Carthage (Extinct city) -- History -- Fiction; Historical fiction
“Pardon, Eye of Baal! pity! kill me! For ten years I have not seen the
sun! In your father’s name, pardon!”
Hamilcar, without answering him, clapped his hands and three men
appeared; and all four simultaneously stiffening their arms, drew back
from its rings the enormous bar which closed the door. Hamilcar took a
torch and disappeared into the darkness.
This was believed to be the family burying-place; but nothing would have
been found in it except a broad well. It was dug out merely to baffle
robbers, and it concealed nothing. Hamilcar passed along beside it; then
stooping down he made a very heavy millstone turn upon its rollers, and
through this aperture entered an apartment which was built in the shape
of a cone.
The walls were covered with scales of brass; and in the centre, on a
granite pedestal, stood the statue of one of the Kabiri called Aletes,
the discoverer of the mines in Celtiberia. On the ground, at its base,
and arranged in the form of a cross, were large gold shields and monster
close-necked silver vases, of extravagant shape and unfitted for use;
it was customary to cast quantities of metal in this way, so that
dilapidation and even removal should be almost impossible.
With his torch he lit a miner’s lamp which was fastened to the
idol’s cap, and green, yellow, blue, violet, wine-coloured, and
blood-coloured fires suddenly illuminated the hall. It was filled with
gems which were either in gold calabashes fastened like sconces upon
sheets of brass, or were ranged in native masses at the foot of the
wall. There were callaides shot away from the mountains with slings,
carbuncles formed by the urine of the lynx, glossopetræ which had
fallen from the moon, tyanos, diamonds, sandastra, beryls, with the
three kinds of rubies, the four kinds of sapphires, and the twelve
kinds of emeralds. They gleamed like splashes of milk, blue icicles, and
silver dust, and shed their light in sheets, rays, and stars. Ceraunia,
engendered by the thunder, sparkled by the side of chalcedonies, which
are a cure for poison. There were topazes from Mount Zabarca to avert
terrors, opals from Bactriana to prevent abortions, and horns of Ammon,
which are placed under the bed to induce dreams.
The fires from the stones and the flames from the lamp were mirrored in
the great golden shields. Hamilcar stood smiling with folded arms, and
was less delighted by the sight of his riches than by the consciousness
of their possession. They were inaccessible, exhaustless, infinite.
His ancestors sleeping beneath his feet transmitted something of their
eternity to his heart. He felt very near to the subterranean deities.
It was as the joy of one of the Kabiri; and the great luminous rays
striking upon his face looked like the extremity of an invisible net
linking him across the abysses with the centre of the world.
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