu Jew and slave, as the most insulting terms
which he could devise. It was a random shot, but Mesu turned pale and his
lifted arm stiffened. What if Menephtah possessed the clew to his unknown
origin? He brooded over the suspicion in secret, and recalled the tenderness
of his Hebrew nurse, and the sisterly affection of her daughter Miriam. Once,
too, when she brought the rather unlovable little boy, Aaron, to play with him,
the servants had commented upon the resemblance between them. It came to
him as a revelation that this was his family, the despised race his kinsmen.
He grew more moody and eccentric, and lost favor with his professors as he
had with his fellow-students. He became argumentative and even quarrel-
some, striving, apparently, to trip up his preceptors and mortify them before
their classes. He studied in a freakish way, now probing a subject more
deeply than his instructors, and astonishing them by his erudition, now ap-
pearing in the class-room utterly unprepared, and giving as his only excuse
his opinion that the subject was unworthy of consideration. He was at vari-
ance with himself and the existing order of things. He began even to cavil
at religion.
To him, as to all educated in the mysteries of the Egyptian religion, Ra, the
sun-god, was only a symbol for the Ineffable.
"The Egyptian devotee never attributed to Ra or to Anubis the actual pos-
session of a human body with either the beak of a hawk or the snout of a
jackal," says an able Egyptologist. The entire pantheon of symbolic gro-
tesques "was regarded simply as a metaphor to convey to the mind's eye the
attributes of a being who was himself inconceivable and indescribable."
This was true as regarded the educated classes; but the masses were falling
into gross idolatry, and this troubled Mesu. He wrestled mightily in argument
with his theological professors, begging that the central fact of the One God might
be distinctly announced and explained to the multitude. But that curse of
priestcraft the possession of secrets considered too sacred for human nature's



daily food could not be broken; and the older priests replied with the argu-
ment that such knowledge would be dangerous for the ignorant, and that they
would immediately lapse from all religious rites into infidelity, an argument
which Luther doubtless resisted, and which many timorous leaders of our own
day have fastened as a padlock over their own liberal ideas. But Mesu was
fearless. Better infidelity to a religious system than infidelity to God; and in
his inmost heart he determined that when he stood before the altar as an
initiated priest, the whole truth should be bravely proclaimed.
His other studies were carrying him into as deep waters. He had a hot argu-
ment with his professor of political economy on the subject of slavery. These
Hebrews who were working in the murderous mines, who were hewing stone and
burning brick under the lash of the task-master, to build the palaces and temples
of Rameses, -why should they be made to serve against their will? Why
should they not receive a fair reward for their labor? One after another of the
university faculty shook their heads and groaned in spirit over Mesu. He is
becoming restless and insubordinate," said the High-Priest-President. "He is
blossoming into an agitator, an abolitionist, a political conspirator," said the
professor of jurisprudence. "He is paying too little attention to his astronomy,
to his literature, to his magic," said the professors in these several departments.
"He is paying decidedly too much attention to his theology," said the occupant
of the theological chair. If he goes on he will revolutionize the religion of
Egypt; he is a young man of very dangerous heterodox ideas."
"What shall we do with him, gentlemen?" asked the high priest, drum-
ming uneasily on the arm of his presidential chair.
"Discipline expulsion," was suggestively whispered from various quarters.
He is the favorite of the Princess Meris," replied the high priest. We
have always been lenient to members of the royal family. Certainly if any
one deserves discontinuance it is that dolt Menephtah, and yet his name is still
allowed to disgrace our catalogue."
The reverend dons fell to thinking severely, and some under the protracted
mental strain fell asleep, to be awakened sharply by the entrance of a royal
courier with a message from Rameses.
He desires that panegyrics to himself be inscribed on either side of those
to Thothmes III., on the two great obelisks before our college."
"But that is a very difficult as well as dangerous undertaking," spoke
up the art professor, who was also master architect. "No one will tdo
it voluntarily, be the reward ever so great; dizzy scaffoldings must be erected,
and the graver mount by ladders or be hoisted by ropes to the summit. One
downward glance, and he would fall a lump of senseless flesh upon the pave-


ment. Let the King send some condemned criminals for this office. We
shall need at least four, for we must count on killing three before the task is
The courier bowed deeply. The prison is empty; my royal master sug-
gested that the work might be done by students of the University."


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A groan of consternation broke from the lips of the high priest. "And
which of our beloved boys shall we dedicate to certain death?"
Mesu," replied the professor of theology, with alacrity; "and if we are
so fortunate thus to be rid of him, Menephtah, the scandal of the college, can
complete the work."


