Belshazzar: A Tale of the Fall of BabylonDavis, William Stearns
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Belshazzar: A Tale of the Fall of Babylon
Davis, William Stearns
Babylon (Extinct city) -- Fiction; Belshazzar -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Iraq -- History -- To 634 -- Fiction
There was a stern menace in the pontiff’s voice that sent all Mermaza’s
bravado trickling out through his finger-tips. The unfriendly ring of
faces about added nothing to his courage. Twice he faltered, while speech
choked in his throat. His face was swollen with mortification at his
blunder. “Will you swear, toad?” croaked Hasba, at his side; and Mermaza
gasped out thickly, “I will swear.”
“Good, then,” was Imbi’s dry comment; “but let us go down to the ‘holy
room’ of the temple. There you shall lay your hands on the ark of the
god, and take your oath. I spare no precaution, in taking a pledge of
such as you.”
The priests swept their victim down the stairs. The three Hebrews were
left alone on the housetop, looking one upon another—at first in silence;
then a great and grievous cry arose from Daniel:—
“Ah! Lord God of my fathers—must I, who have served Thee so long, see my
one child brought to this!”
He opened his arms wide; and Ruth fled into them, there to be locked
fast. It was a moment when Isaiah knew he might do and say nothing.
He stared vacantly across the parapet, counting the herd of dun-brown
sheep a countryman was driving past the temple gate. The sheep would be
butchered to-morrow, but they shambled on with never a thought save
for the little patches of grass that thrust through the chinks in the
pavement. The sheep were happy, but he, Isaiah, the young man, whose
heart was thrilled with high and holy things, with visions of the Great
King and of His awful throne,—he was beyond words miserable! Darker,
darker grew his thoughts; but the voice of Daniel recalled him.
“Isaiah, my weakness is passed. The Lord who saved your father and
Meshach and Abed-nego from the flame of Nebuchadnezzar’s furnace,—He is
our refuge still. We must trust and bear. And not bear only. There is a
deed for you to do this night. You have risked much to-day: will you face
peril yet again?”
“You know I will walk through death at your least bidding, O my father!”
Daniel put Ruth gently away, and taking Isaiah by the arm, led him beyond
her hearing.
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