A King of Tyre: A Tale of the Times of Ezra and NehemiahLudlow, James M. (James Meeker)
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A King of Tyre: A Tale of the Times of Ezra and Nehemiah
Ludlow, James M. (James Meeker)
Jewish fiction; Jews -- History -- 586 B.C.-70 A.D. -- Fiction; Tyre (Lebanon) -- Fiction
In the excitement and previous darkness, Hiram had not noticed that
Elnathan was strangely transfigured. He was dressed as a Persian
soldier. He wore a stiff leather hat, whose round top projected forward;
a leather tunic, close-fitting, with long sleeves; leather trousers,
which disappeared at the ankles within high-topped shoes. At his belt
hung a short sword, or rather a huge dagger. He carried also a spear,
the light shaft of which served as a support in walking.
"I have brought you these," said the Jew. "Years ago, when Nehemiah came
from Susa to Jerusalem, one of the soldiers whom King Artaxerxes had
sent with him sickened on the way and died at my father's tent. These
were his trappings. He begged that he might be buried in the
winding-sheet, according to the custom of the Jews, whose faith he had
embraced. Your herdsman's shirt is not a prudent disguise, especially
since some of your pursuers have already tracked you in it. Besides,
your very figure belies it. Sword-play and sceptre-holding give a
different grace from that of clubbing swine; and it would take full
twelve moons to grow a head of hair shaggy enough to make even a sheep
look at you without suspicion. Our good King David might as well have
played the shepherd with his crown on."
As he talked Elnathan divested himself, one by one, of his martial
garments, and made Hiram put them on.
"And now, have I not performed a princely part myself?" said he,
laughing. "For it was our Prince Jonathan who, when he had found out
that David was really born to be a king, 'stripped himself of the robe
that was upon him, and gave it to David, and his garments, even to his
sword, and to his bow, and to his girdle.'"
Elnathan then described carefully the paths leading eastward; the deep,
winding wadies that debouched into the Sea of Galilee; the rock of
Akhbara, rising five hundred cubits, like an enormous castle, cut by
nature into a hundred hiding-places; the towns on the shore of the
little sea. He gave the names of men of kin to the house of Ben Yusef,
or known to be trusty, to whom Hiram might appeal in case of extremity.
To Hiram's repeated pledges to reward him as a king should, when better
days came, the Jew replied:
"The Lord is our reward in all things."
"Tell me," asked Hiram, "does your God teach you to do such things as
you and your father's house have done to me, a stranger? for it was not
to a king, but to a stricken wayfarer, you did it from the first."
"Yes, it is the command of our God, who taught it by the holy men he has
raised up to lead our people. Our patriarch Job said: 'The stranger did
not lie in the street: but I opened the door unto the traveller.'"
"But," interposed Hiram, "if the stranger were not merely a stranger;
rather one, like myself, of a hostile race, as you Jehovites must regard
the Baalites of the coast?"
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