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
The wind in an instant died away. The spray as quickly ceased to fly
from the broken crests of the waves. The billows rolled, but seemed to
have lost their force. They lifted him gently, and allowed him to glide
onward. The shore was there, not a hundred strokes distant.
But what was his consternation to see, scarcely three boat-lengths from
him, a swimmer as strong as he. It became a race for life. Hiram had
kept his dagger in his teeth. He dived, intending to come up beneath his
antagonist and plunge the blade into his body. But either he
miscalculated the distance, or the man, discerning his purpose, had swum
out of harm's way.
It was now a question which should first reach the shore and seize his
opponent with fatal advantage. Hiram's strokes were tremendous,
surpassing those that had won him the match so often in the harbor of
Tyre, before the dignities of the crown had forbidden his taking part in
such sports. But they were now of no avail. His competitor kept abreast
with him. They reached the shore almost at the same moment. Hiram,
striking a better footing, was first out of the water. Seizing an
enormous stone, he turned to crush the skull of his enemy before he
could gain a foothold on the shelving beach.
"My king! My king!" cried the man.
Hiram dropped the stone in bewilderment.
"Hanno! As sure as Baal--as Jehovah lives, it's Hanno!"
CHAPTER XVII.
An hour later a white chiton might have been seen hanging heavily in the
sultry air from the limbs of a juniper bush, that grew out of a sandy
mound between two great boulders on the eastern shore of the Sea of
Galilee. Under the shelter of the rocks were two men, the one having on
only a pair of leather trousers; the other, but for a close-fitting
shirt, entirely nude. This was not the most decorous position in which
to find the King of Tyre and his aristocratic nobleman; yet they both
seemed supremely, even hilariously, happy. King Hiram had completed the
story of his adventures; and Hanno, donning his chiton, entered upon the
account of the events that had occurred recently at Tyre.
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