And may Typhon grant," replied the art professor, "that the work com-
plete him."
While the faculty of the University were in session, Mesu, unconscious that
his life hung in the balance, walked before the college. The two obelisks of
Thothmes III. stood before the pylons of the temple. He had seen them
every day, and had felt a sort of kinship for them, standing so silent and soli-
tary, pointing upward with significant finger before the unthinking, unheed-
ing rabble of boys who played about their bases. The students in his early
novitiate had nicknamed him The Obelisk," because he too was solitary and
silent. A hesitation in speaking had excluded him frorn the school of oratory,
and as they ridiculed his stuttering he became more and more taciturn, a
thinker and not a babbler. One of the obelisks in especial he came to re-
gard as his double self. It was closely written over with hieroglyphs. A long
line ran down the centre of each face, the inscription of its founder, Thoth-
mes III., a panegyric to that sovereign, and to the sun-god, adored particu-
larly in this city. The hawk was dedicated to the sun because it seemed to
soar nearest the fiery orb, and on the obelisk Thothmes was called the, -

"Golden hawk
Who has struck the kings of
All lands approaching him,
After the commandment
Of his father Ra.
Victory over the entire world
And valiance of sword are at
His hands
For the extension of the limits
Of Egypt,
The son of the Sun,
Thothmes the life-giver."

Other obelisks stood amid the sphinxes and temples of On, but none had
interested Mesu as had this one.
To-day he noticed that its shadow pointed straight to an older and taller
obelisk of Osirtasen I. Mechanically he paced the long line of shadow, and
found its point resting against this other obelisk, exactly opposite a small
crevice between the monolith and its base. He slipped his.fingers within the
crevice and drew from it a time-yellowed bit of parchment closely covered
with hieroglyphic writing. Placing it in his bosom, he carried it to his cell
and studied it far into the night. It was only a diary and package of letters,
written apparently by the wife of Zaphnathpaneah; but it interested him deeply


enough to drive all moody and revengeful thoughts from his breast for that night
at least, for the decision of the faculty regarding the fate of the two boys was
not announced until the next morning."

Bird paused suddenly. The camp-fire has gone out," she said.
"I think you have had enough for one evening, and I will say, 'To
be continued in my next.' "
You are most .provoking," Violet said; "you have not only
broken off the history of Mesu, or Moses, at a most exciting point,
but you have introduced a mysterious packet of letters whose
contents we are eager to know, and our curiosity has a double
"Which will you have first ?" Bird asked, the fate of Mesu
or the story which he has just discovered? "
Mesu can wait," Emma replied, in a matter of fact way. We
all know that he must have survived the obelisk ordeal, so that our
interest is not of the breathless kind that hangs upon a fate in un-
certainty but only a lively interest in how you will manage it.
Whereas these letters, I strongly suspect will treat of one of the
most entertaining historical romances to be found, not only in the
story of Joseph in the Old Testament, but in any literature."
Following then the example of the Thousand and One Nights,"
said Bird, on the next evening, I will interrupt my main narrative
to give you another and an older legend. As Mesu found it, it was
written in the form of a diary with appendices in the way of scraps
of correspondence; but its links will be better understood if I take a
little liberty with the material and present it in the following con-
nected form."



S~WAS noon at On, some five centuries be-
fore the time of Mesu. Not a breath of
wind flapped the banners falling inertly
from the masts in front of the huge
pylons of the temple of the sun-god Ra.
The obelisks of Thothmes III. had not
been reared, but the sky-piercing mono-
lith of Osirtasen I. pointed straight upward to its
divinity, with no shadow path leading east or west from
its foot, though certain crouching figures blotted against its
eastern base waited panting and fainting for a rim of shade
-- to mark the first hour of the afternoon.
Pi1 The obelisk occupied an elliptical plaza bordered by a
stone coping oin which certain astrological emblems were
sculptured. From its foot to the rim ran brazen rays forming a vast dial, on
which the creeping shadow marked the hour. The obelisk itself was capped
by a bronze flame which seemed to quiver upward, a perpetual burnt offering.
This apparatus had been constructed by the priestesses of the seminary of
Neith, the goddess of the heavens, the Urania of the Egyptian mythology.
The wives and daughters of the priests of the sun-god were members of this
seminary, and devoted themselves to the study of astronomy, calculating prob-
lems and recording the equinoxes and other curious data from the mystical
figures on the coping over which the shadow pointer passed. Some of these
computations, chronicled upon rolls of papyrus have perished with the lost arts;
a few were garnered by the Magi, and carried by the Saracens into Spain,
serving as tables by which the Arabian astronomers read the stars from the
Giralda in Seville, the first astronomical observatory in Europe. The observa-


