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
"Well said, Marduk! Well said! I would see the young man. No father can
fix the stars for his child's destiny until he sees if they reflect
themselves brightly in her heart. If Nicaso should evince repugnance to
the Jew, or he should not be taken with the charms of a Moabite--"
"Impossible! Impossible to either, when they meet! Two such comely
persons must love at sight. Besides, they could not resist the wooing of
great state necessities, ambition for the glory of rank and power, and
the praise which we can make sure each shall hear of the other, even
before they meet."
"Marduk, you are a statesman, worthy of the repute of your King Hiram,
whom Baal has taken to himself; for they say he was the wisest man that
ever sat in the council of Tyre. Draw up the compact, Marduk. You
merchants know the form. We will study it at our leisure, for you are to
be my guest until you return to Jerusalem with authority to consummate
the union of Nicaso and Manasseh; of Nicaso and Manasseh! The names
sound well together. Ay, the union of Samaria and Judah, of Sanballat
and all Syria!"
Sanballat was in high spirits. He ordered a jar of the wine of Hebron,
"the only wine the King of Persia will drink, but not too good for
Marduk and the Satrap of Samaria, of Syria." He called for his captains,
and distributed among them a skin of beer, the brewing of Damascus.
Dancers were summoned; men who, balancing pitchers and jars of water
upon their heads, took their steps dexterously between the waving blades
of swords; and women who exhibited every possible grace of motion with
their bodies, while allowing only the slightest motion of their feet.
Horsemen performed marvellous exploits. The camel-drivers added their
share to the hilarity by attempting to imitate these equestrian
movements upon their awkward beasts. A score or two of asses were forced
into orchestral braying by tickling their noses, and brought to a sudden
silence by twisting their tails.
As the crowd withdrew to regale themselves with a largess of leben, the
daughter of the satrap appeared. Her maidens spread an elegant rug,
wrought on the looms of Tehera, a gift to the satrap from Artaxerxes.
Nicaso's entire person was covered with a long veil. Though it was
supposed to hide her features, it coquettishly revealed not only enough
to assure Marduk that the fame of her beauty was warranted, but also to
make him feel that her part of the entertainment was not altogether due
to obedience to her father's wish, but was also a gratuitous compliment
to his presence.
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