Deborah: A tale of the times of Judas MaccabaeusLudlow, James M. (James Meeker)
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Deborah: A tale of the times of Judas Maccabaeus
Ludlow, James M. (James Meeker)
Jewish fiction; Jews -- History -- 586 B.C.-70 A.D. -- Fiction; Maccabees -- Fiction
"I would that Dion could see you in the costume I shall have sent you
from Antioch."
"Does Dion live?" asked Deborah.
"Dion, I fear, is dead. A curse on those treacherous sons of
Mattathias. Sons of Belial! But," he rattled on, "it will be well to
make known to the people of the better sort in Jerusalem the return of
the mistress of the house of Glaucon. I will see to it that the wife
of Menelaos, the High Priest, and the wife of General Seron--who is to
command the new army of the King--and the Princess make their welcome
to you. Berenice, sister of Glaucon: why may she not some day be Queen
of Jerusalem? Already, my sister, with the wealth our father left me,
and much more that I have gained through my own shrewdness--for I am
the best business head in the land--I am the richest man in the city;
and with the revenues I can control in my office as tax assessor, I can
soon buy what I will from the King."
"I fear, my dear Benjamin--my dear Glaucon," said the new Berenice,
gently touching her brother's cheeks, "that the glitter of your riches
has affected your head as the sun's rays sometimes do. As for the new
garments, I shall be glad of anything that makes me fairer in your
eyes; but I still bethink me that the apparel of Jewish women is more
elegant than that of the Greeks. Indeed, the better costumes of Athens
are borrowed from those of Syria. Of late years, since the death of
our mother, and since the sorrows of the land crushed our father, the
great oaken chests have been unopened. In them are garments laid away
in cassia dust, for which the costumers of Antioch would give more
shekels than they ask to array the chief of Antiochus' concubines.
To-morrow, if it please you, let Berenice, as the mistress of the house
of Glaucon, receive the ladies whom you desire."
"As you will have it," said he, kissing the hand of his sister in the
latest manner of such etiquette imported from the capital. "Such spirit
as yours, Deb--Berenice, is worthy of her who is to outshine them all."
XX
A FEMALE SYMPOSIUM
A double awning shielded the house-top of Glaucon from the glare of the
late afternoon sun, whose rays gathered intensity by being reflected
from a hundred white domes which, like inverted wasps' nests, rose
from the lower roofs of the city. Toward the sky the canopy was of
coarse white flaxen material; beneath it was lined with silk, blue
and white. Several movable divans, one of ivory, one of beaten brass,
the others of sycamore wood, were set next the western parapet. These
were covered with cloths of various colors upon which were wrought
conventional figures in threads of silver and gold. The couches were
so arranged that they faced a low table of ebony, heavily inlaid with
mother of pearl. On this were the remnants of a repast, consisting of
cakes, confections, fruits, and wines mixed with water. On the couches
reclined four women, richly clad according to the fashion of the day.
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