tions of the priestesses of Neith were chiefly solar, for their study was a part
of their religious cult; and like the obelisk, everything at On pointed toward
the sun. The pyramids of Memphis were near, and to these they sometimes
made excursions. The chief passage, in the great pyramid of Gizeh was con-
structed at such an angle that the Pole Star could be studied from its inmost
heart. The pyramids were devoted also to the sun, but to the sun of the under-
world, absent during the night, and lighting as they supposed the unknown
regions of the dead. The obelisks, on the other hand, were dedicated to the
glad day from its rising to its setting, the sun at the two horizons." The


pyramids are on the left of the river, the sun-set side, universally assigned to
the necropolis and the dead. The obelisks stand upon the right side, before
the palaces in the cities of the living. They were representations of a pencil
or ray of light, such as would often be seen darting vertically -downward
through the crevices of gathering clouds."
On at this time the reign of Apophis, the last of the Hykshos dynasty,
-was the second capital city of the world, "famous for its temples, palaces,
fortifications, and its ecclesiastical schools. It stood upon a lofty plateau of
rocks and sand, surrounded by deep canals and broad lakes, bordered by
papyrus meadows and sycamore groves," a city of fashion as well as erudition,


of luxury and wantonness as well as religious fanaticism. But the two worlds
kept apart; and while the court sported in the palace pavilions, Potiphe Ra -
the high priest of the temple college ruled his students with a severe regime,
and the gentle priestesses of Neith were as pure as the lotus lilies in the temple
tanks. Purest and gentlest among the train of star worshippers, was the
daughter of the high priest. Just as the sun reached the meridian, the brazen
gates of the seminary parted and a slender girl crossed the burning plain which
stretched between them and the obelisk. She was dressed in the fine white
linen of the priestly class; her robe was knotted at the bosom and confined by
a golden belt whose clasp represented the winged orb of the sacred sun. Her
bare brown arms were bound with blood-red cornelian and coral armlets, and
her perfumed hair hung in many finely braided tresses from beneath the
Egyptian head-kerchief of silk and silver tissue. She held a measuring-reed,
and advanced toward the,obelisk to measure the almost imperceptible shadow
rim at its foot. The figures leaning against the base of the obelisk rose respect-
fully and made way for her as she came. They were only slaves of the captain
of the King's body-guard, waiting while their master paid his offerings at the
temple of Ra; but they were not unimpressible or without some innate appre-
ciation of beauty and goodness, for the youngest among them murmured as the
novice approached, "It is as though the staff were a stalk and she herself
the lily." She took her measurements with downcast eyes and was returning
silently to the seminary when the youth who had spoken toppled and fell upon
the sand.
"Ra be merciful! exclaimed one of the elder slaves; it is the sunstroke.
Gracious lady, we crave of you a little water for the lad. He is from a northern
clime, and the arrows of Ra are too strong for his weak head." The girl turned
and cast a startled glance at the handsome youth, lying in a strange death-like
trance at her feet, and then sped away like a frightened fawn, returning in a
few moments with water in a crystal cup from thJ temple tank. They had
drawn his head within the narrow margin of the shadow, and the girl noticed
that it was not closely shaven like the Egyptians', but covered with rings of
softly curling black hair. His complexion was lighter than her own, and his
eyes But as soon as she saw them languidly open, she fled away again more
swiftly than before; and this time the seminary gates did not reopen.
For days afterward at noon the young slave exposed himself to a sec-
ond attack of sunstroke by haunting the vicinity of the obelisk. But other
maidens came from the gates to measure the umbra, and he spoke to none of
them. He came not only at noon but at sunrise and sunset as well, for at these
times also the nymphs of Neith made their observations. One afternoon as he


lay in the shadow-path, Asnath, the daughter of the high priest, came again.
He saw her bending over the stone circumference and transferring the hiero-
glyphics which the shadow diameter touched to a wax tablet, and he rose
quickly and approached until his shadow also fell across her hands.. She
started, and he drew from his tunic the crystal gpblet in which she had
brought him water, saying simply, I have brought back the cup, 0 maiden
whose name I know not, filled to the brim with the thanks of the slave boy
My name is Asnath, devoted to Neith," replied the girl. The cup is my
own, and I give it to thee. It is a divining-cup; and by divination thou mayest
gain gold and purchase thy freedom. I will show thee how to use it, thou
hast but to fill it with water, and then pour into it molten lead, and from the
shapes the metal takes thou mayest foretell love and treasure, glory or doom.
There are certain charms too, which repeated over it will change any drink
it may contain into a deadly poison, or a philter for gaining the love of the
The youth smiled. Why didst thou breathe over it before thou gavest me
to drink? he asked archly; but seeing her offended look he added quickly,
"Nay, it was no charm; for Asnath is against her will beloved by all. I accept
thy gift; and when Yusouf is a freeman he will stand before thee again, with
somewhat to say which he cannot now speak. Even now I am somewhat of
a diviner, for my God hath given me power to interpret dreams and visions
of the night."
Then perchance thou canst tell me the meaning of a dream which came
to me of late," exclaimed the girl, eagerly. The short Egyptian twilight was
fading across the red desert sands, and the stars hung like fire fruit over the
obelisk, but Asnath had forgotten time and place. "I fell asleep beside the
tank," she said, and before I slept I remember watching the stars reflected in
the still water. My dream came on so naturally that I could not tell when my
waking moments ended. The reflection of one of the stars, as I was watching it,
flashed and quivered, red, green, blue, and gold, floating and sinking and quiv-
ering again to the surface of the water, till I comprehended that what I saw was
not a reflection but a real star which had fallen into the sacred lake; and I put out
my hand and took it. It shone with a steady lustre like that of some great
jewel, and I placed it in the bosom of my robe, and laid my hand over it to
keep it safely; while I held it there the vision passed, and I slept long and
dreamlessly. When I awakened my hand was -empty, but I was filled with
warmth and buoyancy. I felt as if I too might float away into the soft
heavens, and glow and sparkle with the other stars upon the bosom of Neith;



