Egypt -- History -- 332-30 B.C. -- Fiction; German fiction -- Translations into English
A regular messenger and carrier-dove service had been established
between Alexandria and Pithom for the period of Ptolemy’s relaxation;
and the sovereign was accompanied not only by several of the chief
councillors and secretaries, but artists and some of the Museum
scientists with whom he was on specially intimate terms, who were to
adorn the festival on the frontier with their presence, and cheer the
invalid King, who needed entertainment. Singers and actors also belonged
to the train.
As they passed the encampment of the troops who accompanied the
sovereign, the hipparch could show Hermon a magnificent military
spectacle.
Heroopolis was fortified, and belonged to the military colonies which
Alexander the Great had established throughout all Egypt in order to win
it over more quickly to Grecian customs. A Hellenic phalanx and Libyan
mercenaries formed the garrison there, but at Pithom the King had
gathered the flower of his troops around him, and this circumstance
showed how little serious consideration the cautious ruler, who usually
carefully regarded every detail, gave to the war with Cyrene, in which
he took no personal part. The four thousand Gauls whom he had sent
across the frontier as auxiliary troops promised to become perilous to
the foe, who was also threatened in the rear by one of the most powerful
Libyan tribes.
Therefore, the artist was assured by his military companion,
Philadelphus could let the campaign take its course, and permit himself
the brief period of rest in this strangely chosen place, which the
leeches had advised.
The house where the aged couple lived with their son, Admiral Eumedes,
was on the edge of the precincts of the temple. It belonged to the
most distinguished merchant in the place, and consisted of a large open
courtyard in the form of a square, surrounded by the building and its
communicating wings.
When the hipparch led Hermon into this place a number of people had
already assembled there. Soldiers and sailors stood in groups in the
centre, awaiting the orders of the old general and his subordinate
officers. Messengers and slaves, coming and going on various errands,
were crossing it, and on the shady side benches and chairs stood under
a light awning. Most of these were occupied by visitors who came to
congratulate the mother of the fame-crowned admiral.
Thyone was reclining on a divan in their midst, submitting with a sigh
to the social duties which her high position imposed upon her.
Her face was turned toward the large doorway of the main entrance, while
she sometimes greeted newly introduced guests, sometimes bade farewell
to departing ones, and meanwhile answered and asked questions.
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