and I understood that the star had sunk within my breast, and I am conscious
that it is still there, I feel so light, so light ."
The youth bent nearer. Listen, Asnath; I too have dreamed a dream.
I was hunting with my long bow and a sheaf of arrows in the desert, and I fol-
lowed a wonderful white bird, shooting arrow after arrow but never hitting it,
for it removed a few paces onward at every shot; and I was consumed with de-
sire to shoot the bird, for I longed to give it as a present to thee. At the last I


had but one arrow left, and I saw in my dream that the bird mounted straight
upward; and I knew that this was my last opportunity. But as I fitted my ar-
row to the string I saw to my confusion that it was headless. Then befell a
thing strange and wonderful: I thrust my hand into my bosom and plucked
forth my heart, and with it I headed my arrow and shot it forth into the
heavens. And the arrow changed into a shooting-star which sped through
the sky till it stood over this obelisk, when it fell, and I saw it no more, nor the
strange bird which I had followed. But when I awakened, lo! there was
a .void and an emptiness in my bosom, and I comprehended that I had lost
my heart."
"I will keep it for thee," Asnath murmured softly; but at that moment
the great gong within the seminary clashed harshly. It was the signal for the
closing of the gates for the night. She darted away, and the kiss framed by
the boy's lips fell upon the air.
Yusouf staggered homeward, grasping tightly the precious divining-cup. As
he crossed the threshold of his master's house the slaves gathered about the rem-


nants of the evening meal looked up, and one exclaimed, Lo, the dreamer
cometh! "
Years passed, and little Asnath grew into a woman with a wistful face,
which told of a heart that yearned and pined and was faithful. She had met
the radiant youth but once after their dreams had led to the exchange of their
hearts. They had agreed upon a crevice where the obelisk met its base as
their letter-box, and here leaves of papyrus were slipped-carrying messages
from one to the other.
One day, however, at a public festival, when Asnath walked in pro-
cession with the other daughters of Neith, she caught a glimpse of her hero.
He stood beside the litter of his master's wife, an imperious woman of the Cleo-
patra type, with something of the passion and ferocity of the Sphinx in her
unintellectual but beautiful face, and in her lithe, leopard-like form. The pro-
cession had reached the temple, and the Nubians bearing the litter knelt, that
their lady might alight. She waved her hand to Yusouf, who bore the ostrich
fan which shielded her from the sun; and she passed into the temple court
leaning languidly upon his shoulder one rounded bangled arm. It was in this
attitude that Asnath had last seen her lover. Months and years passed by,
and he came not, and there was no word from him in the crevice beneath the
obelisk. Each day Asnath looked within it, and found only her own last
letter entreating him in his graphic picture language to follow his star and fly
to her. The observations of ten years had been chronicled by the astronomer
priestesses, and still there were no tidings. Mechanically each day Asnath re-
corded the coming and going of the sun-god, with thoughts that wandered and
shaped themselves into something like that hymn of Dr. Watts which is also a
love song: -.
In darkest shades if he appear,
My dawning is begun!
He is my soul's sweet Morning Star
And he my rising sun."

At length a dumb despair quenched the star in Asnath's breast. She could
see only the flushed face of that clinging, bold woman, who had carried Yusouf
away from her, and all his pretty allegory of heart and star seemed to her but a
lying mockery. Her life stretched before her parched and withered, and mean-
time Nature around her had never appeared so beautiful. The rich, black Nile
land showed the moist, sooty paste of its furrows like velvet bars across the glit-
tering green of the satin meadows. Ra showered down his blessing of fruitful-
ness on the steaming, teeming land. The slaves of the temple were obliged to
build new granaries to contain the unprecedented harvest. Potiphe Ra, the


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